The three of them quickly returned to the straw shed under Duanlong Slope.
It was also a mess, with blood scattered everywhere, and the assassin's corpse was lying on the ground in a row.
The moonlight shone quietly, and it was silent and looked a little cunning.
Xiao Lingyue looked at Zhan Beihan and walked over with her child in her arms, and couldn't help but frown and said, "Hanhan is still young, so it's not good for children to see this kind of thing, right?"
What if you get a psychological shadow in fear?
Zhan Beihan's voice was cold: "Do you think he hasn't seen him before?"
Xiao Lingyue: "?"
Han Han lay on his father's shoulder, poked his little head out after hearing this, and said as if nothing had happened: "Mom, I've seen it in the military camp for a long time, it's okay."
"What have you seen?" Xiao Lingyue asked subconsciously.
"It's just these on the ground. There are so many in the military camp and prison. I'm no longer afraid." The little guy pointed at the corpses all over the ground innocently.
The bright red bloodstains the soil and has a dark color, which looks like a horror movie in the middle of the night.
But such a scene seems nothing to Han Han’s eyes.
Xiao Lingyue: "..."
How did Zhan Beihan raise his son?
Is this normal operation to take my five-year-old son to the military camp jail?
Seeing the father and son not caring, Xiao Lingyue was a little suspicious of life for a moment. Could it be that she had too strong desire to protect herself?
She followed silently.
Zhan Beihan walked to the near the straw shed and placed Hanhan on a clean stone.
Xiao Lingyue walked to an assassin, squatted down, and reached out to pull away the mask on the assassin's face.
Under the face towel is an ordinary face.
The facial features are ordinary and can't be found if you throw them into the crowd.
Xiao Lingyue looked at the other assassins again and found that they were almost the same. Everyone looked ordinary and unfamiliar.
"It's impossible to tell whether these are from the Southern Yan or Northern Qin people just from the face." Xiao Lingyue was about to stand up when suddenly he glanced at the edge of the assassin's corpse, and saw a little trace vaguely on the side of the neck of the assassin's corpse.
"What's this?"
She pulled her collar curiously and saw a black pattern on the back of the assassin's neck.
It looks very special, and it seems to be branded with special tools, with lines clearly visible, like a blade.
Xiao Lingyue had never seen such a strange branding pattern before, and subconsciously shouted: "Zhan Beihan."
Zhan Beihan was slightly stunned.
He turned to look.
Xiao Lingyue squatted on the ground and waved at him without raising her head: "Come here and see what this is?"
Zhan Beihan narrowed his eyes slightly.
Even Xiao Lingyue herself did not notice that her attitude towards people sometimes seemed very contradictory.
When she was deliberately controlling her, she spoke up with His Royal Highness Yi, and seemed polite and alienated.
But when she was unconscious, her attitude was completely different, exuding an indescribable sense of familiarity.
Zhan Beihan paused for a moment and walked to her side.
"Look at this." Xiao Lingyue didn't notice that something was wrong and showed him the assassin's neck, "Do you know what pattern this is?" Popular 『』 This chapter has been completed!