Li Luo touched the tip of his nose and said with a bitter smile: "I'm afraid Miss Mo may not be willing to save me."
Lan Xiaohe glared at Li Luo, obviously dissatisfied with how Li Luo treated his young lady, and snorted: "Young Master Li, please relax, my young lady is not a petty person. I have something to ask of you today. Although the young master has no
Agree, but my lady doesn’t resent the young master. If you agree, maybe my lady will look down on you, but..."
"But what?"
"But I saved you today. If I asked you to agree to the young lady's request, would you be willing, sir?"
Li Luo glanced at Lan Xiaohe, smiled faintly and said, "Miss Lan, do you know what your young lady wants from me?"
Lan Xiaohe shook his head and said, "I don't know. The lady didn't tell me. We slaves shouldn't ask."
Li Luo smiled, said nothing, and looked at Lan Xiaohe quietly. The two of them just looked at each other quietly. Lan Xiaohe's face turned redder and redder, and his breathing seemed to become heavier again.
"Have Miss Lan seen me before?" Li Luo suddenly asked inexplicably.
Lan Xiaohe was startled and looked at Li Luo in confusion.
"If Miss Lan has seen me before, she should know that the person who wants to kill me tonight will never give up halfway because of Miss Mo."
Lan Xiaohe's pretty face changed, and all the color disappeared. At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and a big hole suddenly appeared in the wall of the house where Li Luo was leaning, and a pair of hands came out like a ghost. When he noticed it, it was already solid.
Printed on Li Luo's vest.
Li Luo was suddenly assassinated, and his expression was as calm as before, as if he had expected all this. At the same time as his palms were printed on Li Luo's vest, Li Luo suddenly turned his fingers into blades, as if an eye had grown in the back of his head, and with a backhand finger, he moved along the broken
The hole knocked him out. At the same time that his palm hit Li Luo, Li Luo's hand also hit the person behind the wall. He heard a miserable groan from outside the wall, and the person who did it hurriedly retreated. This time, he was also injured.
Not light.
Li Luo swallowed hard, spit out half a mouthful of blood, coughed a few times, wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth with his hand, and said lightly: "It's a pity that I have a new quilt."
Lan Xiaohe was startled, and her body trembled, as if she was uneasy. When she saw Li Luo vomiting blood again, a trace of relief and joy flashed across his face for no reason, a kind of joy that was both cruel and jade-like.
It was a bit distorted and made people shudder. The joy on Lan Xiaohe's face had not completely disappeared when he suddenly heard Li Luo's irrelevant words and was stunned. He looked at the unfamiliar Li Luo incomprehensibly, but his expression
Finally calm, gathered in the indifference and nerve-tingling resentment.
Li Luo turned around and glanced at the hole in the wall, shook his head slightly, and sighed. His intention was unclear, maybe he was a little regretful.
After getting off the boudoir bed, Li Luo glanced at Lan Xiaohe. Lan Xiaohe looked at each other calmly and indifferently without fear, as if he had changed into a different person in the blink of an eye. She was not at all the charming and graceful woman under the lamp just now.
"Is everyone here?" Li Luo asked calmly.
"Humph, you can't fly today. Today next year will be your death anniversary." Lan Xiaohe said bitterly.
Li Luo laughed lonely and said: "It seems that Miss Lan and I have a mortal hatred. It's a pity that I killed people without any calculation and caused many families to be ruined. I can't remember any grudge against Miss Lan."
Lan Xiaohe's eyes were filled with fire, and he wished he could go up and eat Li Luo's flesh and drink Li Luo's blood. After a while, he suppressed his turbulent emotions and said in a cold voice: "General, noble people tend to forget things. It seems that you should ask me to remind you."
Li Luo nodded. He didn't look angry because he fell into a trap. He didn't seem to have any intention of killing Lan Xiaohe. He said calmly: "I didn't leave just now. I also want to know about Miss Lan, who I have never met before."
What reason is there to be involved in this assassination? Since Miss Mo is walking among them, everyone in Songhai must be involved. It’s such a big bet. I thought Miss Mo was not good at gambling, let alone what gambling is, but unexpectedly it was
I deceive myself and others, Miss Mo is the powerful character who dares to place bets."
Lan Xiaohe smiled coldly and said: "I don't know what you are talking about. Miss has nothing to do with this matter. You have killed so many people and should have died long ago. You deserve to be in this situation today!"
"Appreciate further details."
Lan Xiaohe's chest rose and fell, and there was no trace of blood on his face, only endless resentment and humiliation. He said word by word: "Do you still remember that you killed a guerrilla general under Commander Dou of the Western Expedition Army?"
"Shuai Dou? Miss Lan is talking about Dou Sheng?" Li Luo thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that it was the first time Li Luo led an army to conquer Dizhou, the capital of the west.
"Exactly, do you remember?"
Li Luo thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Sorry Miss Lan, I killed many people during the expedition to Xifu, even King Huai was killed by me, General Dou was one of them, but he said
They were the soldiers killed by General Dou for me, I really can’t remember this.”
"You really deserved to die! Well, let me tell you, just because of the fighting in the camp, you didn't care about other people. Even if you were the ones who made trouble together, you only punished them with a hundred military sticks. But my brother, you
But you didn't care about the crime and killed him in public. I have no relatives since I was a child, and I depended on my brother for life. He joined the army just so that I could have enough to eat, but you took my only relative away from me, and you didn't even have the honor of being a soldier.
I never gave it to him, and let him die and be despised by others. I must avenge this revenge, no matter how long I wait, no matter how slim the chance is, I must avenge my brother!" Lan Xiaohe roared hysterically.
Li Luo remembered it. It turned out that he was the guerrilla general that Ming Shichong killed. He had already forgotten it. If he hadn't met Lan Xiaohe today, I'm afraid he would never think of this man again in the rest of his life.
He is just a speck of dust, insignificant and inconspicuous. Even remembering him is a luxury. However, there are still people who remember such a person, and it is an unforgettable memory.
Li Luo nodded and said softly: "I remember him." After that, he smiled slightly and said calmly, "I understand."
Li Luo's indifferent expression completely angered Lan Xiaohe. Lan Xiaohe scolded: "What do you understand!? You don't understand anything! People like you think that you can control other people's life and death, and you can determine it with just one word."
Right and wrong, you are the most damned people in this world! Even if I die today, I will let you bury my brother with him!"
"Maybe, I don't know what other people should do, but people like me do deserve to die." Li Luo walked to the door of the house, paused, and said softly, "What Miss Lan did was not wrong.