Night comes quietly.

In lingyao's courtyard, Lu Fan and Han Feng quietly look at the man in front of them and slowly ask some questions.

This man is the chief killer of hongyimen.

It's called, thirteen.

At first, when he heard the name, Lu Fan thought that the other party was deliberately cheating him.

But when Han Feng broke his arm and he still couldn't say another name, Lu fancai believed his name.

This person's words are very few and very simple. When he speaks, he feels very astringent, as if he is dumb.

Empty eyes, describe emaciation, even if the whole body is full of arrows, hands and feet are broken, bones are broken. He didn't say a word either.

"Thirteen, I'll ask again. Who is your sect leader and who has instructed you to come and kill me? "

Thirteen slowly spit out two words.

"I don't know."

after that, I won't speak at all.

Elder martial brother Han Feng couldn't see it anymore. He got up and said, "younger martial brother Lu fan, let me kill him. It's impossible to fart with three sticks. It's no use talking to him. You see, he doesn't speak more than three words. Let's play with us on purpose. "

elder martial brother Han Feng pulled out the sword and prepared to kill him.

Seeing elder martial brother Han Feng's sword, he suddenly showed a sense of relief.

The whole man seemed to relax. Lu fan saw the scene acutely and raised his hand and said: "wait a minute, senior brother Han Feng. Don't worry, let me ask again. "

Elder martial brother Han Feng looked left and right, but put down his sword.

"Well, you ask. I'll go to bed first. After a day of fighting, I was exhausted. Younger martial sister lingyao, you don't mind if I sleep in your bed. "

Lingyao bit her lips and said, "don't move my things."

Han Feng said with a smile: "don't worry, don't move. Even if it's broken, I'll pay you to buy a new one. "

Lingyao's eyes brightened and said, "you can move at will."

Han Feng was shocked for a moment, then shook his head and went to sleep.

Lu Fan stared at the thirteen in front of him, crossed his hands and fingers, and said, "you don't seem to like talking."

Thirteen nodded softly, silent.

Lu Fandao: "well, from now on. I ask, you answer. You just need to answer yes or no. Don't try to deceive me. My observation is very sharp. I can even see your beating meridians through your skin. Do you get it? "

Lu Fan's words are not bluff. With his current six senses, he is really keen on everything around him. He can really see 13 unusual performances.

"First of all, who sent you. Do you know this person? "

Lu fan asked the first question.

"Door master."

"Who is your sect leader?"

"I don't know."

"You haven't seen him,"

"yes."

"Then how he gave you the task."

Speaking of this, XIII looked at his right arm and stopped talking.

Lu Fan takes a step forward and pulls off the clothes on his right arm. At once, Lu Fan sees a small black snake wriggling on his arm. Looking up, there are more than one of these black little snakes, as if his body had become a place for these little snakes to play games. A group of little snakes happily swam in it, and then even formed a soul word vaguely. Make thirteen's arm look so weird.

Lu Fan simply ripped off all the clothes on his thirteen upper body. When it came out were little snakes flowing all over.

There are dozens or hundreds of snakes coming to the scene at one foot, which looks extremely disgusting.

Lingyao took a look and said: "soul control, this is the magic cultivation skill. Lu fan, he was controlled in this way. He's just a physical puppet. "

Lu Fan tightened his eyebrows, but he did not expect this situation.

Inside the ring, the brand of Daoxin demon clan began to beat.

Obviously, the magic Qi of XIII is also very heavy, which is not an ordinary means.

"You are under the control of others and have to do it," Lu fan asked.

"Yes," he replied

Lu Fan remembered that day in the dungeon, those martial artists could not beat them clearly, and they had to fight to the death. Even after being nailed to the ground by Han Feng, the warrior still struggles.

Lu fan then asked, "so do the others."

thirteen times, "yes."

Lu Fan sighed in his heart and looked at the thirteen words: "it turns out that you are also a poor man. A dead man, or a tool, cultivated by others. "

Thirteen said nothing and looked at Lu Fan with empty eyes.

In his eyes, there was no emotion, no survival, no death.

Lu Fan looks at the snake and all kinds of scars on his body and thinks quietly.

The best way is to kill him directly. But Lu Fan felt that he couldn't get off this hand.

If he didn't know that the thirteen in front of him was just a poor man, he might have slapped him to death with one stroke. But now, Lu fan has no such idea.

Turning around, Lu Fan said to lingyao, "lingyao, what do you think,"

lingyao bit her lips and said, "he looks very pitiful. Besides, when I was arrested, he didn't seem to do anything. Several other bastards, including song Zhong, want to belittle me. But he's been standing in the corner and not talking. "

Lu Fan probably understood lingyao's meaning.

For a long time, Lu Fandao said: "Xiao Hei, lock him up with that old man. He's wasted his hands and feet and thrown them into the woodshed. "

Finish saying, Lu fan saw thirteen one eye, added a way: "is dead is alive.". It's up to you. If you have anything else to tell me, please do it as soon as possible. Your sect leader, I will find out who it is. "

Thirteen head down, or do not speak.

Xiao Hei leaps down from Lu Fan's shoulder, drags on for thirteen days, and directly throws it into the narrow woodshed.

Last night, Xiaohei smiled at Lu Fan and touched his round belly.

Lu Fan said with a smile, "I'm hungry. I can make my own food."

Xiaohei looks around and rushes directly into the small kitchen of lingyao's family.

When it comes to eating, lingyao suddenly thinks of something and drags Lu fan out of the way: "Lu fan, come with me."

Lu Fan didn't understand what lingyao was going to do, but he went with lingyao.

Out of the house, lingyao rushed into a broken house next door.

If the place where lingyao lives is already a slum, there are even several logs more than the street.

"Mother in law, I'm back."

Lingyao called softly and came to the bedside.

Lu Fan looked at it and saw an old woman lying on the bed, slowly opening her eyes.

"Lingyao, you are back."

There are tears in the corner of the old woman's eyes. Lu Fan stands beside and looks at it quietly.

Lingyao quickly took out some pills for the old woman to eat, and then turned her head: "Lu fan, this is the mother-in-law who brought me up. My last family. "

Lu Fan nodded with a smile and called "grandma"

The old woman nodded with a smile. At this time, Lu Fanhu saw the old woman's slightly blackened right hand.

When landing, Lu Fan tightened his eyebrows.

This kind of black, let him suddenly sounded his master's hand.