"Fuck you! You look like a dog. You turn into ash. We Song family recognize you! I dare to argue. I think my young master has a good temper, right? "
As soon as Master Li's denial fell behind, song Zixuan rushed forward and stepped on Master Li's back, which was still pressed on the ground.
Master Li looked painful. Before Song Zixuan stepped on his second foot, he hurried to explain, "it's really not me. I haven't been out of the mountain twenty years ago!
I was the first to go out of the mountain ten years ago. Twenty years ago, I couldn't have started with your song family.
As for these times in recent years, it's true that I did it, but I just took money to do things. I can't blame it all. If I want to blame it, I'll blame the people who gave me money. "
Although Master Li is afraid of Lu Zijia, he doesn't pay much attention to song Zixuan, an ordinary person.
Therefore, the attitude and tone towards them can hardly be compared.
"Oh, I'll kill you now. After you die, you can only blame the person who gave you the money!"
Song Zixuan said with a vicious low roar, and then he really picked up the fruit knife on the fruit plate of the tea table.
"Remember to go to song zhuolan and ye Mingyang after you die. If they didn't give you money to harm our song family, you wouldn't have to die."
"No, no! You can't kill me, you can't kill me, I'm telling the truth, I'm telling the truth! "
Seeing song Zixuan's eyes red as if he had lost his reason, he also pointed the fruit knife at his neck. Master Li immediately shouted with fear, and his body trembled badly.
I don't know. I think he's having a seizure.
The two bodyguards who pressed Master Li only looked at each other silently and bowed their heads as if they had seen nothing.
"What he said is true."
When the knife in Song Zixuan's hand touched Master Li's throat, Lu Zijia said.
Song Zixuan didn't intend to kill people. He did it just to scare Master Li to tell the truth. Now, hearing Lu Zijia say so, he stopped his action.
However, he didn't take back the fruit knife, which made Master Li's cold sweat come out continuously. He was afraid that song Zixuan would die in the west if he shook his hand.
"My grandfather, who had seen him, recognized him. He was master Li that year. Even his age was right."
Song Zixuan frowned and said what he knew.
Lu Zijia shook his head, "the magician will not determine a person by his appearance, but by his breath.
Because people's appearance is easy for magicians to change.
But the breath is different. Everyone has a unique breath. As long as you remember a person's breath, you can easily find out how to change your appearance. "
After a pause, Lu Zijia glanced at Master Li, "moreover, the frame made of Yin wood has strong Yin Qi. If you are not careful, you will be absorbed by Yin Qi.
In terms of his current strength, if he really attacked your song family 20 years ago, when he turned Yin wood into a frame, he was invaded by Yin Qi into sick seedlings.
Even if he is a heavenly master himself, twenty years can't make him fully recover. "
After listening to Lu Zijia's explanation, song Zixuan frowned deeper, "that is to say, he still has help?"
Lu Zijia shrugged and pointed to master Li with his lower jaw, "then you have to ask him."
"Don't, don't, don't kill me, I say I say!"
Master li felt that song Zixuan's fruit knife against his throat was forced again. Master Li was so scared that his face was as white as paper that he almost didn't pee on the spot.