The man felt that a cool wind had rubbed his hand and lowered his head for a long time before he found that the sharp blade had left traces on the ground.
He couldn't help swallowing. He just felt that his throat was dry, because he didn't know whether the dagger would fly towards his neck next time.
When the general came back to his senses, he couldn't help looking at Zhou ruo'an with more complicated eyes.
Hesitated for a moment, the general strode forward and handed the dagger back to Zhou ruo'an.
"He is our important prisoner. Do you want to kill people when you make such a gesture?" Asked the general.
Zhou ruo'an pinched the dagger in his hand, sneered, and finally felt impatient with the man's irresistibility.
"If I want to kill people, how can you find the chance to return the dagger," Zhou said coldly.
Although Zhou ruo'an had to look up at each other because of his height and movement, the general clearly felt the taste of being looked down.
In Zhou ruo'an's eyes, he does not seem to be worth mentioning and will not become an obstacle.
Sipping his lips, the general pressed down his noisy heart and said in a cold voice, "I don't want to kill people, that's good."
Then he stepped back, his dark eyes chasing the movements in Zhou ruo'an's hands, and then said, "if I catch you, even if your majesty stops me, I will surely bring you to justice."
Such a threat will not cause any ripples in Zhou ruo'an's heart at all, because she thinks she is doing well and will certainly sit upright.
Because you have too calm reaction, the general's expression can't help but be stiff for a while, feel a bit uninteresting in the heart.
"Go back," Ling Tianwang slowly raised his head, looked at the general without expression, and reprimanded word by word, "I don't want to say it again."
Even if disappointed, Ling Tianwang is still the king, and the general can't raise any mind to resist.
He clenched his teeth, step by step back to the previous position.
Ling Tianwang looked back at Zhou ruo'an, softened his voice and said, "it's really boring here. Do you want to go out for a turn?"
Knowing that Ling Tianwang was caring for himself, Zhou ruo'an chuckled and shook his head disapprovingly.
In the process of speaking, two people inadvertently look at each other, each look is like a mixture of maltose in general.
In such a time, Ling Tianwang unconsciously forgot everything.
As time went by, the general's face changed slightly.
The prisoner who was being guarded didn't know when to stand up and looked at Zhou ruo'an with a ferocious face.
He remembers the fright he had suffered before, and plans to mix it with their plans and let it out at one stroke.
"You are sincere to her, but unfortunately she is not." Spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva to the side, that person looks at Ling Tianwang with a smile, the skin on the face is tight to the extreme.
Ling Tianwang's mind is firm, so he will not be disturbed by such a strange word.
"I don't think he speaks well," Ling Tianwang looked at him coldly and said slowly. "It's better to pull out his tongue than to be noisy like a cricket here."
Ling Tianwang didn't seem to think that his words were cruel. As soon as he turned to Zhou ruo'an, he was affectionate again.
"You don't have to worry," Ling Tianwang said softly. "He's talking nonsense. I still won't believe it."
Said, he reached out to Zhou ruo'an's fingers in the palm of his hand to play, but was inadvertently avoided by the other side.
The other party's howl has slowly dispersed, but Zhou ruo'an still feels baptized and has a new understanding of Ling Tianwang.
She thinks that killing people is not excessive, but torture is an intolerable torture for both sides.
Looking down at his empty palm, Ling Tianwang's expression converged slightly.
"You didn't mean to, did you?" he asked in a low voice
In such a state, Zhou ruo'an felt that he was not breathing well.
She wanted to nod her head hard to let it go faster, but in the end, Zhou ruo'an had no way to deceive each other or herself.
She closed her eyes and put her palm in front of her eyes, creating an endless darkness.
"I just never thought there was such a side to you," Zhou ruo'an explained in a low voice. "I just couldn't get back to you for a while."
Ling Tianwang is silent. His face is hidden in a shadow. People can't guess whether he is crying or laughing, believing or doubting.
The general sneered at the side and fanned the flames.
"Maybe I always use some shameful means, but now I say it's cruel. It's funny to think that I'm a woman."
This time, Ling Tianwang was silent for a while before he looked at the general discontentedly."These people are all handed over to you. We must let them tell who is the person behind them," Ling Tianwang said. "This is the military order."
Hearing the word "military order", the expression on the general's face immediately became serious. He bowed himself and promised, "Your Majesty, don't worry, these people will not be able to turn over anything if they fall into my hands."
Ling Tianwang nodded as if he had nothing to say.
Because of the floating atmosphere around, Zhou ruo'an also felt very aggrieved.
She pinched the dagger with her thumb, lowered her head and said nothing.
The general can clearly feel the stiffness between the two, but he has no intention of mediation, because this is what he wants.
If he can, he would like to go out in person and mix up a pool of water. It's better to let Zhou ruo'an leave lingtianwang far away.
In front of his eyes, the picture in his imagination loomed. The general could not help walking much faster. The collision of his armor was like playing a little song.
Little by little, no one wanted to speak first, and the atmosphere between Ling Tianwang and Zhou ruo'an became more and more rigid.
Sun Xiao stayed up all night. He didn't wait for anyone to send him any news. Then he suddenly patted his head and suddenly recovered.
Although he asked himself that all the plans were perfect, he only forgot one thing, that is, he forgot to arrange people to watch, so as to report the news back in time.
Thinking of this, sun Xiao couldn't help sighing, and his eyes were a bit disappointed.
He put the penholder which he had pinched all night on the side, raised his hand and rubbed his stiff fingers, and turned to walk inside.
Since he is doomed to get no news, why should he wait here? It's better to have a good rest and give more ideas for song in the next time.