"oh?"

The cowardly man trembled and said, "We killed some smaller wild foxes, pythons, and civet cats, but those Tibetan mastiffs, wolves, and lions were too big... We dared not kill them..."

Ling Che smiled, raised the man's head with the tip of his shoe, and looked down:

"So, I should be grateful for your mercy?"

The man froze, "No, I don't dare..."

"Don't be afraid, I won't kill you." Ling Che said kindly. Just when the man was relieved, he heard the second half of his sentence coldly.

"Cut off his hands and feed them to my children. They must be well healed after their fright."

The man's eyes widened: "!"

Immediately, he was pinned to the ground by two guards, who raised their hands, swung their swords, splashed blood, and chopped off his two bloody hands.

“Ah! Ahhh!”

The man fainted from the pain.

Yun Jiao's face turned pale. She could hardly bear to watch this cruel scene.

"Who moved my iron?" Ling Che smiled cruelly and continued to ask the third question to everyone present.

At this point, many of the more timid people have begun to get scared.

If this continues, I'm afraid it won't be over until at least ten or eight people die.

Yun Jiao grabbed his arm, her face pale, her voice a little weak: "A Che, why don't you... don't do this, lock them up and investigate slowly..."

Ling Che stroked her long, smooth hair, "Jiaojiao, you don't know, this is the fastest, most direct, and most labor-saving way to investigate."

He is a person who doesn't bear grudges.

Generally, revenge is taken immediately.

"But... Ah Che, it's unlucky to have someone die at home. I feel a little dizzy when I see the blood..." Her face did not look good and her breathing was a little cold.

"Then go outside and kill them."

“…”

That's not what she meant!

"You are still injured. It's better to let the servants do these tedious things. Let's find a doctor to treat your injuries first. When I was in the cave, I only found some herbs. If the wound gets inflamed and ulcerated, it will be bad. You are so seriously injured, and you still have to deal with these, but I can't help you at all. I will feel bad..."

She showed that she cared about him.

She was telling him that she was centered around him.

Only then did Ling Che listen.

At the same time, Yun Jiao discovered that he not only liked others to obey him, but also liked others to revolve around him, pay attention to him, care about him, and comfort him, putting him first in everything.

Ling Che pursed his lips, "Jiaojiao, I'm not hurt."

"You're injured so badly, how could it not hurt?" Yun Jiao pleaded with him, "Ah Che, let's see a doctor first, and then it won't be too late to deal with these people, okay?"

Holding his handsome face:

"Lock these people up and deal with them tomorrow. They won't get away. Just treat your wounds first. Be good."

The gloom in Ling Che's eyes gradually dissipated a little, and his cold and hard features softened a little. He held her soft little hand and kissed it gently:

"Okay, it's up to you."

Seeing this, Zhang Nian ordered his men to detain these people.

Yun Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the blood on the ground, he still couldn't help but feel frightened.

Before Yang Wei left, he looked at Yun Jiao deeply.

Yun Jiao lowered her eyes, stood aside, and did not look at him.

Soon, the place was cleared, the ground was cleaned, and the lit lanterns made the entire mansion as bright as day, and it immediately returned to its previous grandeur.

The lonely woman dismounted and strode over:

"Ah Che, I miss you so much!"

Yun Jiao turned around and saw the woman sitting astride Ling Che, hugging his neck and kissing him with her red lips. Ling Che held the back of her head and deepened the kiss.

Inseparable...