Chapter 346: thirteen

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The night came quietly.
In the small courtyard of Lingyao, Lu Fan and Han Feng quietly looked at the man in front of them and slowly asked some questions.
This man is the chief killer of the red door.
Named, thirteen.
When he first heard the name, Lu Fan thought that the other party had deliberately lied to him.
But as Brother Han Feng shattered one of his arms, and he still couldn't say any other name, Lu Fan believed that he was called this name.
This person has very few words and is very simple. He feels very jerky when he speaks, as if he is dumb.
The eyes are empty, describing the thinness, even if the whole body is filled with arrows, the hands and feet are broken, and the bones are broken. He said nothing.
"Thirteen, I will ask again. Who is your master, and who are you instructed to come to kill me?"
Thirteen slowly spit out two words.
"I don't know,"
After talking, he completely stopped talking.
Brother Han Feng couldn't stand it anymore and got up and said, "Brother Lu Fan, let me kill him. It's hard to beat a fart with three sticks. It's useless to talk nonsense with him. Did you find that he didn't speak more Three words. Let ’s deliberately play with us, "
Brother Han Feng directly pulled out his sword and prepared to kill him.
When Brother Han Feng saw the sword, Thirteen Suddenly showed a relief expression.
He seemed to have relaxed as a whole, and Lu Fan saw this scene keenly and raised his hand: "Wait a minute, Brother Han Feng. Don't worry, let me ask again."
Brother Han Feng took a look at the left and right, and put down the sword helplessly.
"Okay, you ask. I'm going to bed first. After a day of beating, I was exhausted. Lingyao sister, I have no idea if I sleep in your bed."
Ling Yao bit his lip and said, "Don't move my things."
Han Feng smiled and said: "Relax, won't move. Even if it's broken, I'll pay you to buy a new one."
Ling Yao's eyes lighted up: "Then you can move casually."
Han Feng froze for a moment, then shook his head and went to bed.
Lu Fan stared at the thirteen in front, crossed his fingers, and said, "You don't seem to like talking."
Thirteen nodded gently, silently.
Lu Fandao: "Well, from now on. I ask, you answer. It's not good, you only need to answer yes and no, it's fine. Don't think of cheating me, my observation is very sensitive, I can even pass you Skin, see your beating meridians. Do you understand, "
Lu Fan's words were not bluffing. With his six senses now, he is indeed extremely keen on everything around him, and he can really see even a little unusual performance of Thirteen.
"First of all, who sent you. Do you know this person."
Lu Fan asked the first question.
"Master."
"Who is your master,"
"I don't know."
"You haven't seen him,"
"Yes."
"Then how did he give you the task."
Speaking of which, Thirteen looked at his right arm and stopped talking.
Lu Fan stepped forward and ripped off the clothes on the thirteen right arm. Lu Fan immediately saw a black snake twisting on his arm. Looking up, there are more than one of these black snakes, as if his body has become a game playing place for these snakes. word. Let Thirteen's arms look so weird.
Lu Fan simply ripped off all the clothes of the thirteen upper body. What appeared immediately was a little snake flowing all over the body.
There are dozens or hundreds of little snakes coming in one foot, which looks very disgusting.
Ling Yao glanced forward and said, "The Soul Control Method, this is the magic cultivation method. Lu Fan, he was controlled in this way. He is just a physical puppet."
Lu Fan tightened his eyebrows, but he didn't expect this to be the case.
Inside the ring, the Dao Demon Sect brand started to beat.
Obviously, the magical energy of Thirteen is also very heavy, not an ordinary means.
"You are controlled by someone, and you have to do it,"
Lu Fan asked.
Thirteen replied: "Yes."
Lu Fan remembered the scene in the dungeon that day when the warriors clearly could not beat them and had to fight to the death. Even after being nailed to the ground by Han Feng, the warrior still had to struggle.
Lu Fan then asked: "So are the others,"
Thirteen replied: "Yes."
Lu Fan sighed in his heart and looked at thirteen: "It turns out that you are just a pitiful man. A dead man, or tool, who was cultivated by someone."
Thirty-one did not say anything, and looked at Landing with empty eyes.
In his eyes, there was no emotion, nor survival, nor death.
Lu Fan looked at the little snake and various scars on his body, thinking quietly.
The best way is to kill him directly, a hundred. But Lu Fan felt that he could not take this hand.
If he didn't know that the thirteen in front was just a poor man, he might shoot him dead with a palm. But now, Lu Fan has lost this idea.
Turning his head, Lu Fan said to Ling Yao: "Ling Yao, what do you think,"
Ling Yao bit his lip and said, "He looked pretty pitiful. And, when he caught me, he didn't seem to do anything. Several other bastards, including Song Zhong, wanted to lighten me. But he always stood Not talking in the corner. "
Lu Fan probably understood the meaning of Lingyao.
For a long time, Lu Fan said: "Xiaohei, keep him and the old guy together. He scrapped his hands and feet and threw them into the firewood house."
After finishing, Lu Fan glanced at thirteen and added a sentence: "It is dead or alive. It is up to you. If you have anything else you want to tell me, please do it as soon as possible. Your master, I will Find out who it is. "
Thirteen lowered his head and said nothing.
Xiaohe leaped from Lu Fan's shoulder, dragged thirteen and left, and threw it directly into the small firewood room.
All this last night, Xiao He smiled flatly at the landing, and touched his round belly.
Lu Fan smiled and said: "I'm hungry, I'll eat it myself."
Xiaohei looked around and ran directly into the small kitchen of Lingyao's house.
Speaking of food, Lingyao suddenly remembered something, and dragged and landed Fan to the aisle: "Lu Fan, come with me."
Lu Fan didn't understand what Ling Yao wanted to do, but he followed Ling Yao away.
Out of the house, Lingyao rushed into a broken house next door.
If the place where Lingyao lives is already considered a slum, then here is even more wood than the street.
"Mother-in-law, I'm back."
Lingyao yelled softly and came to the bed.
Lu Fan glanced around and saw an elderly woman lying on the bed, slowly opening her eyes.
"Lingyao, you are back."
Tears dripped from the corner of the old woman's eyes, and Lu Fan stood beside him and watched quietly.
Lingyao quickly took out some medicines for the elderly woman to eat, and then turned his head and said: "Lu Fan, this is the mother-in-law who brought me. My last loved one."
Lu Fan nodded with a smile, stepped forward and called out "Mother-in-law."
The old woman nodded with a smile, at this time Lu Fan suddenly saw the old woman's slightly blackened right hand.
Immediately, Lu Fan tightened his eyebrows.
This black color made him suddenly sound the palm of his master.