Emperor will kill

Chapter 97

Seeing him leaning back and forth laughing, Ling Yi felt a little strange.

"Isn't he the most powerful person here?"

The man in white wiped his eyes with his hands.

"Yeah, that's why I laughed at you."

Ling Yi felt that he had been underestimated, and couldn't help being extremely annoyed, so he stuck his waist.

"Hmph, don't you believe that I can defeat him?"

Seeing his appearance, he who had already stopped laughing suddenly burst out laughing, and said while laughing:

"Heh, it's not that I don't believe it, it's just that the young master's idea is a bit too much——"

As he spoke, his gaze sized him up and down, then swept aside his head, and restrained his smile again.

Feeling that he was underestimated, Ling Yi was furious and annoyed, he rushed forward and waved his fists.

"You still don't believe it!"

He was extremely annoyed, and was about to rush forward to beat up this man who didn't know how to belittle him, but the moment he stretched out his fist, his arm froze in mid-air—this——he watched himself slap The big little hand was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly remembered his own shrinkage - now he looks like a boy in his teens, his height is not even lower than the chin of the one in front of him, but just under his chin At the same time, his figure is extremely thin, such a thin and petite person, not to mention defeating Xiuyi, just surviving must be even more difficult.

Ling Yi was short of breath, his face was flushed red, but he didn't like to lose his temper, so he just stood there pouted and stared at him angrily.

Probably because he was really angry when he saw him, the person facing him restrained his smile and said seriously:

"My son came in, but why?"

These words touched his heart.

Seeing him restraining his smile and asking seriously, Ling Yi pouted.

"Kill Xiu Yi and eliminate harm for the people!"

Then, he added:
"A scourge like him, even if he walks out of this Yin-Yang road, it must be a great scourge in this world! If I don't let me get rid of him here, it can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, the person in front of him who had already been restrained laughed wildly again.

"Pfft hahaha——!!!!!!"

Knowing that he must be laughing at himself, Ling Yi blushed with anger.

Seeing that Ling Yi was about to jump anxiously again, the man in white hurriedly picked up a cup of tea from the table next to him and handed it to him.

"Courage is commendable. Courage is commendable."

As he spoke, he also took a cup of tea himself, shaking it gently in his hand, but did not answer directly.

"Okay—drink tea, don't be in a hurry, my lord, it was just a joke just now."

Ling Yi then sat down again, took the tea but was not in a hurry to drink it.

He looked at the table in front of him, and was a little surprised at the furnishings on it.

Bone China teacups, Guqin, tea, purple sand stove.

All these things prove that he is an extremely elegant person.

Even the action of pouring tea is extremely particular.

Gently hold the top of the sleeve on the arm holding the teacup with one hand to keep it from slipping, and pour tea into the cup with the other hand.

There was only half a cup of this tea on the ground.

He came from the royal family, looking at the whole world, his status is the most noble in the world, so this etiquette has been trained since childhood, and he is also a very particular person.

But when I saw him, I was still a little surprised.

For a moment, the four characters "Fengya Swordsman" that he saw when he read the manuscript before appeared in Ling Yi's mind.

He is also so chic, even if he is standing among the dead, he can still drink tea and play the flute calmly.

Obviously there are corpses under the feet, covered with blood, but the corners of the clothes are clean and spotless, like a banished fairy.Holding the flute in his hand, he puts it to his mouth and blows it, his movements are calm and unhurried, with a certain bearing.

At that time, she was flipping through the storybook, and she couldn't believe that there would be such a person in this world who could do so much.

Now it seems that it is not an exaggerated description.

For a moment, he actually blushed slightly—even though he looked like a man, he was actually a man.
(End of this chapter)