Fast Crossing: Assassination of the Male Protagonist

Chapter 239 Tyrant, have a baby! 27
The guard wanted to light a candle, but Ling Yan stopped him.

He walked to the tub with calm eyes, and said in a low voice and coldly, "Aren't you up yet?"

Feng Xi wanted to cry without tears, she thought too, but this bathing place is too close to the place where they fought, what if they suddenly got dressed and the lights were turned on, but everything happened too suddenly and too fast, yes Too late!
But fortunately, the emperor still cared about his face, so Feng Xi hurriedly got up and put on his clothes while protecting his back outside the tub.

But what about shoes?Where are the shoes?
No matter, just barefoot.

The lamp was re-ignited and the room lit up again. Feng Xi realized that the clothes were not worn properly in his panic... Forget about not wearing shoes, wearing such clothes was very embarrassing for the conservative ancient times.

She coughed dryly, lowered her head and hurriedly arranged her clothes, but with a room full of men... she was even more confused.

Suddenly a pair of hands stretched out and wrapped her in a coat. This coat smelled very lightly of incense, it smelled good, and it was so long that it dragged on the ground and covered her feet without shoes.

Feng Xi raised his eyes and met the cold gaze, "Emperor...A Yan."

"Stay here and don't move."

Ling Yan said coldly and walked to the side of the assassin, saying coldly and condescendingly: "It's beyond self-control to dare to come alone."

The assassin's mask had been ripped off by Lu Su. It was a young face, and he was full of anger when he heard the words, "If you want to kill, you can cut it! Why do you say so much!"

Ling Yan sneered and put the long knife against his brow bone, "But wouldn't it be too easy for you to die? Of course I can't let you die so happily."

With a slight force in his hand, the tip of the knife drew a bloodstain on the assassin's brow bone, and blood burst out.

The assassin's acupoint was tapped and he could not move, but he could feel the pain between his eyebrows. He cursed loudly. Before he could say anything, the long knife with slightly reduced force had already passed down from the eyebrow bone and touched it. Throat.

The soft layer of skin was pressed against the point of the knife, and the assassin couldn't say a word.

His eyes were full of humiliated anger.

Ling Yan could only sneer, "How can you be angry with this appearance?"

"You ride a horse..."

The tip of the knife pierced the throat, but avoided the main artery, and the blood still flowed out. The assassin looked shocked, the pain spread from the throat, and the blood flowed out from the throat.

Feng Xi was dumbfounded, how cruel.

What a tyrant!
And Ling Yan watched his blood flow continuously, the assassin's face was nearly pale, and his spirit was close to collapse. Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that the process of waiting for death is full of infinite fear and imagination.

The assassin at the moment is.

"Aren't you going to explain something?" Ling Yan leaned closer, took out the handkerchief in his sleeve and pressed it on the bleeding wound, his movements were very gentle, but his eyes were cold and bloody, which made people shudder.

"Say something, just die happily. If you don't say anything, then maybe you can taste more happiness and feel the joy of death. It's very interesting, right?"

These words made people shudder, the assassin couldn't hold on after holding on for a few minutes, and explained everything.

Feng Xi watched from afar, admiring this kind of ruthlessness. If she had such a heart, she would have already completed countless assassination missions!
And this person didn't get a good death either. Although he died happily, his body was sent by Lu Su on horseback in the middle of the night and hung outside the city gate.

(End of this chapter)