"Aunt Tang, are you from the Tang family in East China?"

One thought flashed through each other, and Tang Luo hesitated and asked.

When Mr. Jing'an was stunned when he heard Tang Luo's words, why did he suddenly ask this?

However, she nodded: "That's right."

Is that true?

Tang Luo was a little surprised. What is the answer?

Yes, no, no.

It can be seen that Mr. Jing'an didn't mean to explain much, so he didn't ask much, even if she was.

The lay Buddhist Jing'an came from the Tang family in East China, so everything makes sense.

But why did the Tang family in East China target the Blood Prison Pavilion?

Have a grudge?

Or what?

But he couldn't ask the lay Buddhist Jing'an again. If he asked, wouldn't he doubt it?

After all, he shouldn't know this!

"Tang Luo, since you know that the Blood Prison Pavilion is going to kill you, you should also know what kind of existence the Blood Prison Pavilion is, right?"

Mr. Jing'an looked at Tang Luo and asked.

"Well, the killer organization in the ancient martial arts world is very strong."

Tang Luo nodded.

"I'm going to tell you that I have a grudge against Blood Prison Pavilion."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an said slowly.

"So, I asked the people from the Tang family to arrest the people from the Blood Prison Pavilion, and wanted to learn more about the Blood Prison Pavilion and investigate some things."

Listening to the words of Mr. Jing'an, Tang Luo's heart moved, was there any revenge?

"During the torture process, I learned that they came to Zhonghai to kill you, so I made an appointment with you."

Mr. Jing'an did not see Tang Luo's abnormality and continued.

"Tang Luo, you have extremely high talent, your realm is not low now, and your strength is not weak, but compared with the Blood Prison Pavilion, it is still much worse.

If you have a protector, it is naturally the best. If not, you must be careful of the killer of the Blood Prison Pavilion in the future...

Since they have failed, they will definitely send out a more powerful killer! Being targeted by the Blood Prison Pavilion will almost never stop!"

Mr. Jing'an said seriously.

Tang Luo looked at Mr. Jing'an, and he could see some concern from her eyes.

This concern is not disguised, but from the heart.

"Aunt Tang, I know, I will be careful."

Tang Luo nodded.

"Haha, I don't have any guardians, I'm the only one."

"There is no guardian?"

The lay Buddhist Jing'an was a little surprised. The forces behind Tang Luo were really relieved. Such a peerless genius had no protection?

"Yeah, no."

Tang Luo shook his head.

"Aunt Tang, don't you think I was trained by a major force, right? Haha, when we first met, I told you that I was an orphan."

"orphan……"

Mr. Jing'an was in a daze. Yes, he said this.

"It's because I'm an orphanage that I'm in an orphanage and want to do something for the children."

Tang Luo smiled, but behind the smile, there was a bit of bitterness.

"So, I don't have any Taoist protectors, and I don't need Taoist protectors. No matter who or who wants to kill me, I just come and see if I can kill them."

Listening to Tang Luo's words, the heart of Mr. Jing'an suddenly tightened and a little painful.

He is an orphan, and he must have suffered a lot over the years, right?

Unconsciously, her gaze when she looked at Tang Luo became extremely gentle, like a mother's gaze.

Tang Luo noticed the gaze of Mr. Jing'an, and his heart trembled.

He had felt the kind and gentle eyes of the old dean, but he had never felt it in other women.

At this moment, the gaze of the lay Buddhist Jing'an was slightly different from that of the old dean, and there were more things that he could not say.

In the private room, they became quiet for a moment, and both of them were immersed in their own world.

Slap.

The knock on the door sounded, awakening the two of them.

Mr. Jing'an withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to drink a sip of water. What happened to me just now?

Tang Luo also coughed dryly and looked at the private room door. When he opened his eyes, he was the waiter.

"Come in."

The door opened, the waiter came in, poured the water, and went out again.

"Tang Luo, I'm here to find you today. I originally had a plan and wanted to talk to you."

The lay Buddhist Jing'an calmed down and said slowly.

"Aunt Tang, you said."

Tang Luo nodded and looked respectful.

"I want to deal with the Blood Prison Pavilion, not only to deal with a few little killers, but also to the core senior management of the Blood Prison Pavilion."

Mr. Jing'an looked at Tang Luo and said.

"They want to deal with you, so I'll hide in the dark and deal with the killers they sent, so that they will arrange for more powerful people to come."

"Use me as the bait?"

Tang Luo understood as soon as he heard this.

"That's right."

Mr. Jing'an did not deny that although she did not have such an idea, this plan was like this.

"Of course, you can also refuse. As the killer becomes stronger and stronger, your danger will become greater and greater..."

Mr. Jing'an did not intend to fool Tang Luo. As long as you agree, we will protect you and wait.

Although this is also a fact, they will protect Tang Luo, who can guarantee that they can protect it?

Let’s take a step back, they can’t protect themselves for twenty-four hours. If a master comes, Tang Luo will be in danger!

So, she was going to tell Tang Luo about all the situations and let him choose for himself.

Tang Luo could naturally feel the thoughts of Mr. Jing'an, and her heart was slightly warm, but she still cared about herself from the bottom of her heart.

If it were someone else, it would definitely be a variety of tricks.

Of course, if it were someone else's words, he would probably turn against him.

It has always been true that Master Luo used others as bait, but when did he become bait?

Even if it is really a bait, he is also a person who has the layout himself!

It is safer to take your life in your own hands!

Tang Luo looked at Mr. Jing'an. If she knew that they were already their own people, what would she react?

However, even if one of them is their own, it will not have much impact on the plan.

Liu Zong failed, and the next wave of killers may not be long before they come.

Tang Luo didn’t know how powerful the next wave of killers would be, but it must be the transformation!

With his current strength, he can barely fight against the early stage of Huajin, and his initial peak is very difficult.

If the Blood Prison Pavilion really sends a mid-stage Huajin or something, then he will be in danger.

So, it is also beneficial if he promises to be this bait.

He can get protection and use the Tang family's hands to kill the next wave of killers!

"Tang Luo, you don't have to make things difficult, just think about it slowly."

When the lay Buddhist Jing'an saw that Tang Luo did not speak, he said slowly.

"Maybe this plan cannot be successful... This afternoon, the killer of the Blood Prison Pavilion we caught was rescued, and it is very likely that it was the Blood Prison Pavilion.

"Aunt Tang, it's easy for me to tell me, do you have any grudges against the Blood Prison Pavilion?"

Tang Luo looked at the lay Buddhist Jing'an and asked softly.

Hearing Tang Luo's words, Mr. Jing'an, who was picking up the cup to drink water, suddenly shook his hand and the water spilled out.
Chapter completed!