Just now, Zhang Yang's voice came out again, and his words were already filled with a hint of murderous intent. His eyes at Liu Ling became much colder.

Li Maoquan looked at it, but he looked like he suddenly realized. Zhang Yang had told him before that Liu Ling was extremely determined and wanted to get news from her mouth, she must have her handle.

Zhang Yang's approach is even simpler. No matter how smart Liu Ling is, she has a high status among the witch clan, but she has another identity, that is, being a mother.

Zhang Yang naturally knew that as a mother, no one could feel at ease with his children. This is why Zhang Yang threatened her with her children.

As for Zhang Yang's helplessness, even Li Mao was overestimated.

Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Yang's words, a trace of entanglement flashed in Liu Ling's eyes. After thinking for a while, her expression became firm.

"Zhang Yang, tell me, what do you want to know?"

Then, Liu Ling sighed and said something like this.

After seeing Liu Ling's expression, Zhang Yang was not surprised at all. It was obvious that everything was within his expectations.

"How many people are there in this group of dead soldiers? So what are the strengths?"

Zhang Yang did not hesitate at all and said such words directly. Naturally, he wanted to solve these things earlier. After all, there was not much time left for him.

"I'll tell you these things, are you really not going to attack my son?"

Liu Ling was most concerned about this matter, so she couldn't help but question Zhang Yang.

"Madam Liu, a real man speaks with all his words, so I will naturally not go back on his word." Zhang Yang smiled softly when he heard this, waved his hand and said, after looking at Liu Ling for a few times, he continued to speak, "Of course, if what you said does not match the information I control, it is not only you, but even your son will pay the price for it."

"Okay, if that's the case, I'll tell you."

Liu Ling still agrees with Zhang Yang's character. She knows very well in her heart that Zhang Yang's character is indeed very good. Otherwise, if it were changed,

As someone else, I'm afraid she's already dead.

But since Liu Ling fell into Zhang Yang's hands, she had not suffered any inhuman torture, and even the person who interrogated her was not tortured. If this were in the past, Liu Ling would never dare to think about it.

What's more, in Liu Ling's eyes, since these dead soldiers have come to Twelve Houses, it will be a matter of time before they can be exposed, so it's better to just follow Zhang Yang's intention.

After coming back to his senses, Liu Ling found that Zhang Yang's eyes had been on her. After he hesitating for a moment, she said, "Zhang Yang, tell you the truth. If these dead soldiers were really transferred, I'm afraid you wouldn't be able to stop them."

"As far as I know, two of these dead soldiers have already broken through to the realm of Martial Saint. At that time, your talent is indeed very strong. If you go through a few years, these people will really not be able to make any storms in front of you. However, your strength is far from enough."

Obviously, even Liu Ling admires Zhang Yang from the bottom of her heart. To be honest, if time could go back, Liu Ling would definitely persuade the Witch King not to be enemies with Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang smiled softly, but didn't say much, quietly waiting for Liu Ling's following.

"There were twenty-four dead soldiers back then, and six died today, only eighteen left. But even so, it can still pose a fatal threat to you."

Since they had already said this, Liu Ling naturally would not hide it at all, and then she explained the details of these eighteen people clearly.

There is no doubt that Liu Ling’s actions can be said to be betraying the witch clan. Of course, she is helpless. As a parent, who will watch her children be threatened by their lives?

After a while, Liu Ling paused.

Before Zhang Yang could come back to his senses, Liu Ling added again, "Zhang Yang, now I have done what you said, and I hope you can keep your promise."

After hearing Liu Ling's words, Zhang Yang came to his senses and couldn't help but smile, responded softly, and a faint voice came out, "Madam Liu, don't worry, keep it here. When I come next time, the witch clan is probably destroyed, and you can be let go at that time."

As the sound fell, Zhang Yang stood up and wanted to walk outside.

After hearing this, Liu Ling was confused. In her heart, since Zhang Yang knew that there were so many masters in the witch clan, his expression should have become nervous, why didn’t he react at all, and even felt that he was sure to win.

After seeing Liu Ling's expression, Zhang Yang chuckled softly, thought for a while, and then explained, "Madam Liu, I'm really sorry, I just deceived you, and the Witch King didn't summon those dead soldiers at all."

"Wu Tingyun has been seriously injured by me for a long time, and now she is unconscious. How could the Witch King learn this news from his mouth? As for their proactive attack on the 12th Korean ancestors, it is even more nonsense. Now only a few people know that you are here, and the news has not spread at all."

After hearing Zhang Yang's words, Liu Ling's expression suddenly changed. She knew more than anyone else that she had fallen into Zhang Yang's plan.

More importantly, Liu Ling knew very well that if she exposed the information of this group of dead soldiers, she would likely kill the witch clan.

"Okay, Mrs. Liu, you should keep it here with peace of mind."

Before Liu Ling could speak, Zhang Yang left this sentence and walked directly outside.

Seeing this, Li Maoquan naturally did not dare to hesitate at all. He hurriedly followed. After taking a few steps, he couldn't help but look at Liu Ling a few more times. A strange light appeared in his eyes, but he became more and more impressed by Zhang Yang.

In Li Maoquan's eyes, Liu Ling is known as the military advisor of the witch clan, but now she is played with by Zhang Yang, which is enough to prove Zhang Yang's strength.

"Zhang Yang, you must die a bad death."

Looking at Zhang Yang's back as he was leaving, Liu Ling was anxious and quickly shouted angrily. The sound fell, and a large mouthful of blood was spit out of Liu Ling's mouth, obviously because Zhang Yang was very angry.

But Zhang Yang didn't even look back, but Li Maoquan looked at Liu Ling a few times, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Chapter completed!