Chapter Forty-Eight: Honesty is not self-deception

After dinner, Ling Feifei was very satisfied when he saw the windswept table on the table, after all, it was the first time he had a meal with Xiao Hei, and he still paid great attention to his appearance. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

But for the first time, I found that Xiao Hei's appearance when he was dining was really intoxicating, so elegant that watching him eat has also become a beautiful landscape, and the ancients said: beautiful and delicious! Sure enough, I can't deceive me.

Seeing that he was still not as greasy as before the meal, his ruddy thin lips were closed one by one, and he was indescribably elegant and noble.

"Hehe, Xiao Hei, have you eaten enough?" He just casually took a few bites of light dishes, would he not be full? Only then did he remember to care about him, and naturally he was flattering and clamped a lot for him, but he didn't stop him, but just picked them out one by one.

"Well......" can be regarded as a response. Since she had also eaten the meal, she had also stayed for a long time, so naturally she didn't have the intention of accompanying her anymore, "This king has gone out......"

Ling Feifei didn't stop him, he watched him get up and walk out with a smile, Xiao Hei is also well-behaved today, and he is not as repulsive to himself as before, and he is really sincere, and the fine stone is open.

When I got up, I accidentally saw the object on the desk, took a closer look, picked it up and looked at it for a long time, and then returned to its place thoughtfully.

Xiao Hei, is he investigating Wu Qi's affairs?

During that time, I also heard rumors and rumors in the market, saying that this Wu Qi was the general judgment of Huaicheng, and the local officials, who had no will, left their posts without permission, and only came to Los Angeles and hid in the inn.

Since he was sentenced to Huaicheng and knew about the affairs of the local governor, what did he know?

Naturally, it has become a street talk, everyone has their own opinions, Ling Feifei just laughed it off, I am afraid that there are naturally a lot of interests behind it.

Let Chu Mo go to explore some information in advance, and then make a conclusion, it involves Xiao Hei, where can he still sit?

I was most afraid that this matter would be very involved, in case someone wanted to kill Xiao Hei, Ling Feifei's eyes floated with a trace of worry.

"Pearl, feed the yellow bird, I'll let her run for me." As soon as Ling Feifei returned to his dormitory, he instructed Zhu'er to do this.

Zhu'er saw that Ling Feifei's expression was rare and serious, and she did not hesitate, and went to feed the yellow bird and fetch it.

Ling Feifei tied the stuffed note to the bird's leg, and then said affectionately, "Bird, bird, it's going to be hard for you, go and come back quickly!" ā€

The yellow bird squeaked a few times as if it was human, sniffed the smell of Ling Feifei's hand carefully, and then flew away from the window.

"Zhu'er, you go out with me, I'm afraid that some of my things will fall on the Rifle Inn." Ling Feifei turned his head to Zhu'er and said.

"I'm afraid that after so many days, I can't find it for a long time, right?" Zhu'er also learned later that Ling Feifei had been living in the inn during that time, and it was only after a long time that the young lady remembered that something had fallen.

"It's okay, the boss closed the door temporarily on the day I left, so we can think of a trip."

"Miss, you're not going to trespass again, are you?" Zhu'er had a bitter face, naturally knowing Ling Feifei's intentions.

"What do you say?" Ling Feifei was in a rare mood.

"Huh?" Zhu'er immediately stepped off her little face, no, round face.

When the master and servant turned in from the backyard, and went all the way in, sure enough, the inn was deserted, and it looked like no one had come for a long time, and there was a thin layer of dust on the floor and railing.

Ling Feifei was very familiar with it, and came to Wu Qi's room with the route in his memory, thinking that after the accident, the boss asked people to clean the room, and the blood stains in the house were long gone, and the ornaments had long been restored to their original state.

Just don't pay attention to it, but there is a pair of inconspicuous footprints in this room, I think there is not a lot of dust accumulated in this room when I came, but it is not conspicuous, at this moment it is a little eye-catching, this is a pair of women's feet? It's very small, and it looks like someone is coming uninvited after the inn closes.

Ling Feifei stopped Zhu'er from lifting her legs to enter the house, and Zhu'er rubbed her arms unconsciously, "Miss, in this broad daylight, how do I feel panicked, a gloomy wind blows on my back." ā€

The timid maid, Ling Fei flew up to tease, and said faintly, "Don't you know that an official died in this room?" I heard that the death was extremely miserable, and the house was full of blood, and even the intestines were bleeding......"

"Ahh Zhu'er hurriedly covered Ling Feifei's mouth, "Miss, don't scare me!" "I thought that this inn was cold and weird, but I knew that the young lady liked to play tricks, although I knew that she was very likely to say jokes, but it was inevitable that my heart would seep panic.

Suddenly, he felt that there was a cold air coming in front of him, and the sword light flashed, and Zhu'er hurriedly used his body to knock Ling Feifei away, but the sword light did not retract, and went straight towards the two people who fell to the side.

Ling Feifei was naturally surprised, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, there was still someone lurking here, but it was the person who was that night? Although I fought with him for a short time that night, the sword moves were the same, and there was no place to whirlwind, and I wanted to kill myself.

Ling Feifei quickly pulled out the thin blade Chu Xue from his waist, and with a hissing "ding-" sound, the moment the two top-level weapons collided, as if they had encountered a strong opponent, releasing sword qi from each other.

The other party pressed forward step by step, and Ling Feifei did not back down, cruising and the opponent's offensive, every move was resolved and invisible.

Zhu'er, who was sitting on the ground, couldn't help but be stunned, when did the young lady recover her internal strength, as if she was a little more refined than before, at this time she felt a little dazzled, Ling Feifei's blue figure had been entangled with the other party, extremely fast, only the sound of weapons converging in the air could be heard, and for a while it was impossible to tell who was up and who was down.

The other party was dressed in black, and he couldn't see his face clearly at the moment, but he felt that a pair of deep eyes seemed to have a bit of bloodlust, faint pleasure, and he must have not met an opponent for a long time, and it was inevitable that he would be a little competitive.

Ling Feifei smiled in his heart, this person is by no means a Jianghu rat, if he wants to attack again, he is afraid that it will not be possible, he has already taken precautions in one move, the longer he is at a disadvantage, the internal force has just recovered, how can he afford to wear it for so long?

Then he shouted, "Pearl! ā€

"Huh?" Zhu'er didn't understand why Miss suddenly drank herself, she didn't know yet, she asked herself to help her?

But how can your own triangular cat kung fu help?

Ling Feifei secretly scolded her for being stupid, at this time, she used the Ecstasy Grass, and the master and servant didn't understand the cooperation, and the man in black listened to Ling Feifei's call, so he naturally increased his guard, and wanted to get a result while dealing with Ling Feifei.

"Ahh Help me! Zhu'er hugged her head and roared, running away like an inn, being chased and killed for the first time in her life, damn, scared to death.

The man was obviously stunned for a moment, how could he meet an idiot, and at this moment, a tingling pain swept through his arm, and the faint smell of blood quickly spread.

Just as he was about to fight back, Ling Feifei, who listened, smiled, "You still taste the taste of psychedelic powder?" He had withdrawn his weapon and looked at him with a smile.