Out of the Wind Picking Building, I followed the master every step of the way, bought a little messy snack and sat in the carriage to eat.

Feng Qihan opened the beautifully packaged sandalwood box, and a jade block was lying in it. It doesn't look like a fragment, but rather some kind of jade pendant with simple carving, but high quality jade.

He looked at it, and his face changed. He took out the things that had been in the pouch for several days and compared them with the fragment.

It was a black crescent-shaped thing that had been accidentally acquired in the wilderness. And this jade pendant can just be combined into a whole circle.

Feng Qihan raised her eyes and picked up the pear strips that she had forgotten on the side after taking the box.

The hairball pouted his buttocks, and his two fat paws were lying on Feng Qihan's knees, staring at Sydney Tiao, showing his attitude. Feng Qihan paused for a moment, turned his face away very resolutely, and then put Sydney away.

This is what the little girl named to eat, if you find that there is no more, it is estimated that you can be sad for a long time. As for this white hairball, it won't die if you let it go.

I groped for these two fragments, one was cold and piercing to the touch, the other was warm and moist, and it was very comfortable to touch.

But there are four fragments, and where are the remaining two? If you want to go back, you can't miss four pieces.

"What's wrong?" Feng Qihan snapped his fingers and put down the teacup, the tenderness in his eyes overflowing through his black eyes.

She raised the two jade pieces in her hand, her delicate and tender fingers were like slicing onions, her fingertips were a little red, and there was a semicircular crescent moon on her rose petal-like nails.

None of the ladies have such delicate hands.

She tilted her head and didn't speak, just leaned back on the carriage, holding two pieces of shards in her hand and looking at them carefully. The temperament is very casual, and it looks particularly inhumane, and it seems that in a blink of an eye, I forgot how much it cost me to buy it back. The hand holding the fragment hung by the carriage window, as if only to take a closer look through the light outside the window, but the determination that flashed between her eyebrows made one suspect that she actually wanted to throw the fragment down.

Feng Qihan didn't raise her eyelids, and with her going, it seemed that it was okay if she lost it, as long as she was happy, it didn't matter.

She didn't throw it away, she hadn't gotten to the point where a million spirit stones were thrown casually. She turned around and suddenly said, "Master, what if I leave?"

"Let's go, where do you want to go?" Feng Qihan was stunned for a short time, and almost blurted out, feeling that something was rising in his heart, like drinking a sip of boiling water, which burned all his internal organs.

He didn't want to think back to the days when she disappeared, and only then would there be something called fear that surrounded him, and he couldn't see even a glimmer of hope.

"Where you go, I'll take you there. Afraid that she would scare her, Feng Qihan lowered her eyes and tried her best to suppress her emotions, just hoping that the little girl was just talking casually, if she really wanted to leave, I was afraid that he would not agree.

He stared at the fragment for a moment.

For a moment, she really wanted to give up the only possible way back, and threw the two pieces straight out of the carriage.

It didn't matter if it was picked up or trampled to pieces by a horse's hooves, she didn't care.

Since it is a new life, she should live well, she has new friends, masters, brothers and brothers, how can she walk away?

But she hesitated.

He put away the fragments, slowly retracted into the small blanket and closed his eyes.

The curtain of the car window made a "stab" sound, a silver-white long knife cut the cloth in an instant, and a person stepped on the window, seeing the scene in the carriage, the expression behind the mask was stunned for a moment.

I thought there was only one person, but who knew that there were three pairs of eyes in the carriage.

Feng Qihan: "......"

Qiu Luo: "...... ｑａｑ”

Furball: "!!"

The hairball grunted, and when he saw that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly drilled into his arms.

Seeing that this was wrong, he got up and shrank to Feng Qihan's side.

The person who came was holding the window with one hand and a short dagger in the other, thinking about the combat effectiveness of these people in the car, and looked at his expression with a hint of sluggishness and stupidity.

As a result, in the next second, before the person could think clearly about whether to run or grab something directly, the person flew out in a spiral for more than ten meters, dusty, and fell to the ground.

"......" The owner of the Wind Picking Building has not yet destroyed his humanity in the corrosion of money, and he can be regarded as saying a human word at the end......

However, it was useless, and the assassins who should have come followed one after another, although they did not look very high. Basically, Feng Qihan didn't pull out his sword and was directly koked, and his combat effectiveness was extremely low.

Feng Qihan's explanation for this is: Anyone with a little brain will not be so stupid as not to understand the formation on the car.

Fortunately, after being harassed by the Assassins for a while, it finally stopped, and the back section of the road was unimpeded.

On a large bed carved in lacquered wood, a small quilt was wrapped tightly, trying to warm up the cold quilt with body heat.

I don't know why, the guests in the inn generally rest very early tonight, and there is not even a table downstairs to eat and drink, and it is quiet as if they are all asleep.

Next door, Luo Bei'an wiped the abrasions on his hands with the ointment he had begged from Luo Ming, handed it to his junior brother, and complained in a low voice, "What do you say is going on tonight? I was still thinking of going down and drinking some wine to warm up." ”

Liu Mingfei lowered his eyes, unscrewed the lid, dug a little and smeared it on a broken and swollen wound between his palms, and said casually, "Senior brother has been driving for a day, I'm afraid I'm not tired." ”

"Tired, tired, tired. ”

"Then let's get some rest early. Liu Mingfei glanced at him, rolled over to the only bed in the room, closed his slender eyes and fell asleep.

Luo Bei'an still had some regrets, and when he saw this, he could only untie his coat and lie on the bed.

After a long time, when the sound of breathing around him gradually calmed down, a pair of eyes quietly opened in the dark.

The next day, she was woken up by the endless sound of "cooing" on the side of the bed, she grabbed the quilt to wrap her head, and there was nothing in her mind except sleepiness, and finally she couldn't stand the noise, so she lifted the quilt.

At first glance, the hairball's hairy face had no people's facial features, but it strangely made her see a little sadness.

"Goo!!" the hairball rested its two front paws on the edge of the bed, and the dark Doudou's eyes were full of pain.

She hadn't woken up yet, but she understood, so she immediately looked over to the table, where toys and small snacks that had been furballs wrapped in a piece of silk cloth were now empty.

Place...... So, that's why it's called like this? Maybe Master, they put it up. Anyway, everyone knows that it's exclusive to hairballs, and no one will take it.

"It's okay, good girl, I'll ask them to bring it to you later. Touching the little white hair that the furball was blowing, she yawned sleepily, got dressed, and was about to go downstairs, but inadvertently saw a small blackened hole in the window paper on the door.

With just one glance, she woke up from her drowsiness and glanced back at the hairball.

"I'm afraid...... Your snacks won't come back. ”

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