Shang Jiuge still didn't know the name of the pigeon he saw that day.

But it doesn't matter anymore, Shang Jiuge never thought to know its name, he just needs to remember that it is delicious.

At this time, this similar white pigeon stopped on He Ping's finger, He Ping gently rubbed the pigeon's head with his hand, and then removed the copper tube tied to the pigeon's ankle, and with a slight lift of his fingers, the pigeon flew down He Ping's hand.

He Ping immediately raised his chopsticks to pick out the snow-white tofu in the tofu soup in front of him, and then threw it out, at the moment when he was about to land, the tofu block that was originally the size of a mahjong tile was instantly broken into a small piece the size of a mung bean, and it was broken to the ground, and the white pigeon made an excited cooing sound, and then jumped in front of the tofu in a row and began to peck at it.

In fact, for pigeons, they will not refuse tofu, a food that is a good example of coarse grains.

He Ping continued to take out two or three pieces of tofu and feed them to the pigeons, and only then did she open the copper pipe sent by the pigeons, and there was still a thin piece of mulberry paper inside, which was basically the usual routine of the hive to transmit messages.

However, after coming to Bianliang, the hive base camp, the hive's reaction was relatively sluggish.

Today is the third day that Fang Bei and his party have come to Bianliang.

On the first day of staying, the second day was mainly to solve the matter of the thief Yan Leishan in the East Factory, and by the way, he sent Xiangrui back to Guo Sheng as quickly as possible.

Today is the third day, and I thought that time would pass like this, and everyone happily ate tofu and sang songs together.

As a result, the pigeons arrived.

He Ping finished reading the contents of the mulberry paper, and then handed the mulberry paper to Fang Bie beside him, Fang Bei nodded, and as a result, the mulberry paper saw that the hairpin flower was written in black and white on the paper, and the handwriting was beautiful and beautiful.

"Three days later, the West Lake is a small building, and the hive gathering, I must come."

There is no inscription, only a bright red bee is drawn, sketched in simple strokes, but it can be described as unexpressive.

Fang Bei smiled, handed the mulberry paper in his hand to Xue Ling again, Xue Ling quickly looked at it, and then handed it to Sheng Junqian beside him, and after a while, this mulberry paper was passed in the hands of everyone in the Xiao Soul Inn, and finally returned to He Ping's hand.

The white pigeon had already eaten all the tofu and flew away, while He Ping twisted his fingers lightly, and the mulberry paper in his hand was as if it had been cut by countless sharp blades, and it was instantly shattered in He Ping's hands.

"What do you think?" He Ping looked at everyone and said calmly.

"What else can you see? Go. Shang Jiu Ge was the first to say.

Then Shang Jiu Ge paused, only then did he react and whispered, "Can I go?" ”

Shang Jiuge really wanted to go.

I especially want to go.

"I can't." Don't even think about it.

"You're too famous to go." The boy said.

Obviously, your reputation for Ling Hu Chong is not smaller than mine. Shang Jiuge thought in his heart, but still didn't say it: "Is it okay for me to change my appearance?" ”

"No, you can't stop you if you want to fight." Don't refuse cruelly.

"Okay." Shang Jiu Ge was really a little unhappy.

Although she admitted that Fang Bei was right, Shang Jiuge was the kind of person who was easy to see and enjoy, and he was more straightforward.

"How many people can go?" Ningxia said quietly on the side.

In fact, Ningxia's identity is a little more subtle.

"I don't know, but more is certainly not better." Fang Bei said lightly: "And in order to prevent the other party from stealing the house, there are also a few weighty characters here." ”

There are almost five characters in the Sky Soul Inn.

That is, Wuhu, ah, no, it's the Five Tigers of the Soul.

He Ping, Fang Bei, Hei Wu, Dragon Boat Festival, Shang Jiuge.

These five first-grade realms are almost the top combat power of the Xiao Soul Inn, and no matter which sect they are placed in, they can be regarded as the level of the sect elder mountain gate protector.

Actually, that's pretty much the case.

Under normal circumstances, He Ping plays the role of guarding the house, after all, He Ping guards the house, it is really basically foolproof, and people outside can wave at will.

"Me?" You can't drink tofu soup during the Dragon Boat Festival, after all, it is a broth made of crucian carp, but simple tofu can still be eaten, whether it is fried tofu or boiled tofu, and then drizzled with a little sesame oil and vinegar, it is a very delicious breakfast.

"Yes, you." Fang Bei looked at the Dragon Boat Festival and nodded.

The Dragon Boat Festival is the most suitable role for guarding the house.

The strength is very strong, deeply hidden, and it looks harmless to humans and animals.

Of course, the Dragon Boat Festival and Shang Jiuge have the same thing in that their identities are a bit special, and they are not suitable for frequent attendance on some sensitive occasions.

"Can I go then?" Sheng Junqian still wants to see the world.

"It's miserable to not be able to beat others in the place." Fang Bei looked at Sheng Junqian: "Are you sure Sheng Gongzi wants to go?" ”

"Gan!" Sheng Junqian was stabbed by Fang Bei in an instant.

After joining the Sky Soul Inn again, Sheng Junqian felt more and more that he had a limit.

What kind of evil are those guys around!

"Settled." In fact, Sheng Gongzi has a good point, that is, he is very self-aware, after all, Sheng Gongzi has really been in the rivers and lakes for ten years, and the night rain in the rivers and lakes has been ten years, and he has experienced a lot of ups and waves during the period.

So Fang Bei didn't mind Sheng Junqian's jokes.

"If you want to come, I can add a place for you."

"But honestly, there might be a fight after you come over."

"So it's up to you."

Hearing that there was going to be a fight, Sheng Junqian was a little empty.

He's not fighting in vain, he's fighting in vain.

The opponents he met with Fang Bei would be one or two notches higher, which made Sheng Junqian really frustrated.

"That." Sheng Junqian did not turn on the royal sonar, but made a decision after thinking about it quickly.

"I'm keeping home."

“Ok.” Fang Bei smiled and nodded: "In that case, the person who will go to the West Lake Xiaozhu in three days has already been determined." ”

"Are you sure?" Xue Ling looked surprised.

"Yes, definitely." Fang Bei nodded.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at himself; "Me."

He Ping, who was dressed in green, pointed again: "Sister Ping." ”

Then he pointed to Hei Wu, who had already eaten the third bowl of tofu soup: "Hei Wu." ”

Finally, he looked at Xue Ling, who looked surprised.

Xue Ling looked at Fang Bei: "No." ”

Fang Bei nodded: "Yes." ”

"And you."

"Lin Xue."

"Me?" Xue Ling really didn't expect that he still had a chance to play: "Can I?" ”

"You're my partner, my wings, of course." Fang Bei said as a matter of course, and Xue Ling was in a trance for a while.

As Fang Bie's strength became stronger and stronger, Xue Ling felt that he was getting farther and farther away from Fang Bie's position even though he was working very hard.

Until now, Fang Bei reiterated the fact that Xue Ling was his bee wing, and Xue Ling was still a little incredible.

"Any objections?" Fang Bei looked around, looked at everyone, and asked.