Fang Bei's logic made Xue Ling feel impeccable.

Although it is very shameless, it is impeccable, Xue Ling admitted.

This in itself is a flaw.

Did she ever think about deliberately answering a question incorrectly?

Maybe I thought about it, but I didn't dare.

Fang Bei's attitude and expression before made Xue Ling almost confirm that he would die here if he answered a question incorrectly, or be eliminated.

Therefore, every question is on the edge of the abyss, and strive to answer the best.

The professionalism trained by Jin Yiwei and her own calm and cautiousness helped her a lot, so that she could perfectly play the role of this Lin Xue, including Lin Xue's resume when she was trained by the hive.

But-she did it too perfectly, whether Lin Xue could be so perfect, Xue Ling didn't know.

She just believes that if she is Lin Xue, then she will still not change her current answer.

At this time, the girl only felt that her lips were dry, and it was a complete loss of hope.

She opened her mouth, but for a moment she couldn't make a sound.

"And then?" Xue Ling tried hard again before he heard his own voice.

It was ethereal and dry, as if it didn't belong to its own voice.

"Let's go back." Fang Bei said quietly. "I don't accept you as my wing."

"Where are you going?" This time it was Xue Ling's turn to ask.

"Go back to where you came from." Fang Bei said.

He took out the usual copper coin from his arms, and it looked like about 100 yuan: "If there is no entanglement, this is what I gave you." ”

Where to come back? Xue Ling silently recited this sentence.

Where did she come from? Do you want to go back to where Lin Xue came from? Lin Xue came from a hive training base, but that base had been completely destroyed by Jinyiwei, and further on, Lin Xue's master was killed, his parents were killed, and his home was gone.

Where will she be able to go back?

Go back to where Xue Ling came?

She is from Yanjing, from Jinyiwei, and from Fusi, Beizhen.

But her father died, her mother died, the emperor was no longer close to her, and all her colleagues wanted her to die, so she should hang under the big poplar tree at home and kill herself, instead of having the courage to walk eight hundred miles alone with a sword and come to the Sky Soul Inn in Los Angeles, trying to complete this task that was simply to send herself to death.

"Me." Xue Ling bit her lip, and her throat choked at that moment, but she endured it and didn't want to cry in front of this guy.

It's too humiliating and too cowardly.

"I can't go back."

Xue Ling choked up and said this, then turned around and walked towards the outside of the inn.

Of course, there are no copper coins that are handed over by the recipient.

The world is so big, there is no place for her.

She used to think this was the place for her.

But don't tell her it's not here.

Xue Ling took a step, another step, his steps were vain, but he was still walking in a straight line.

When she reached the third step, someone grabbed her hand from behind.

Cold, hard hand, this was the first time she had touched the other's palm.

All he had been in contact with before was the blade of the knife that he was holding coldly around his neck.

Xue Ling turned around and saw Fang Bei, Fang Bei, who was covered with a black cloth, and smiled at her.

He took his own hand with one hand, and with the other he ripped off the black cloth from his eyes.

Beneath the black cloth were a pair of black eyes as bright as stars, but full of melancholy and mist.

"I can't go back."

Fang Bei said softly.

"So, I'll be a bee needle, and you'll be a bee wing."

"You fly me to all the places I need to go."

"I'll help you kill everyone you need to kill."

"Okay?"

……

……

It took Xue Ling a long time to accept this big up-and-down change.

At that moment, she even finally felt that this faulty assassin was not so hateful.

And, when he said those words to himself at the end, it would have been too sultry if it weren't a working term from one Assassin to another.

Would I like an assassin?

Xue Ling really wanted to ask herself.

If it was before, Xue Ling would definitely firmly say that it would never be.

After all, she is a Jinyi Guard, and her father is the commander of the Jinyi Guard, even if she won't marry a high-ranking official and nobleman who is well-matched, she will at least marry a young hero with a great reputation?

When her father was still alive, he once asked her if she would marry a champion when she grew up in the future.

When she said this, they were standing in front of the noon gate, watching the new Jinshi of Jinke walk in and prepare for the Holy Temple Examination in the palace, and she felt very amused and interesting, so her father asked her.

With her father's ability, probably which champion she likes, her father can tie him up and marry her, right?

Surely her father would not have watched her run into the hive to die, to meet such a faulty assassin, and to partner with him to kill people.

Go and kill a lot of people.

There are definitely bad people in it, but there are definitely good people too.

Even if she doesn't have to kill people with her own hands, she is still helping to do evil.

But my father died.

Completely dead.

There is no way to ask her which champion she likes again, and there is no way to come out and let Lu Yuan slap herself when she is forced to kneel down to that Lu Yuan.

She only had the last flying fish suit left as her stubborn capital, and then used this stubbornness to come here and be this assassin who aided the evil.

"I don't want it." Xue Ling remembered her answer to her father at the beginning.

"I only marry the person I like, even if he is the champion, if I don't like him, why would I marry him."

At that time, Xue Ling replied like this.

It's the same now.

She chooses to do what she loves.

Even if she came to be an assassin, but—at least she was an undercover assassin.

Thinking like this, Xue Ling couldn't help laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Fang Bei asked from the side.

Fang Bei was telling her the basic information of the Sky Soul Inn, so that she could have a bottom in her heart.

After all, he has already admitted that he is his bee wing, his partner.

"I'm laughing at you, you're not blind, but you're covered with a black cloth every day." Xue Ling said.

That's right, because it's really funny.

For example, now, Fang Bei still chooses to blindfold.

"Because Saga closes his eyes and makes himself look a little weaker." Fang Bei said.

Xue Ling didn't understand at all.

"What?"

"Because blindfolding will make others think that I am blind, and they will despise me a little, or at least they will want to take advantage of my blindness." Fang Bei corrected his statement.

It's like explaining what I said before.

"Okay, then the second question." Xue Ling looked at him.

At least Fang Bei doesn't look ugly at all, and he is also his own age, which is still very comfortable.

"Why is the Xiao Soul Inn called the Night Soul Inn?" The name is really weird!

"Originally, it was called the Ecstasy Inn." Fang Bei smiled: "Later, the proprietress found that the six doors came over to check every day, and it was still raided by the third watch in the middle of the night, so she realized the seriousness of the problem." ”

"So it became the Sky Soul Inn."

Fang Bei wrote the word ecstasy on the paper.

"But why is it called the Ecstasy Inn?" Xue Ling continued to ask.

"My name was given by the hostess." Fang Bei looked at her: "But don't call her the boss lady when you see her, call her Sister Ping." ”

Fang Bei didn't answer Xue Ling's question.

He just picked up his pen and continued writing on the piece of paper with the word ecstasy written on it.

Those who have lost their souls are just farewell.