Erlang Zhenjun raised his head and looked at Assasin hanging on the pole like a drying robe in the air, his mind was tangled and his expression was complicated. He came to look for He Yuting, but only found a big man who used eight bamboo poles to prop himself up to dry.

Erlang Zhenjun: "......" eyes rolled angrily.

Just now, Mustard Seed Mo suddenly came to him to complain - the beloved woman was actually fascinated by a bewitching-looking man, and she didn't recognize her six relatives, and she just wanted to live and fly with a wild man. At that time, Erlang Zhenjun laughed. Others don't know what kind of virtue Yao Qianyi is, but he does. The current Yao Qianyi is not Yao Qianyi herself, of course she will not treat mustard foam squarely. The real Yao Qianyi would not fall in love with a very perverted BOSS at all, and she didn't organize people to kill this BOSS on the spot, which was already very face-saving for Ogihua Palace.

But now, Erlang Zhenjun looks at this man in all kinds of unpleasant ways. If it weren't for the fact that he had dispersed his spiritual sense, how could Xiao Wu's aura disappear in the search range? This man is not only the plague of mustard foam, but also his plague. Erlang Zhenjun secretly made a decision, but on the surface, he still shot with a spear and cut off all eight bamboo poles of Assasin in one go. The poor man fell, his posture was very ugly, completely inconsistent with the temperament of the deity, and he fell and ate.

The man was just dressed in Assasin's skin. Erlang Zhenjun dared to assert so. I just don't know what kind of remnant soul is inside.

Huang Jiexi stood quietly at the corner of the courtyard, seeing that there was no conflict between the two sides, she breathed a long sigh of relief. "It's too eye-catching for us to stand here in the middle of the night, so let's go back to the teahouse first." Huang Jiexi glanced at Erlang Zhenjun lightly, "It just so happens that I have something to say to you." Erlang Zhenjun didn't take a second look at Assasin, who was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't get up at all, and threw his sleeves first.

Carter jumped up to the ground and helped her.

"Where's your mask?" He Yuting asked quietly.

Carter replied sullenly, "He picked it up." ”

He Yuting's heart sank, and she finally remembered that she was now playing the role of Assasin. She gritted her teeth and stood up, and followed Huang Jiexi and Erlang Zhenjun back to the teahouse step by step. The lampshade of the small shop in the middle of the night was bright, but except for a few NPCs present who also made the action of drinking tea and drinking, it was quiet and there was no figure around.

The four of them returned to the private room. I spent another sum of money to order a table of good dishes. The one who paid was Carter. Erlang Zhenjun looked at the table full of expensive dishes, and his brows didn't move. He raised his head, and his sharp gaze swept across He Yuting's mask on the other side. He Yuting's heart trembled, and she was worried that he would ask him to take off his mask. However, his gaze swept over smoothly and fell on Huang Jiexi's face.

"You have been possessed for too long, and it will cause an undue burden to the owner of this body." Jiro Zhenjun said, "It's time to consider withdrawing." "If there is no one around him, he speaks astonishingly with one mouth. He Yuting muttered, didn't he care about other people's opinions at all? But now her face is covered by a mask, and she can't show a surprised expression for Jiro Zhenjun to see.

At this time, Erlang Zhenjun seemed to sense the thoughts in her heart, and turned his gaze back to look at her casually. "Don't you want to take your mask off, Assasin? Everyone here knows who you really are. ”

Carter buried his head deeply, holding a spoon and wrestling with the white rabbit pudding in front of him.

Huang Jiexi looked at her with a blank expression. She caught a twinkle of disapproval from under Huang Jiexi's eyes.

"No, I think it's nice to wear a mask like this."

"Yes, yes," Carter had just raised his head, and the eyes of a pair of Kamijiro Zhenjun immediately lowered their heads again, and their voices were an octave shorter. "Maybe someone will burst in? Just now, I was careless, and I hit it squarely. Katke doesn't know who it is, creating an atmosphere where accidents can happen at any time.

Jiro Zhenjun does not force others. He looked at Huang Jiexi again, waiting for his eldest cousin's answer. Although he was waiting, he had an unquestioning expression on his face, as if he was saying that if Huang Jiexi did not agree to withdraw, he would immediately use force with him.

For the sake of Jiuxiao Xuan's face, He Yuting secretly howled in her heart, Erlang, shouldn't you behave more gently?

That's Jiuxiao Xuan's big cousin! It's really a big cousin without a little moisture.

Huang Jiexi nodded and smiled, "Yes." But only if you hand over Long Jiu to me. ”

"Nope."

Huang Jiexi's eyes rolled slightly. She had already heard from He Yuting the reason why Erlang Zhenjun refused to hand over, but now she couldn't show her feet that she knew the truth. She had to induce Jiro to repeat the reason again. Although Erlang Zhenjun has been in the top position for a long time, he has long been unaccustomed to explaining his motives to others. She had to try.

"Why?"

Erlang Zhenjun really showed a very unhappy expression. He must have regarded Huang Jiexi as his subordinate. He only needs subordinates who are obedient and act according to orders, not a subordinate who always asks himself questions and questions his instructions.

He Yuting looked nervously at the palm of his hand on the table, and suddenly clenched into a fist. Nervous, and a little confused. When did Jiro become so angry? Why was he willing to sigh and hold her in his arms and explain his motives without allowing another to challenge his veto? For a moment, she was very worried that Erlang Zhenjun would rise up from the table, and she would fight with Cousin Huang Jiexi if she didn't agree with her. Cousin Huang Jiexi is now in a state of possession, and she was injured before, and now her strength is less than half of what she was in her heyday. If the two really fight, does she want to identify herself and then insert herself in the middle?

Carter eliminated the White Rabbit Pudding and quietly moved the banana boat in front of him.

Huang Jiexi gave her a stern look. "Qi'er, eat less ice-attribute aura food, and be careful of stomach pain."

"Oh." Carter thought that the eldest sister was facing Mai Mang with Erlang Zhenjun, and she would definitely not notice herself. Unexpectedly, Huang Jiexi's actions were leaky. In frustration, she pushed the banana boat back into place. Huang Jiexi took it and dug spoonful by spoonful, seeing Carter's eyes widen.

Huang Jiexi narrowed her eyes like a cunning fox and looked at Erlang Zhenjun. "You give me a reason to give up on Long Jiu."

Jiro Zhenjun said, "I need her." ”

I know it's not what it means. He Yuting was still breathless. Her breathing, which suddenly became heavy, was particularly clear in the dark silence of the room.

Jiro Zhenjun looked at it.

She secretly exhaled a cloudy breath.

Huang Jiexi hit the snake with the stick, giggling. "I thought you only needed Xiao Wu, but I didn't expect that even Long Jiu wanted it? Could it be that the marriage of Guangtian makes you know the taste of the marrow, and knows the blessing of the left and the right......"

"Shut up!" Erlang Zhenjun drank violently. Both He Yuting and Carter jumped in fright. The ambiguous glimmer hit Erlang Zhenjun's face, setting off a trace of hideousness on his face, as terrifying as a demon. I don't know if it's an illusion, but when her butt rests on the chair again, she seems to see Erlang Zhenjun glaring at her suspiciously. No way? She didn't do anything, huh? Is it recognized? He Yuting blinked, looked carefully, and found that Erlang Zhenjun didn't look at her at all. He just glared at Huang Jiexi viciously. He said: "You should never advance in front of Xiao Wu with this kind of words, never!" She's too sensitive, and I don't want to misunderstand her again. If someone makes her hurt again this time, I won't care about any emotion and let that person's soul fly away on the spot. When he spoke threateningly, his eyes stared at Huang Jiexi without blinking. Even her closest relatives showed no mercy. ”

He Yuting was obviously wearing a fox mask, but she couldn't help but lower her head. Her vision was blurred, and water droplets whispered softly on the inside of the mask.

Erlang Zhenjun took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "I need that woman as bait." ”

Huang Jiexi's tense body softened slightly, and she asked softly, "What bait?" ”