She couldn't make a sound, so she could only stare at Murong Ci with round eyes.

"Beware of the ears on the wall."

Murong Ci said in a very low voice, she knew that Murong Ci was worried, so she nodded first, indicating that she understood, and Murong Ci let go.

The wing room is not big, and it is complete.

Jiang Xiaoxiao sat down at the round table first and poured two cups of tea.

When Murong Ci came over, she asked carefully, "Isn't this inn safe?" ”

Murong Ci pointed down, and his voice was extremely low: "The group of people below look like they are killers on the rivers and lakes." ”

Killer....

"Then you still live here...."Jiang Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes.

"It's okay, Yingzhou is not as good as Baili Town, there are many people, be careful, you live alone, it's not safe."

Murong Ci seemed to be explaining to her why she only needed two upper rooms.

Jiang Xiaoxiao wanted to speak and stopped, there was only one bed in the room, and he didn't know how to sleep at night.

Before the question could be asked, there was a knock on the door.

Murong Ci got up first and went to open the door.

The voice from outside was the shopkeeper asking if he wanted hot water.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought of what Murong Ci said, and felt a little uneasy, there were a bunch of killers living in this inn, and he didn't know who he was killing.

It's not safe to think about it.

After a while, Murong Ci told her: "I'll ask Xiao Er to bring the food over in a while, and you can rest for a while." ”

Saying that, Murong Ci walked out of the house first.

I think I should have gone to talk to Ah Fan about things.

This room is not big, and Jiang Xiaoxiao is more comfortable staying alone.

This wing room is located on the second floor facing the street, and the window can be opened to see the street.

Jiang Xiaoxiao stood by the window, the window was only pressed with a thin slit, watching the people coming and going downstairs, but he was thinking in his heart, and he didn't know if the old general Murong wanted to see would be able to deal with it.

As soon as Murong Ci went to the meeting, he reported it to the capital, causing him to be killed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xiaoxiao shouted the system.

"System,What if the male protagonist hangs up?"

Murong resigned, so wouldn't she fail in her mission.

A mechanical answer immediately sounded in my head.

"The essence of the protagonist's aura is that any danger can turn evil into good."

The protagonist aura? "Then I'm the protagonist too!"

"Warm reminder, the protagonist has changed, complete the revenge task of the dark male protagonist, and the host has the right to choose whether he is the protagonist or not."

“.....”

I TM....

is a good farmer heroine, but she is not the protagonist anymore?

Forget it, anyway, the heroine of the original text is a cannon fodder, and she died in the hands of Murong Ci, so she is not a protagonist.

She complained angrily, and said: "In other words, the protagonist is the biggest, according to the Shuangwen routine, the male protagonist is all the way to the scarf and cut the thorns, the more frustrated the braver, to the top, to marry Bai Fumeibei." ”

"Warm reminder, implementing the cool text route and improving the protagonist's coolness is also one of the steps for the host to complete the task."

Jiang Xiaoxiao knew the coolness value, and inexplicably increased the coolness value before.

It's hard to say that Shuangwen is just to let the male protagonist pretend to slap his face all the way to experience the feeling of everyone looking up.

It's cool to think about.

Jiang Xiaoxiao thought that when Murong Ci went up step by step, this coolness value would naturally increase, so she was not in a hurry.

Anyway, as long as it's still two points, the first is to save enough life for herself, she's not the protagonist now, and she doesn't have the aura of that damn protagonist.

The second is Murong Ci's ascension to the throne.

"Squeak." The sound of opening the door came, Jiang Xiaoxiao turned around and saw that it was Murong Ci who had returned, and she was about to drop the window.