Tang Xiaocheng's eyes deepened a little: "As far as I know, he is the most suspicious." ”

The streets are lined with stalls on the left and right, and people pass by them. Shu Xiaoen pursed her lips and was silent, and sighed for a long time, "Then why did you tell me? We don't seem to know each other, right?"

Tang Xiaocheng's footsteps froze, but the smile on his face deepened a little.

He raised his head, glanced at the vendor selling sugar gourds on the side of the street, and asked her, "Shall I invite you to eat sugar gourds?" "A long time ago, there was a grumpy girl who asked him with a smile in front of him: I don't eat this, I don't eat that, so I have to ask you to eat my favorite sugar gourd.

Shu Xiaoen was a little surprised, because she saw a warm smile in Tang Xiaocheng's eyes.

Somehow, she couldn't say anything about refusal, and she nodded.

Tang Xiaocheng walked over quickly, took two strings, handed one to her, and wrapped the other one in paper. Shu Xiaoen took a string and glanced at Tang Xiaocheng suspiciously, I don't know if it was an illusion, she always felt that the expression on his face softened a little.

"Thank you. Shu Xiaoen said a little awkwardly.

The Wei Xiaoen she pretended to be had an ordinary appearance, and she was not very familiar with Tang Xiaocheng. As far as she knows, Tang Xiaocheng shouldn't be such a casual person, right?

And it's just right......

Shu Xiaoen took a bite of the sweet and sour hawthorn. She couldn't help but think of it - she subconsciously looked up at Tang Xiaocheng, whose eyes were as usual, but his facial lines were a little softer than before.

Will you know that she is pretending to be a worker?

The more Shu Xiaoen thought about it, the more she felt that it was very possible, and her heartbeat was suddenly frightened by her own thoughts, and she jumped nervously.

Seeing her very nervous appearance, Tang Xiaocheng couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips and smiled shallowly.

"Don't you want to know where that person has been in the past few days?" Tang Xiaocheng took the initiative to ask.

Shu Xiaoen spit the hawthorn onto the paper folded into corners, raised his eyelids with a smile and looked at Tang Xiaocheng, "Naturally I want to know." After a pause, "It's just that I have one more thing I want to know......

Tang Xiaocheng raised his eyebrows, staring at the smile that rose on her face.

"What?" said Tang Xiaocheng.

"How do you know me?" Shu Xiaoen smiled, "We seemed to be ...... before There's nothing to cross, is there?"

Tang Xiaocheng pursed his lips. In Shu Xiaoen's opinion, he seemed to be stuck in a difficult question to answer, and he looked pensive.

While Shu Xiaoen was waiting for him to answer, he ate two more hawthorns...... Outcome...... As if he had forgotten the question, he remained silent all the way. When he was almost done shopping around this lively street, he still didn't answer.

Shu Xiaoen was secretly annoyed, and said in a low voice: "What did you want to tell me just now?

Tang Xiaocheng said: "He went to see the people of the Kneeling Fire Sect. ”

He still remembered the boiling rumors that spread at that time that Fu Xing of Sea Medicine City was killed by Ya Enming of the Kneeling Fire Sect...... And Fu Xing, he knew that the missing Fu Xing was Gong Xunhuan's mother......

When he heard the news, and what he saw later, he couldn't help but worry from the bottom of his heart, so he ran to find her.

Even if he told Shu Xiaoen what he knew, it would make him quietly follow Saiyang that night, escape from death, and his identity would be revealed to Xianyang, causing him to kill, he didn't care.

It's just that when he lowered his eyelids to look at her, he inexplicably felt a trace of regret. At that moment, he saw a trace of pain in her eyes, a kind of loneliness and disappointment of being betrayed.

Shu Xiaoen bit down a hawthorn and smiled reluctantly, but his brows were tightly wrung uncontrollably.

I don't know if Ya Enming is still a member of the Kneeling Fire Cult?

If it is counted, then Ya Enming followed Bai Lixiu's side, and now he is going to find someone from the Kneeling Fire Sect again...... The map of Wuye Island was stolen again, and the festival happened to go out again that night......

There were too many coincidences, a series of jumps in Shu Xiaoen's mind, she couldn't believe it, these were just coincidences.

Could it be that Saiyang is like Ya Enming, making some kind of deal behind her back, and I don't know when I will sell her? This thought flashed, but Shu Xiaoen's heart was sour.

"Have you been all these days?" Shu Xiaoen turned her head and looked at Tang Xiaocheng's face, she saw a trace of pity in his eyes, and saw that he acquiesced to her question, and became curious again, "Saiyang's sense of smell is very sensitive, how did you hide from it?"

If it was someone else's intelligence to Tang Xiaocheng, it might be fake. If Tang Xiaocheng saw it with his own eyes, or could he give a reasonable explanation......

Shu Xiaoen was a little entangled, and suddenly hoped that Tang Xiaocheng would not tell her the answer. Anyway, she is nothing now, she can't do anything, and she is bound everywhere, even if she knows something, it's just a little more psychological.

Shu Xiaoen lowered his head and chewed on the hawthorn, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Tang Xiaocheng resisted the thought of touching her hair to comfort her, he was silent for a long time, and said softly: "I took a pill that can hide my breath for a short period of time. ”

Shu Xiaoen raised his head, looked at Tang Xiaocheng very seriously, and muttered, "No matter what purpose you tell me this, I have to thank you!"

It was evening, and the flow of people coming and going increased, and the hawthorn that Shu Xiaoen was holding in his hand did not hold, and was squeezed out by two people who hurried by, and fell to the dusty ground.

Shu Xiaoen squatted down, wrapped the string of sugar gourds in paper, and threw them to a special place for garbage on the side.

To her surprise, Tang Xiaocheng handed Shu Xiaoen the unopened string of hawthorns in his hand.

"Eat. Tang Xiaocheng said lightly, "I don't eat sweets." ”

Shu Xiaoen wanted to say something, but he couldn't find anything to say for a while, so he silently reached over and took the hawthorn handed over, and the thoughts that flashed in his mind couldn't be held back, and he jumped out directly, "You already know?"

Tang Xiaocheng smiled, didn't nod or shake his head, just stared at her face.

There had been so many misfortunes in her previous identity. Today's life is said to have become the sister of Wei Dongming's sacrifice in the divination city. Tang Xiaocheng also hopes that she will live happily.

Most of the people in the Suo Po Continent think that the demon cultivator may have been killed by Gong Xunhuan, and once her identity is revealed, I am afraid it will only add a psychological burden to her......

"What do you know?" Tang Xiaocheng asked her with a smile under her slightly embarrassed expression.

Shu Xiaoen was about to say something, but he raised his head as if he had a feeling, and at a glance he saw Saiyang holding Bo An, followed by Yao'er, and the three of them all walked towards them.