51. Thorn flowers on the dagger

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"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Ian nodded and dealt with the innkeeper, smiling all over his face, "She's just my friend, just my friend, joking." ā€

The innkeeper's sharp eyes looked through the thick lenses of his glasses at Ian and Nicole, who sat on the edge of the bed. In his opinion, it must be this sloppy teenager who used gold coins to force the beautiful girl in front of him to do something that everyone knows.

But since both sides have denied it, he can't delve into it. just glanced at Nicole meaningfully and said, "Little girl, there are some things in this world that are more important than money. ā€

Nicole's face turned even redder, and she stared at her toes, not daring to look up. Ian's face was all green, and he didn't do anything, and he was put in this hat. Fortunately, the innkeeper didn't say any more, sighed softly, and bowed downstairs.

As soon as he walked to the staircase, the door behind him slammed shut, and he could only sigh: "The world is going down." ā€

......

"You, you, you. Ian pointed at Nicole's hand and trembled slightly, unable to say anything angry.

Nicole was also a little embarrassed, and said angrily: "I can't blame all this, who told you to leave your room without clothes?" and stood naked by the window. ā€

Ian thought about it, standing naked by the window did seem to be a bit perverted. No, no! Now we are not thinking about our own perversion and immutability.

"Anyway, this is my room. Ian gritted his teeth and said, "How did you get in?"

Nicole blinked and removed a wooden bun from her head. Then he smug himself and said to Ian: "I came in with this, how about it, my lockpicking skills are not bad." ā€

"Unlocking?" Ian was happy, didn't he meet his peers, and before he knew it, his anger at Nicole had subsided a lot.

"But even if you're going to steal, you'll have to wait until the evening. Ian said, "How can you pick the lock as soon as the master enters the room?"

Nicole was stunned for a moment, and her face turned rosy again, but this time she was angry: "Who told you that I am a thief?

"You're not a thief, you're going to unlock me?"

"I just wanted to show you my craft. Nicole jumped up from the bed, then stood respectfully in front of Ian, "Brother Hunter, you can take me on a mission." I've studied traps very deeply, and I'm sure I'll help you. ā€

Brother Hunter?

Ian was stunned, was he calling himself, but there seemed to be no one else here but himself.

"You're looking for the wrong person, chick. Ian replied dryly, "I'm not a hunter. ā€

"Oh, don't lie to me. Nicole grabbed Ian's arm and shook it, "Brother Hunter, I know you're the best." ā€

Ian has grown so big, and no girl has ever been spoiled by him. And Nicole is undoubtedly proficient in this way, and Ian almost fell, but he really couldn't fall because he wasn't a hunter at all. Rather, a man who wants to be a hunter.

"Slowly, slowly, slowly. Ian could only push Nicole's hand away and ask, "Where did you tell I was a hunter?"

"Still don't admit it?" Nicole's gaze began to search the room, and soon she saw the dagger Ian had placed on the table, and then pointed, "Oh, isn't that the one?"

"This knife?" Ian walked over to the table, picked up the dagger that Rudo had left him, and asked with some confusion, "What does this knife mean?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic, okay?" Nicole was a little upset, "I've found it all." If it weren't for the hunters of the hall, how could they have the totem of the thorn flower engraved on the hilt?"

Ian really didn't know that the totem of the Thorn Flower had something to do with the hall, but he could only tell Nicole that this dagger was given to him by a senior. That senior is the top hunter of the hall, Nicole didn't believe it at first, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that Ian's physique didn't look like a hunter in the hall, and finally believed this statement, and then looked extremely disappointed.

"What's going on?" Nicole let go of Ian's hand in frustration, looking unhappy, "I should have thought that you could be a certified hunter in the hall as a sissy." ā€

Sisy ......

Ian only felt that there was a mouthful of old blood blocked in his chest and he couldn't spit it out, and the woman turned her face too fast. But Ian wasn't going to stop there, he glanced down and snorted, "That's right, you're more like a man than me." ā€

Nicole hears Ian taunting her for her small breasts, and instantly transforms into a fried cat. Pounced directly on Ian and bit Ian's arm.

"Ahh

The elderly innkeeper had just come down the stairs when he heard another scream. But this time it was changed to a man, he couldn't help but keep shaking his head and muttering: "The wind is going down, the wind is going down." ā€

......

Nicole suddenly thought of something, her eyes lit up, she let go of her mouth, and said to Ian excitedly: "Hey, even if you are not a certified hunter in the hall, you can pretend with that dagger." Anyway, no one else knows, so you can go and pick up the task posted by the lobby. ā€

Ian looked down and saw that there was already an extra circle of teeth marks on his arm, and gritted his teeth and said, "You're a dog? ā€

"Oh, don't change the subject. Nicole waved her hand generously, "This page has been turned, and it has been turned." ā€

Flip over your uncle, who changed the subject? Ian was extremely depressed, how could there be such a woman like a crazy woman. I really don't want to talk to her!

"Oh, are you still angry?" Ni could see that Ian didn't speak, thinking that he was really angry, and immediately put on a flattering smile, "Boy, be generous." If it really doesn't work, I'll let you bite me to relieve your hatred. ā€

As she spoke, Nicole really rolled up her sleeves and stretched out her white arm in front of Ian, and then closed her eyes, looking like she didn't dare to look down. Ian was also a little speechless, even if he was a scoundrel, he would not bite down, but why did he feel that the scene in front of him was so familiar?

It didn't take long for Ian to remember. When he was in the snowy mountains, every time he was hippie smiling in front of the Messiah, the Messiah also looked like he didn't want to talk to him. From this point of view, he really suffered retribution.

"Forget it, I'm sorry for you. Ian pushed her hand away, and suddenly remembered what Nicole had just said.

"You mean, there's a branch in the hall here, too?"

"You don't know?" Nicole was a little surprised, and then her eyes finished the crescent, "Look, you still have to rely on me." ā€