In the forest, birds startled.

Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie who was vomiting blood in her arms, gritted her teeth and panicked.

She didn't expect that such a cautious person like Fang Bu would step forward to help her with such a slap. Even if he was no match for her, even if she was seriously injured due to vomiting blood, he stepped forward without any hesitation. At that moment, Xue Ling was really shocked.

My heart felt hot.

Is it even worth it to produce such a self?

This emotion.

She tightened her grip on her sword.

"It turns out they are still a pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks." The short and fat man looked at the young girl in front of him and laughed loudly: "The so-called Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai are probably just like this."

Xue Ling bit her lip and was about to rush up to fight this guy, but Fang Bie calmly pressed her shoulder.

He looked at the short, fat man who walked in: "Your Excellency, you won't go around us, right?"

Fang Bie asked weakly.

The short and fat man sneered: "That depends on the abilities of you two couple."

Saying this, he took another step forward.

Fang Bi raised his head and smiled: "Goodbye then."

Don't raise your sleeves.

Xue Ling heard a deafening thunder.

In front of her, the short, fat man who was so arrogant just now had a bloody hole the size of a thumb in his eyebrow. A thick red and white liquid was slowly flowing out from there, and he fell straight to the ground.

Fang Bie quickly stood up from Xue Ling's arms and walked straight towards the short and fat man. His body was light and fast, with no trace of injury at all.

Xue Ling was startled and said in a trembling voice, "Are you not injured?"

Fang didn't look back, with a somewhat joking look on his normally expressionless face: "Why do you think I'm injured?"

"But you obviously fought hard to fight with him and vomited blood..." Xue Ling bit her lip and said.

"Are you talking about this?" Fang Bie grinned, opened his mouth and spit out a translucent bag with blood dripping inside: "This."

Fang Bie smiled slightly: "It's just chicken blood."

Xue Ling pounded the ground hard with her sword.

At that moment, she was really attracted by this unconcerned Fang BuEr.

Regardless of the fact that both of you may die if you come out, you still have to come out to save yourself.

But now it seems like, isn’t this just Fang Bi’s acting skills that are always online?

He pretended to be an infatuated man who saved his young lover and came out to slap the short and fat man in the face, pretending to vomit blood and be seriously injured. At the same time, after the other party relaxed his vigilance, he reached out and released the thunder-like hidden weapon to hurt the enemy, which was extremely powerful.

It can be said that all of this is part of Fang Bing's calculations, and even he is Fang Bing's prop.

When I think about it this way, I feel really unhappy.

However, Fang Bie, who was examining the body at this time, said, "Come and take a look."

Xue Ling stepped forward and saw that Fang Bie had put on his special gloves for touching corpses and took out one valuable item after another next to the corpse.

The most conspicuous among them is the stack of banknotes, because just a few hours ago, this stack of banknotes belonged to Fang Bie.

"Is this person Thunder Lord?" Xue Ling said in surprise.

"No, he is not Thunder Lord. This stack of banknotes was used by the woman to buy his life. The woman is Thunder Lord." Fang Bie said quietly: "So Thunder Lord doesn't like to talk, and prefers to use short sentences and gestures.

To express yourself is to hide your gender."

"Then who is this person?" Xue Ling asked.

"This person is Red Fox." Fang Bie raised his head and glanced at Xue Ling, and saw that Xue Ling's eyes were filled with disbelief.

"It's impossible." Xue Ling said.

After all, we are both women, bah bah, we are women. When we dealt with Firefox before, the other party's charming tone and slender fingers left a deep impression on Xue Ling. She said that someone like that could feel it through the mask.

Xue Ling couldn't believe that a charming woman was the rude and fat man in front of her.

Fang Bie said nothing and took out a dagger from "Red Fox"'s waist. It was exactly the pair of fish-cutting daggers he saw at the Dragon King Market.

"But Red Fox is obviously taller than him, and he also has fingers." Xue Ling tried to express her confusion.

Fang Bie smiled and continued to take out clogs similar to stilts from the red fox, as well as a pair of exquisitely shaped finger cots. After putting on the pair of finger cots, the originally stubby fingers immediately appeared slender and slender, crystal clear.

Beautiful jade.

"It's not easy to become shorter, but it's very easy to become taller. Many people in the world have the ability to imitate the soft voice of a woman. I can give you an experience here."

"That is, the more charming and soft the voice is, the more likely it is that it is pretended by a man."

"So do you know this kind of voice?" Xue Ling couldn't help but ask.

"Yes, but I don't want to use it," Fang Bie said.

"Why?" Xue Ling asked.

She was a little puzzled, and she had seen Fang Bie's fake voice before, but she had never seen Fang Bie speak in a female voice.

"Because there is only a difference between wearing women's clothes once and countless times." Fang Bie said seriously: "Even if I starve to death, die outside, jump from here, I will never wear women's clothes once."

Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie's figure and realized that Fang Bie might look really good in women's clothing.

But Fang Bie's oath was so harsh that Xue Ling subconsciously felt Fang Bie's deep hatred for women's clothing.

Yes, if you are a man, why should you pretend to be a woman?

Didn’t you see that when Zhuge Kongming went to provoke Sima Yi, he gave him a set of women’s clothes to insult him?

Xue Ling nodded in understanding.

Fang Bie was stunned for a moment when he saw that Xue Ling didn't follow his suggestion, and then sighed.

He took out the cyan porcelain vase that impressed Xue Ling from his arms.

Corpse powder.

"Why do you always carry this with you?" Xue Ling was shocked.

"Are you asking me how many times I've done this?" Fang Bie smiled and said, "This is the second time."

"But I've seen it many times."

"And the convenience of this thing. Once you use it once, you will want to do it again."

Saying this, Fang opened the cap of the porcelain bottle deep in the woods and sprinkled the green powder into the red fox's forehead wound little by little.

Green smoke curled up.

…

…

Ecstasy Inn.

When they finally came back, both Xue Ling and Fang Bie were carrying large and small bags.

The clothes I changed back are one thing, but what I gained from going to the Dragon King Market this time is another.

Xue Ling had never thought that buying things on the black market would actually provide door-to-door delivery.

Even at first, neither Xue Ling nor Fang Bie thought about receiving the goods.

Walking into the hotel lobby, there was no one inside.

After all, in this Ecstasy Inn, apart from Fang Bie and Xue Ling, there is only one shopkeeper: the proprietress. How can we open the door and do business if two of them are gone?

He Ping sat on the chair in the middle and looked at the two people.

"There is new news from the organization."
Chapter completed!