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Chapter 4 Depressed Ecstasy

Fang Bie's logic made Xue Ling feel impeccable.

Although it is very shameless, it is impeccable, Xue Ling admits.

This is a flaw in itself.

Have she ever thought about answering a question on purpose?

Maybe I thought about it, but I dare not.

Fang's previous attitude and expression made Xue Ling almost confirm that if he answered a question wrong, he would die here or be eliminated.

So every question is so thin that you can walk on the edge of the world and try to answer it to the best.

The professionalism trained by the Jinyiwei and her own calmness and caution helped her so much that she could perfectly play the role of Lin Xue, including Lin Xue's resume during the period when she was trained by the beehive.

But she did it so perfectly. Xue Ling didn't know whether Lin Xue could do it so perfectly.

She just believed that if she was Lin Xue, then she would not have changed her answer now.

At this time, the girl only felt her lips dry, and she looked like she had completely lost hope.

She opened her mouth, but couldn't make any sound at that moment.

"What's the matter?" Xue Ling tried harder before she heard her voice.

It's so ethereal and dry, it seems like it doesn't belong to your own voice.

"Go back." Fang Bi said quietly. "I don't accept you as my bee wings."

"Where's going back?" This time it was Xue Ling's turn to ask.

"Go back to where you came." Fang Bi said.

He took out his usual copper coins from his arms, and looked like he was about a hundred tiny: "If there is no money, I will give it to you."

Are you back? Xue Ling recited this sentence silently.

Where did she come from? Go back to where Lin Xue came from? Lin Xue comes from a training base for a beehive, but that base has been completely destroyed by the Jinyiwei. Going forward, Lin Xue's master was killed, her parents were killed, and her family was gone.

Where can she go back?

Go back to where Xue Ling came from?

She comes from Yanjing, from Jinyiwei, and from the Northern Town Fushi.

But her father died and her mother died. The emperor no longer approached her. All her colleagues wanted her to die. She should hang under the big poplar tree at home and break herself, instead of plucking up her courage to walk alone with her sword and walking alone for 800 miles, and coming to the Xiaohun Inn in Luocheng, trying to complete this task that made herself die.

"I." Xue Ling bit her lip, and her throat choked at that moment, but she held it down and didn't want to cry in front of this guy.

This is too embarrassing and too cowardly.

"I can't go back."

Xue Ling choked and said this, then turned around and walked out of the inn.

Of course, there is no copper coins that should be handed over by the recipient.

The world is so big that there is no place for her to live in.

She once thought this was her place.

But Fang Bie told her that this is not.

Xue Ling took one step and another step, her steps were sloppy, but she was still walking in a straight line.

When she reached the third step, someone grabbed her hand from behind.

The cold and hard hands were the first time she touched the other party’s palm.

All he had contact with before was the blade he had coldly mounted on his neck.

Xue Ling turned around and saw Fang Bie. Fang Bie, who was covered in black cloth, turned his head and smiled at her.

He held his hand with one hand and pulled off the black cloth from his eyes with the other hand.

Under the black cloth is a pair of black eyes as bright as stars, but it is full of melancholy and mist.

"I can't go back either."

Fang Bie said softly.

"So, I am a bee needle, you are a bee wing."

"You took me to all the places you need to go."

"I'll help you kill everyone who needs to be killed."

"Okay?"

...

...

It took Xue Ling a long time to accept this ups and downs.

At that moment, she even finally felt that this problematic assassin was not that hateful.

And, when he finally said those words to himself, it would be too seductive if this was not the work word that an assassin said to another assassin.

Would I like an assassin?

Xue Ling really wants to ask herself.

If it were before, Xue Ling would definitely say unswervingly that she would never.

After all, she is an Jinyiwei, and her father is the commander of the Jinyiwei. Even if she doesn't marry a noble man with a good reputation, she will at least marry a young hero with a great reputation?

When my father was still alive, he asked her whether she would marry a top scholar when she grew up in the future.

When they said this, they were standing in front of the Meridian Gate, watching the new Jinshi from the current cadet step in and prepare to undergo the palace examination of the emperor in the palace. She felt it was fun and interesting, so her father asked her this.

With her father's ability, probably which top scholar she likes, her father can tie him up to marry her?

My father would definitely not watch her run into the beehive to die, to see such a faulty assassin, and to form a partner with him to kill people together.

Go and kill a lot of people.

There must be bad people in it, but there must be good people.

Even if she doesn't have to kill someone with her own hands, she will still help the evil.

But my father died.

Completely dead.

There was no way to ask her if she liked which top scholar, and there was no way to come out and let Lu Yuan slap himself hard when she was forced to kneel down at that Lu Yuan.

She only had the last flying fish suit left as her stubborn capital, and then came here with this stubbornness and became the assassin who helped the evil king.

"I don't want it." Xue Ling remembered his answer to his father.

"I only marry someone I like. Even if he is the No. 1 prize, if I don't like him, why would I marry him?"

This was how Xue Ling answered at that time.

The same is true now.

She chose to do what she liked.

Even if she is here to be an assassin, she is at least an undercover assassin.

Thinking of this, Xue Ling couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you laughing at?" Fang Bi asked from the side.

Fang Bie was telling her the basic information about Xiaohun Inn so that she could have a clear idea.

After all, he has admitted that he is his bee wings and his partner.

"I'm laughing at you that you are not blind, but you are covered in black cloth every day." Xue Ling said.

This is also true, because it is really funny.

For example, now, Fang Bie still chose to cover his eyes.

"Because Shaka closes her eyes and makes her look weaker." Fang Bi said.

Xue Ling didn't understand at all.

"What?"

"Because blindfolding will make others think I am blind, I will look down on me a little, and at least I will want to take advantage of my blindness." Fang Bie corrected his statement.

It seems to be explaining what I had said before.

"Okay, then the second question." Xue Ling looked at him.

At least Fang Bie is not ugly at all, and he is also a person of his age, so it is still very comfortable.

"Why is Xiaohun Inn called Xiaohun Inn?" This name is really strange!

"It was originally called Ecstasy Inn." Fang Bie smiled: "Later, the boss lady found out that Liushou came over to check every day, but it was still a surprise attack in the middle of the night, so she realized the seriousness of the problem."

"So it turned into Xiaohun Inn."

Fang Bie wrote the word "Ecstasy" on paper.

"But why is it called Ecstasy Inn?" Xue Ling continued to ask.

"My name is given by the boss lady." Fang Bi looked at her: "But don't call her boss lady when you see her, call her sister Ping."

Fang Bie did not answer Xue Ling's question.

He just lifted his pen and continued to write on the piece of paper with the words "Ecstasy".

Those who are sad and intoxicated are only different.
Chapter completed!
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