Ling Luoyu looked at the three people over there, and Qingsen whispered: "Did you let their horses go?"

"yes!"

Feng Chenglin could not hide the gloating on his face.

"Anyway, they put the reins in your hands. Even if the horse runs away, they will cause trouble for you..."

"Do you know who they are?"

“…”

Feng Chenglin's smile gradually froze.

Look at Ling Luoyu's meaning, it doesn't seem like a joke.

"San Young Master, do you know...who are they?"

"They are the killers of the Killer Pavilion!"

“…”

This time, Feng Chenglin was completely confused. He suddenly turned to look at the three people first, but Ling Luo Yuyou pinched his chin.

"Why are you reacting so fiercely? Be careful that they notice your abnormality and attack you..."

Feng Chenglin Gangan swallowed his saliva: "...San Master, are you playing with me... or playing with me?"

Since I knew who they were, why didn’t I warn him in advance?

"What? Are you scared?" Ling Luoyu retracted his fingertips in thought.

"It's not that you're afraid of trouble..."

Feng Chenglin was shocked.

He is afraid of being fucked!

I just don’t want to get into the troublesome package of Killer Pavilion!

The last time they were already in trouble because of the temple setting.

"If you are afraid of trouble, go and chase someone's horse back..."

"What about those three...how do I chase after them?"

Even if he is tired, he may not be able to recover it.

"San Young Master, have you known that they are the Killer Pavilion for a long time?"

"Yes... That's why I took the reins, who knows you..."

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but laughed.

"You actually put..."

"You're still laughing!"

Feng Chenglin wanted to slap her very much.

"San Master, you are deliberately trying to harm me, right?"

She knew that with his personality, she would not obediently feed her horses, but insisted on provoking him.

"No!" Ling Luoyu replied seriously, but Feng Chenglin didn't believe it at all.

"It's weird if you don't! You did it on purpose!"

Feng Chenglin didn't believe that Ling Luoyu would have no purpose if he was beaten to death.

"What are you two doing?"

Xu Ya stood up in the seat, her face gloomy.

"Our lady likes to drink your rice wine, but it needs to be hot... Go and warm the rice wine for the lady!"

"OK!"

Ling Luoyu responded simply and winked at Feng Chenglin.

"Go, go hot rice wine!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Your uncle!!

He cursed Ling Luoyu in his heart eighteen times, and then he went to Mu Sheng unwillingly to ask for wine utensils.

When everything was done, Xu Ya came over with her chicken legs and brought the warm wine away.

"Go and prepare a clean room for our lady, and it must be clean!"

"yes!"

Ling Luoyu still rushed to Feng Chenglin to signal.

"Have you heard this old man? You haven't gone to work yet!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He drew a circle in his heart again, and he went upstairs in disappointment.

Downstairs, Ling Luoyu sat behind the counter with a smile, really like a shopkeeper.

The door opened and a man in the straw raincoat walked in with cold air.

A solemn intention instantly enveloped the tavern.

In the corner, the three people from the Killer Pavilion looked up together.

The man in the straw raincoat swept his eyes over them, threw down a gold coin and walked straight to the backyard.

Mu Sheng heard the movement and was about to come out, but Ling Luoyu's eyes were suppressed.

She followed with a smile: "This guest official, I'm really sorry, there are no extra empty rooms in our tavern."
Chapter completed!