There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 212 The Night and the Plan

There are two bowls of tea in front of the two people, one empty and one full.

The one that was empty was that Sheng Junqian had already drunk it, and the one that was full was that Xue Ling hadn't drank from the beginning to the end.

Xue Ling looked at Sheng Junqian, and finally sighed: "Then can't you find someone to walk the rivers and lakes with you?"

"Am I actually looking for it?" Sheng Junqian poured himself another bowl of coarse tea, among other things, the amount of tea Sheng Junqian had was truly amazing. "Actually, in the earliest days, I also had the desire to find a female hero who was like me in Jianghu."

Having said that, Sheng Junqian looked at Xue Ling: "Do you know how rare female heroes are?"

"Do you know that there are a bunch of brothers and sisters around those heroines?"

"Do you know how rare a girl like Shang Jiuge is?"

Mentioning the heroine of the rivers and lakes seemed to hit Sheng Junqian's sore spot all of a sudden. He chattered like this for a long time, and then turned around and sighed: "Actually, it's better to think about it."

I know, hives look similar to hair wives.

Xue Ling complained in her heart.

Although thinking about it carefully, it is really very different from my wife.

Seeing Xue Ling's silence, Sheng Junqian thought Xue Ling was a bit disdainful, and shook his head: "Well, there is still a difference."

"In short, I don't have the heart to gain a confidante in the Jianghu now. I just envy the feeling of walking freely in the Jianghu. Sometimes I also think, if one day I get tired, at least there is a way out. But the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes may not be willing to go back with me to live the life of a local rich man."

"At least." Sheng Jun Qian Youyou said: "My old man and those people will definitely not like the wife I am looking for outside."

Xue Ling didn't expect Sheng Junqian to think so long-term.

Sometimes she really thinks Sheng Junqian is too simple.

"Then let's not talk about this." Xue Ling shook her head and said, "Since you can't think about it, then think about it later."

"After all, many times what we have planned will be easily shattered by reality."

Just like Xue Ling herself.

In the first 17 years of her life, Xue Ling never imagined that one day she would be reduced to the world and become the most despicable assassin.

But when all this really comes, those who have watched Xue Ling's life may feel that fate is impermanent, but for Xue Ling herself, there is a feeling that this is just so good.

"Let's talk about the next plan first." Xue Ling reached out to dip some cold tea, and drew a rough map on the table.

Before coming here, Xue Ling has basically printed the map that they need into their minds. Xue Ling has a basic estimate of where they are on the map, how far they have to travel, and whether they deviate from the final location.

"We need to enter the Songxian County around Baiyun Mountain before nightfall today, and then rest in the county overnight. The next day, we will first inquire about the news about the immortality in the county. If everything goes well, then we don't need to enter Baiyun Mountain Mountains."

"Of course this is just the best development."

"If there is no whereabouts of Tian Bu Lao in Song County, we can only enter Baiyun Mountain, but we must make a quick decision."

"We must find Tian Bu Lao within five days of entering Baiyun Mountain. If we don't find it, we need to return immediately."

"Otherwise, we would be missing."

Xue Ling's slender fingers drew a map on the table little by little, and with the girl's explanation, Sheng Junqian had a clear overview of what the two of them were going to do next.

He couldn't help but look at the girl in front of him with admiration: "So this is the quality of a hive assassin?"

When Xue Ling heard Sheng Junqian's praise, she really didn't have any happy expression on her face: "It's just trying not to be so slow."

"Aren't you holding back?" Sheng Junqian listened to Xue Ling's words: "Isn't Fang so powerful?"

"Much more powerful than imagined." Xue Ling said with a smile.

Saying so, she stood up, took out a few papers from her bag, slapped them on the table, and paid the shopkeeper for tea.

"Let's go."

Sheng Junqian nodded and followed, watching Xue Ling get on the horse first.

The shadow of the bay red horse has already slanted eastward, and the sun is about to set into the mountains.

Sheng Junqian bowed his head and smiled, then got on the horse, kicked the horse's belly lightly, and the two of them started the journey again.

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To the east of Luocheng, to the west of Bianliang.

In the grove outside the official road, a bonfire was still burning lonely.

The huge wild boar was lying on the side. After the two pig hind legs were removed, only bones remained.

Everyone who has seen Hei Wu Appetite has become numb to the three words "big stomach king".

In front of Fang Bie, he had already woven a barbed wire net with thin wire, and set it up on the campfire. At the same time, he sliced ​​out slices of pork belly as thin as cicada's wings on the wild boar, and then roasted it on the barbed wire bit by bit. Coated with honey and dipped in condiments, the tempting aroma wafts in the air a little bit.

But Fang Bie looked at Hei Wu in front of him: "What?"

"Are you still eating?"

Hei Wu had never been provoked like this before, but even Hei Wu, after finishing off the two pig hind legs by himself, finally showed his defeat.

But in the face of delicious food, Hei Wu never backs down.

"eat!"

"Why don't you eat it!"

Hei Wu said so, grabbed the roasted pork belly tray that Fang Bie handed over, grabbed the golden and crispy pork belly with his hands, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

"Is it delicious?" Fang Bie asked quietly.

Of course, Fang Bie himself didn't eat less, after all, Fang Bie slaughtered and cooked it himself, if he didn't taste it himself, it would be too unreasonable.

But this whole black wild boar weighed about three hundred catties, even if the pig bones and offal were removed, this wild boar could not be eaten by Hei Wu alone.

Of course, Fang Bie couldn't finish it.

But Fang Bie was almost full.

Hei Wu ate the meat while ignoring Fang Bie.

"Do you want some water?" Fang Bie asked again.

Hei Wu nodded this time: "Yes."

So Fang Bie took out a large sheepskin water bag, sprinkled some orange powder into it in front of Hei Wu, and handed it to Hei Wu.

Hei Wu also didn't ask what those orange-yellow powders were, and he took them with his hand and raised his head to drink them.

Hei Wu Hei Tian Demon Art is not only invulnerable to swords and guns, but also invulnerable to all poisons, and he doesn't think that Fang Bie will poison him.

In fact, after entering the water, it only feels sweet and sour, like orange and lemon, and it is refreshing and refreshing after drinking it.

Hei Wu couldn't help showing a look of surprise: "What is this?"

"What I want is your words." Fang Bie smiled lightly: "You ask me a question, how about I ask you a question too."

"You and Ningxia."

"What's the relationship?"

(End of this chapter)