There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 292 Hello, Xue Ling

The courtyard is not deep, but there are insects chirping and noisy in midsummer.

Xue Ling asked what should we do, but the girl had no idea.

She never expected that after she went out this time, Luo City would undergo almost earth-shaking changes.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is at stake now.

At this time, apart from habitually believing in Fang, what else can I do?

Anyway, Fang Bie always has a way to turn decay into magic.

The so-called one-knife is solved.

Fang Bie then smiled: "There is no way, but I still have some ideas about what to do."

Saying this, Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling: "Did the old man bring it back?"

Xue Ling nodded, then shifted her gaze to Huo Ying: "On Miss Huo Ying."

"You really have a big heart." Fang Bie sighed, and looked at Huo Ying, this snow doll-like girl who had been watching silently before: "If you didn't know that the people who harvested here are us, you must have slipped away .”

Huo Ying looked at Fang Bie, nodded, then shook her head: "Actually, I didn't know you were here until I arrived in Los Angeles."

Huo Ying's words were soft, Fang Bie shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Well, it seems that my two friends are quite popular with you."

Saying this, Fang Bie said indifferently: "I plan to use Qingjing Liuli Fang for Shang Jiuge, what do you think?"

As soon as this remark came out, there was almost silence in the room.

Although most people don't know what Qingjing Liuli Fang is, but just hearing the name, it feels very high-end.

And Huo Ying also stared at Fang Bie, then shook her head quietly: "Sorry, I don't agree."

Xue Ling didn't expect Huo Ying to refuse so simply.

And at the moment Huo Ying refused, almost everyone looked at Shang Jiuge in unison.

However, Shang Jiuge obviously looked indifferent, as if what they were talking about was not related to him.

The girl's black eyes were like lacquer, she looked at Huo Ying quietly, then turned her head to look at Fang Bie: "What's going on?"

"It's a long story to tell." Fang Bie said lightly.

"Is there any way to change your mind?" Fang Bie looked at Huo Ying and continued.

In addition to the joy of the two people meeting at the beginning, they never expected that the two would have a conflict over the ownership of Qingjing Liuli Fang.

"Not yet." Huo Ying said quietly: "Actually, you can let me make the Qingjing Liuli Fang first, and then secretly use it for Shang Jiuge."

"You know very well that I will never agree."

"But you clearly know that I won't do such a thing." Fang Bie said with a smile: "This is the result of my discussion with Sister Ping."

"Also, only you can make the most professional diagnosis and fine-tuning of Shang Jiuge's disease."

"Did you call me in just now?" Huo Ying said quietly.

"Those who can do more work." Fang Bie smiled.

The others were watching the two talking, and for a moment they couldn't speak at all.

"In short." Huo Ying sighed: "I don't agree, if I don't agree, I don't agree."

"but."

Huo Ying said so, and turned her gaze to Ningxia: "Did Fang Bie cure you of the poison of your manjusawa?"

Ningxia never expected that the flames of war would be transferred to her, but the woman from the Western Regions gathered herself together and nodded yes.

Huo Ying stepped forward and took Ning Xia's hand.

Ningxia only felt that the fingers of this 16-year-old girl were as cold as ice and snow.

"Come up with me, and I'll check it out for you."

Saying this, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Huo Ying dragged Ning Xia up the stairs and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Then everyone else looked at Fang Bie.

"That's why." Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie, and was the first to say, "So there are still girls you can't handle."

"Don't say that." Fang Bie was defeated by Huo Ying, but his expression still didn't care too much. He looked at Xue Ling and smiled slightly: "It's like I've dealt with many girls."

Saying this, Fang Bie stretched out his hand to Xue Ling: "You just came back, and there are many things you don't understand yet."

"And come with me?"

The so-called come with me.

It means to say something alone.

Xue Ling looked into Fang Bie's eyes.

Finally nodded.

"Ok."

I don't know if Fang Bie has dealt with the other girls, Xue Ling.

But Xue Ling herself was almost settled.

……

……

In Ningxia's room, two women stood facing each other.

Huo Ying looked at Ning Xia indifferently: "Take off your clothes."

Ningxia's expression was a little helpless, because she had heard such words many times recently.

And Ningxia looked more at Huo Ying, then smiled.

Both of them are actually stunning, but Ningxia can be regarded as the kind of top beauty with no dead ends, while Huo Ying is relatively more gentle and desolate. If you use flowers as a metaphor, Ningxia itself is like a blooming flower. At that time, the bright red manjusawa was extremely beautiful but very dangerous, while Huo Ying was more like a bouquet of fragrant snow-white jasmine.

But now, Jasmine asked Manzhushahua to take off her clothes, and the atmosphere was subtly weird.

"Shouldn't we take the pulse first?" Ning Xia looked at Huo Ying and smiled.

"If you want to feel the pulse, you have already done it before." Huo Ying said quietly: "I want to see the knife wound Fang Bie gave you now."

Ning Xia froze for a moment, then smiled, turned her back, took off her outer shirt in front of Huo Ying, and then took off her small clothes. On Ning Xia's originally smooth back, now the deep black manjusawa flower was still lingering. There, Fang Bie's incision had just healed, but the incision penetrated into the skin, really like a tattoo, and the traces left under the skin were extremely difficult to erase.

Huo Ying quietly looked at the incisions, then stretched out her fingers and slid all the way down Ningxia's back.

The girl's fingers were as cold as snow, and were slender and smooth. Ning Xia remained motionless, waiting for Huo Ying to end.

"How?" Ning Xia asked.

Huo Ying smiled behind Ning Xia's back.

"It really is him."

"I haven't seen you in seven years, just as he said at the beginning."

"The next time we meet, he'll be the best surgeon in the world."

……

……

On the other side, Xue Ling followed Fang Bie all the way, the two of them walked up to the roof of the Xiaohun Inn, and then jumped down lightly, in the distance was the afterglow of the sunset.

Xue Ling's trust in Fang Bie had almost reached a bottomless level, so she followed the boy.

Finally, they came to a secluded woods.

Pieces of afterglow fell.

"What do you want to tell me?" Xue Ling looked at Fang Bie who stopped in front of her.

Did not understand why he would take himself so far.

Fang Bie looked at Xue Ling and smiled.

"Hello."

"Xue Ling."

The boy's smile was clean and clear.

But at that moment, Xue Ling's heart was like ice and snow.

(End of this chapter)