Chapter 57 Shadow Assassin ([-])
After going downstairs, the carriage was waiting nearby.

Sitting in front of the car was a thick middle-aged man with his head half down, silent.

But those eyes hidden under the long hair, every time they raised their eyes, they would pass by Limang.

This carriage is much better than she imagined.

Fei Tong walked in with eyes full of admiration.

I thought it was just a place to shelter from the wind and rain.

But when she got into the car, she realized that she was really behind.

Although it looks simple and unpretentious on the outside, it can really be said to be luxurious and luxurious on the inside.

In the center is a small wooden table, on which is warm fragrant tea, the taste of the elegant fragrance is faintly visible, seemingly hidden, very attractive.

The small couches on both sides are covered with expensive silk brocade without any wrinkles.

The bottom of the couch was hollowed out, filled with snacks and dried fruits.

There are intricate lotus patterns carved on the wall of the car, and one after another small balls are placed in the hollowed out places. When Hong Tong touched it curiously, the small balls immediately jingled.

One with another, like dominoes lined up, playing a beautiful movement.

Really enjoy it too much.

Fei Tong sat on a small couch on one side, looked at this side in amazement, and touched that side.

Such an exquisite carriage, she once thought that only that fellow Mo Ye would spend all his time adorning it.

Unexpectedly, she still knew too little.

"How? Are you satisfied with the carriage?" Qian Yuan sat across from him, his eyebrows and eyes were wanton, showing some romantic charm.

"En." Fei Tong nodded, and then asked: "Why did you think of decorating the carriage? I see that everything on your carriage is quite extraordinary."

Qian Yuan didn't think so, he knocked on the wall of the car casually, the people outside got the information, and the carriage started to gallop smoothly and quickly.

He said: "I have such ability, why don't I make myself comfortable. These things may be cherished by others, but for me, they are easily available."

He spoke very calmly, but it was such an ordinary attitude that made Fei Tong think of a sentence:

The proud son of heaven, born wantonly.

"If you like, this carriage will be given to you." Qian Yuan continued.

Scarlet Tong was startled, and quickly refused, "No need, I don't usually need it."

Besides, she has already planned to spend money on this journey, if she accepts this carriage, she will be too cheeky.

"That... Qian Yuan, do you want to, let me help you figure it out." After thinking about it, Fei Tong still asked.

After all, it seems that I really have something like that.

If it was Mo Ye, she would have accepted it without any pressure, but as for Qian Yuan, they were not familiar enough to make her lose face and guilt.

"Marriage?" Qian Yuan asked back, and stretched out his left hand while speaking.

"No need." Fei Tong brushed his hand away, with a confident face, "I can show people the marriage, and it only takes one glance to tell, and there is no need for any other aids at all."

"That's good." Qian Yuan sat up straight, allowing her to look at her, his eyes were shining brightly, showing a little pampering and indulgence.

As a trainee month elder, although she is not as powerful as her own master, she can change the red line of a person's marriage.

However, she is quite good at identifying whether the red thread is present and whether it is firm.

In the words of Three Thousand Worlds, it is: This is her old profession!
"Let me take a look." Fei Tong leaned closer to Qian Yuan, pretending to be an inscrutable master.

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(End of this chapter)

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