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"Do you know that I am the wine fairy?"

When Shi Mu spoke suddenly, Huarong was still a little surprised, after all Shi Mu was thin-skinned, after hearing what he said, he might have to hide from him for a long time.

But Huarong has been paying attention to Shi Mu, and quickly reacted, saying: "You have said that you are a fairy. As for the wine fairy, I also vaguely guessed it, but it was confirmed later."

Huarong didn't say how she guessed it.

Shi Mu didn't ask, but still buried his face in his knees, and said: "Then do you know that there are many immortals in the world, even Jiuxian, there are many."

"...Probably," Huarong replied, "but it has nothing to do with me."

Just keep the fairy in front of you.

Hua Rong thinks so.

"Yeah, you don't need to know."

You just need to know me.

The thin-skinned Shi Mu couldn't say those words.

Shi Mu's question reminded Huarong of a legend from a long time ago.

A legend about immortals that all mortals are eager to imitate.

——Either trying to smell of alcohol all over the body, or trying to cultivate a heart of swords with difficulty.

I have a vague guess in my heart.

Huarong felt that she probably figured out what Shi Mu hadn't finished saying before.

There is nothing wrong with it, even the legend will have a little truth.

Huarong couldn't help being happy.

It turns out that in Shi Mu's heart, he is really that important.

Shi Mu's thoughts are really easy to understand.

Shi Mu, who was still circling himself, didn't know that he had been seen through, so he threw aside the chick who didn't know when to jump back to his hand and peck him.

He is not in the mood to play with the little chick right now.

Shi Mu secretly raised his eyes and glanced at Huarong.

Huarong looked at Shi Mu keenly, and smiled with narrowed eyes.

Shi Mu turned his head sharply.

He, how did he find out!

The chick that was thrown aside ran back to harass Huarong again.

Huarong was in a good mood, as usual, she put the chick in her palm.

The bird was finally noticed, so she breathed a sigh of relief and sat on Huarong's hand, closing her eyes and pointing at the scene in the room with her little wings.

Huarong frowned.

Because of the sound-proof barrier, the two of them didn't pay attention to the appearance in the room. Only the idle little chick jumped up and down to take a look.

No wonder it closed its eyes.

The scene below was really horrible.

It's also really difficult.

Assassins have always been more than just assassinations. When they are in a hurry, their subconscious methods of torturing people will naturally be exposed one by one.

That bloody look...

This is not a place for romance.

Sure enough, it was too early.

Huarong sighed, patted Xiaoquan as comfort, and said, "Shi Mu..."

Shi Mu almost jumped up with a jerk.

Hua Rong covered Shi Mu's eyes from behind, and said, "Don't look."

Shi Mu struggled subconsciously, and understood why.

How lovely, this mortal.

Really think of yourself as a bunny.

"Let's go out first." Hua Rong said.

"it is good."

At the moment before Shi Mu cast the spell, he couldn't help but open his eyes out of curiosity, through Huarong's fingers, the scene below was clearly reflected in the deep pupils.

Shi Mu's eyes didn't change.

Feeling Shi Mu's eyelashes touching his fingers due to the movement of his eyes, Huarong sighed and said, "Didn't I tell you not to look at it?"

Even though she knew in her heart that Shi Mu wasn't that weak, in the end, she still wanted to protect this person...

Before the words were finished, the two appeared at the stone crossing before entering the casino.

"Now? Where are you going?"

Perhaps because of seeing the scene in the casino, Shi Mu also calmed down, no longer shy.

The two unanimously decided to settle the matter in front of them before talking about anything else.

"Let's find a place to drink first."

Huarong roughly thought about the map of Tianyuan Continent in her mind, and figured out which way Qin Jin would rush to Fengdu after receiving the news.

"Let's go to Uncle Huan. There are the most merchants and thieves coming and going there, and it can also deceive Qin Jin."

Shi Mu smiled, and continued: "The more important thing is that there are wines everywhere." Shi Mu stretched his waist, "This time, I don't want to go there at all."

……

Compared with Fengdu, Huanbo City can be said to be too lively.

Through the city gate, it can be seen that although the city is hazy with mist and rain, several wine flags are flying, and the satisfaction of drinking wine is not extinguished by the misty rain at all.

The spiritual energy permeating the faces of the two of them dispersed, Huarong and Shi Mu revealed their true colors, and walked into Huanbo City with the young bird tucked in Shi Mu's sleeves in the misty rain.

The black paper umbrella with a beautiful face was opened in the rain, and the raindrops flowed from the umbrella surface to the ground, as if returning to the soil with the bloody smell on the umbrella.

Drunk people are better off.

So this place is full of thieves.

It's even so rampant that it can be robbed in the street!

Sensing the atmosphere around her, Hua Rong sneered—could it be that behind the misty rain, even he looked a lot gentler.

If you really think so, then these people really... have found the wrong person.

What Hua Rong thinks is very close to each other.

The thieves stood guard at the gate of the city in order to find a few fools who had just entered the city and make some extra change.

These people who looked more like robbers than thieves looked at the sky, thinking that the dark and gray sky was just right for them to attack.

It's true that God is helping them!

Just thinking about it, by coincidence, Hua Rong and Shi Mu entered the city.

Looking at the two skinny teenagers behind the water curtain under the black paper umbrella, the thieves who were secretly observing were eager to fight.

With his powerless appearance, it's easy to grab at first glance!

When the two approached and looked closely at the thieves, they couldn't help feeling a little pity—the two seemed to have lost everything except their umbrellas.

What a poor man!

In other words, Shi Mu and Huarong, who only held an umbrella in their hands, were really penniless.

but……

Covered by a layer of rain, it softened the chiselled faces of the two, coupled with their already delicate faces and not-so-burly figures, not to mention the teenagers, but some people believed that they were women disguised as men.

One is cold and the other is gorgeous, they are really eye-catching.

It's just that the height of this seven-foot man can make people a little more sober.

But the thieves in the distance obviously didn't notice.

The thieves rubbed their chins, thinking that they could steal money or sex, so they began to approach the two quietly.

It's just that they got the wrong guy.

Huarong only supported the umbrella with one hand, and kicked one foot as the axis with the other to draw a circle in mid-air, and the thieves fell to the ground, clutching their hearts and screaming in pain.

Standing under the umbrella, Shi Mu didn't get any rain on his body.

The thieves didn't dare to act rashly, and ran away like shit, unwilling to wait for the two boys to drink before repairing them!

——There is a lot of good wine here, and you have to drink it with your life!

"Hey, you're pretty nimble..."

The good-looking proprietress leaned against the wine cabinet with the wine, brushed her hair, and said to the two who were still standing in the rain.

"Would you like to come to the shop for a drink?"

The proprietress raised the corners of her lips, squinted her eyes and smiled.

……

"I didn't think you would dare to come in," the proprietress said, bringing wine and some snacks to the two, and she was a little surprised. "I don't know why, but many people ran away after hearing what I said." The proprietress frowned. Eyebrow looks very distressed.

After all, such a woman with heavy make-up and speaking in a soft tone, even if she looks beautiful, doesn't really look like a good person.

"Few people, clean."

Shi Mu's interest is lacking, and Huarong's words are concise and to the point.

"Really," the proprietress nodded her lips, her fingertips were stained red by the bright lip balm, and the proprietress rubbed her thumb and index finger lightly, and then said, "But the lack of people is still a bit sad for me."

The proprietress put the key on the table and lit the oil lamp by the way: "This is yours, go upstairs and turn right at the end."

After all, the proprietress twisted her enchanting figure and left.

"By the way," the proprietress suddenly turned her head, tapped her cheek, and said, "For the sake of your good looks, I would like to give you a piece of advice, don't go out at night easily, and don't drink Uncle Huan's wine indiscriminately... ..."

"Enjoy your time in Huanbo!"

……

There are several wine jugs on the table in the room, which contain Jinbo wine unique to Huanbo City, which looks like the color of passion fruit, but it is not fruit wine.

The golden ripples in the wine cup are clear and transparent, as if gold leaf is dissolved in it, which can satisfy the vanity of ordinary people.

With the light of the oil lamp, Shi Mu leaned over the desk and didn't know what to write.

Huarong was sitting on the side drinking, but this Jinbo wine was really not to his taste, it was too heavy.

Shi Mu finally finished writing, snapped his fingers, and the paper with wet ink disappeared on the table, Shi Mu stretched himself.

"What did you write?"

"It's just a letter," Shi Mu smiled slyly, "Write down the casino and exaggerate the facts. When Qin Jin receives this letter three days later, she will still think it was written by his subordinates." .”

"If he waits for his subordinates to react, they don't know when it will be. Don't waste time on this," Shi Mu raised his eyebrows, "You say so."

"Then expect him to come over soon."

Really, I can't wait to see Qin Jin's face.

……

The lights went out.

It was dark in Huanbo City.

The cloth boots dragged on the ground, and there was a slow and difficult sound of walking.

The oil-paper lantern came from the depths of the alley, and the old man said softly...

"Would you like a drink..."

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