Gou refines Qi and dances in Pirate World

About half an hour later, Tian Ming came back.

He ordered the guards at Xiangxiang's door to be removed. Xiangxiang looked at him with tears in his eyes. Being stared at by those big watery eyes made Tianming feel a little uncomfortable.

He cleared his throat and said, "Brother Xiao Jiang can walk around the inn at will, but before your identity is found out, you must not step out of the inn."

Xiangxiang nodded repeatedly, half freedom is better than no freedom at all!

"Tian Mou has some business to do, so I'll take my leave now!"

"Okay, thank you for your hard work, sir!"

Seeing the handsome young master leave, Xiangxiang felt somewhat melancholy. There were also handsome men in the general's palace, but they were a bit rougher. This was the first time for Xiangxiang to see such a gentle and polite man as the handsome young master.Although the handsome young man's expression was a little dull and his voice was a little cold, Xiangxiang just wanted to chat with him more.

This room is not the guest room that Xiangxiang booked before. Her luggage is still in the original guest room. They are all guest rooms anyway. Xiangxiang doesn't care which room she stays in, but her luggage must follow her.

She stood on the porch at the door and glanced around.

The entire inn is a house with a square structure, with two floors in total. In the middle is a courtyard with a patio structure. There are four guest rooms on three sides of the first floor. The other side is the inn lobby, which is the dining place. There is a small room next to the lobby. It's the kitchen.The layout of the same floor on the second floor is generally similar, with four guest rooms on each side, and each guest room looks exactly the same.

Xiangxiang had a headache. She looked up at the house where she stayed last night. There was a sign for Tianzi No. [-] hanging on the door beam. She racked her brains and couldn't remember where she put her luggage.

Yesterday, the waiter led her all the way into the house to put her luggage, and then led her to the dining room for dinner. She really didn't pay attention to the room number.

It was very quiet in the inn. Xiangxiang didn't even see a single person. But the absence of people didn't mean that no one was watching her. She was a "suspicious person" to begin with. Wouldn't it be even worse if she pushed the doors of each room to look for things? It was "suspicious", so Xiangxiang didn't dare to act rashly.

She remembered the shopkeeper's account book. She remembered that when she paid the deposit, the shopkeeper's uncle had written something in the account book. By the way, as long as she found the shopkeeper's account book, wouldn't she know which room her luggage was in?

Xiangxiang happily went downstairs and went straight to the lobby.

That was the place that had experienced a bloody storm last night. Xiangxiang thought it would be chaotic and worried that there might be a "corpse" waiting for her. However, it turned out that she had overthought it.

The lobby has been cleaned very clean. There are more than half as many tables and chairs as yesterday, but they are arranged neatly.The floor was also scrubbed very clean, without even a trace of residual blood.

If it weren't for the hole in the wall where the steel knife had been inserted, Xiangxiang would have thought that yesterday's experience was just a dream.

Sighing, Xiangxiang walked into the counter and looked through it.

It was also strange. She searched for a long time but couldn't find the account book. Was it "collected" by an adult?

Just when Xiangxiang lowered his head to meditate, he suddenly felt a chill running down his spine, and a cold voice suddenly sounded.

"What are you doing? Are you looking for death?"

Xiangxiang's body froze. This voice... this voice... suddenly overlapped with the voice in her head, "Tianming, don't waste time, kill them all without mercy!" I'm afraid she will never forget it until she dies.

The cold air pressed from the soles of her feet to the door of her heart. Xiangxiang wondered if she had forgotten her heartbeat. She slowly raised her head and wondered what kind of terrifying appearance a person who could make such a voice like a demon from hell would look like... …<scripttype="text/javascript"src="/laba/tg.js"></script>