The big villain always wants to see me cry

In a wing room on the second floor, Xi Xi stood behind the pillars in the room, listening to the voices from downstairs.

Those people didn't catch up with the person who was suspected of absorbing spiritual energy, and at this time they rushed back to the inn again, all of them in the posture of asking for guilt.

As expected, the proprietress was not an idle person, she had a tough attitude, a sarcasm in her tone, and a posture of not being afraid of the shadows, which made those people stunned for a while.

It just so happened that the three women had also left the inn, and in the end those people could only shake their heads and sigh, leaving in twos and threes with an extremely helpless look.

Xi Yan walked towards Yi Fang who was sitting at the table in the middle of the room, kneading the formula in his hands, and muttering something in his mouth, when he sat beside Yi Fang, a formation quietly formed, covering the two of them and the person in front of him wooden table.

People outside this formation cannot hear the voices inside the formation, nor can they see things inside the formation.But the people inside the formation are not affected by the formation.

"Do you think that middle-aged man will stay in this inn tonight?"

Seeing that the tea in Yi Fang's cup had run out, Xi Luo raised his hand to pick up the teapot and skillfully poured him another cup.

Yi Fang stroked the rim of the cup and asked back, "Does he dare to leave?"

Ridiculously shrugged: "That's not necessarily true."

Yi Fang: "The proprietress will watch him, it's not easy for him to leave."

She nodded in agreement, but soon thought of something else.

"Do you think that person on the second floor is the legendary spirit sucker?"

Yi Fang: "No."

"So sure? Why?"

Yi Fang didn't say anything more, which made Xi Yan even more curious, why he was so sure that the person before was not a spirit absorber.However, no matter how much he asked, Yi Fang didn't say anything.

What a man of few words...

Alas, how can we cultivate feelings without communication!

That night.

What happened during the day today caused all the people who were originally staying in the inn to check out and leave.At this time, in the entire inn, apart from the proprietress and the waiter, only the two of them and the middle-aged man were left.

In the long and narrow corridor, Xi Xi walked in front, Yi Fang followed, and the two walked silently towards the upper room where the middle-aged man was.

If the ridicule was still hesitating between the middle-aged man and the man found on the second floor, who would be more suspicious, then when Yi Fang told him that the man on the second floor was not, although he was still very curious, But he already believed Yi Fang's words completely.

At this point, they were going to meet the middle-aged man face to face.Maybe you can meet the proprietress at the same time.

When they were about to reach the innermost room on the second floor, a trace of blood suddenly rushed into the noses of the two of them.

Xi Luo only felt that something was wrong, so he turned his head and looked at Yi Fang in the dark, both of them were stunned.

Keep calm and keep moving forward.

However, the closer to the innermost room, the thicker the blood rushing out.This shows that someone has been seriously injured and the bleeding has not stopped.

However, the innermost room was the one arranged by the proprietress for the middle-aged man. If they guessed correctly, the proprietress should have started to pay attention to the middle-aged man herself after those who returned to the inn left.

Then this blood... Whose could it be?

According to their daytime observations, the proprietress' cultivation is definitely higher than that of the middle-aged man, but if it wasn't for the proprietress' blood, how could the middle-aged man's forehead be so severely injured?

Unless, this middle-aged man hides his strength.But if this is the case, then he and Yi Fang will be in a difficult situation at this time.