360 The First Assassin (53)

This was not a rhetorical question. What the old man expressed was certainty and surprise.

"It's me." Linhuai responded calmly.

There was a rare clear expression on the host's face, and his lazy eyes narrowed to a slit, staring straight at him for a long time.

No one spoke.

Suna glanced around, took a step back obediently, and pulled the sleeve of the person next to him.

Then he felt down along the young man's beautiful fingers and wrist bones.

By the way, tickle your little finger.

The host sighed slowly, opened his eyes and raised his head and said, "You have been missing for so many years. I also know your attitude."

There is no way this person is willing to be the landlord.

But it's not a big problem.

She turned to look behind him and said quietly: "Liang Na... you've come back just in time."

The old man found a place to sit casually and leaned against the wall lazily, "Ahem! You also know that our Ye Ming Kingdom has never been peaceful and needs a leader to manage this place."

"Being the landlord for so many years is quite tiring. It's really time to change someone..."

What are you tired of?

He didn't spend a penny on eating and sleeping, and he didn't care about anything. The old man was quite happy to have a leisurely day.

This was Suna's first thought.

"Master, this matter needs to be considered. Because I want to be with him..."

Needless to say, Suna has already proved it with his actions.

The two behaved so intimately that one could tell they were related at a glance.

Host: "..."

Good guy, even if this kid leaves, he still needs to take his pre-selected person with him.

But he is not a reasonable person.

The host snorted coldly, straightened his back, and said in an unclear tone:

"Oh, I want to stretch my muscles after sleeping. Let's have a fight?"

Suna: "..."

I feel a little childish for no reason.

"Okay." Lin Huai held the sword umbrella lightly on his white fingertips, his tall figure was spotless, and said lightly with his thin lips: "I will fight with you."

Under the long and gentle eyelashes, the pure and quiet pupils inadvertently reveal seriousness.

Suna silently pulled him and was ready to retreat at any time.

His eyes indicated: Why are you hitting me? Isn’t this meant to deceive people?

The old man's attack was careless, what should she do if her husband was crippled?

As a result, she was still inexplicably isolated from the outside. Listening to the sounds of fighting coming from inside, her heart kept hanging.

When the door opened again, the young man's back was slim and straight.

Suna hurried over and asked, "Are you injured anywhere?"

Linhuai looked at her, with a pair of beautiful eyes that were as clear as crystal, with softness appearing inside. The narrow and clear hand gently touched her head, which made her fair.

"I'm fine."

"Oh, what will happen to that boy? Why don't you care about me?"

The host was holding his waist and didn't seem to be seriously injured. But his eyes were brighter than before.

"It seems that dissatisfaction will never work! I can't defend Ye Ming Kingdom anymore. You should think about it carefully."

It sounds a lot like inheriting a family fortune.

Actually nothing.

Suna took Linhuai and planned to stay nearby for a while and go to the original inn.

As soon as they walked in, the clerk basically looked at them with a strange look.

That expression seemed to be questioning: Are you two still alive?

"Alas! It is said that Xiao Qi is dead?"

"No way?! Who can beat him?"

"So the new landlord has someone else to choose?"

The two of them just pretended not to hear, and were eating and drinking on the side.

"If you want to stay here, I can move the store here."

Even if the store resells it second-hand, Linhuai will not suffer a loss.

Suna tilted his head, "What about the waiter?"

The waiter is very sad here.