"Gollum..."

Leng Yiyao's stomach suddenly made a loud noise at this time.

The quiet atmosphere between the two was suddenly interrupted by this voice.

She lowered her head, glanced at her stomach, and suddenly raised her head and grinned at him in a very righteous manner: "I'm sorry, I've eaten too much, probably my stomach is moving too much."

Suddenly, she was too full, and her body was too delicate. She had never tried it before. In front of a man, she was so disrespectful. However, who cares about him, a man whose face has never been exposed until now should be treated as a real object.

As for his vague satisfaction with Lu Ming's death just now, she guessed there were only two possibilities.

One is that he himself is opposed to Lu Ming, and emotionally speaking, he can't see each other's good. The other party is dead, isn't that just right?

The other one is simpler. His position was opposed to Lu Ming. Lu Ming's death was beneficial to him.

Of course, no matter what the possibility is, for now, he will not do anything unfavorable to her. After all, if she was the real murderer, she wouldn't do him any harm. If she wasn't the real culprit in this killing, then it had nothing to do with him.

Therefore, from the current point of view, the two of them should be in the water and not the river.

The man blinked, as if he had never seen a woman show such a natural face after losing her respect.

Before, the two strong men without long eyes saw that she was not wearing a veil and was injured, and guessed which aristocratic fugitive slave she was. But according to the observation when he bandaged the wound, her abdomen was obviously stab wound, and it was caused by Shesheer's machete. But her skin is delicate and fair, and she is obviously not a woman who has been exposed to the sun for a long time. Such skin is very rare in desert areas.

If she really is the murderer who killed those people. A woman who killed fifteen royal servants and a captain, would she have no accomplices?

No matter how you think about it, it feels a little weird.

But if she had a companion, why didn't anyone come out to help when she was almost raped by those two men before?

His gaze fell deeply into her face. There, he could not see a trace of nervousness, let alone a little guilty conscience, as if the whole city was on alert for her, it was just a matter of wind and rain outside.

This woman is too mysterious.

Her actions are not as cautious as a noble woman, but her courage is amazing. The eyes are firm, but the reality is real, but it is impossible to see through.

In the end what is the origin, I am afraid that if I continue to ask, there will be no results.

He stood up all of a sudden, turned on the lights in the cellar, turned back and smiled at her: "You rest early, I'll help you change your medicine tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you." Leng Yiyao waved his hand and smiled at him with a familiar face.

The man chuckled and turned to open the door, as if returning to the mode of getting along in the first meeting.

Until the moment the door was closed, Leng Yiyao in the room pursed her lips and sneered in her eyes. The man outside was thoughtful with a smile in her eyes.

No one wins this round.

He couldn't figure out her bottom, and she couldn't figure out where he came from.

However, in the end, she was still one step away from chess.

After all, the only weapon in her hand was abducted by the man "by the way".

However, in this world, who stipulated that a sharp blade is the best weapon?

Leng Yiyao touched her palm, smiled lightly, and lay on her back on the only bed in the cellar.

Since she can directly cut a prince who has attracted much attention, she is afraid of the man who hides his head and shows his tail in front of her?