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Chapter 119 The living dead Gu, the storm is about to come(2/2)

Oh... it's not death, it's just a living dead person, a puppet of a person who has been sucked, but that's no different from death.

The county magistrate could no longer sit still, so he went back to the mansion after saying goodbye, but the soldiers inside and outside were left behind and continued to search for the poisoned people.

Chiyou also left, he didn't want to see Feng Che.

The inn was only allowed to enter but not leave. Jiang Yuechu also gave up the idea of ​​going out and turned back to the room, but there was a tail behind him.

Feng Che stepped against the door and said with a smile: "Anyway, there is nowhere to go, and it's boring to be alone. I'll accompany Yue'er."

Jiang Yuechu ruthlessly exposed his intention, "I'm not bored at all, and I don't need you to accompany you. I think you can't stay by yourself, right? It seems that you are talking about it for my own good."

Feng Che's smile on the corner of his mouth was even bigger, "Okay, I admit, I can't stay. However, it's really strange that the disciple of Xuanyuan Gate was poisoned. I'd better make me feel at ease with you. If there is really a villain hiding in the inn, I'll protect you nearby."

"Do you think I can't deal with a person who uses poison?" Jiang Yuechu raised his chin slightly.

Feng Che realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly changed his words: "Okay, okay, I admit that I can't stay alone. 'Please' Yue'er accompany me? Okay, don't accompany me. You are yours, I won't disturb you."

Jiang Yuechu was eventually defeated by Feng Che's rogue, but turned around but did not bring him to the door.

Feng Che smiled and rubbed in and closed the door casually.

Jiang Yuechu sorted out her spiritual herbs on her own, while Feng Che jumped gently and sat on the windowsill. She was covered in the sun, looking lazy.

Jiang Yuechu glanced at Feng Che and suddenly realized that he looked quite like his Xuanze Five Elements Black Panther, lazy and elegant, but with sharp claws.

"You said, how much does it cost to buy all the deer grass in Xichuan County?" Jiang Yuechu suddenly asked.

Feng Che raised his eyes half-closed, "At least 20 million gold coins."

"Who is so generous? The grave mountain?" Jiang Yuechu seemed to smile.

"Tsk tsk, Yue'er's heart is as delicate as her hair, I'm a little..." Feng Che suddenly laughed, his eyes were black and transparent in the sun, and he looked at Jiang Yuechu happily.

"Hmm?" Jiang Yuechu looked at it and didn't understand what this guy was suddenly excited about.

"Haha, I admire you a little, Yue'er." Feng Che finished.

Jiang Yuechu gave him a blank look, "Don't flatter you, isn't this obvious? Since the style of the grave mountain is to kill people and set fire, it is even more robbers than robbers. They only have the share of robbers, so how can they lose money? They poisoned a person, but bought the entire Xichuan County Luhuocao. The circle was too big."

Feng Che smiled and agreed to Jiang Yuechu's statement, "Mr. Liu probably has his mind on Xiaohe, so he should have come back to his senses now. How could a deer grass from a county be targeted at a person? This matter is not over yet, and this Ms. Liu is probably going to have a headache again."
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