[69 Book Bar-www.] In the private room on the second floor of Guanyue Building, Hu Ling'er looked at the table of dishes, her eyes were blank, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Time passed by bit by bit, but the person she was waiting for had not arrived yet.

But she believed that as long as he saw what she asked Min Mo to send him, he would definitely appear.

The night became darker, but the crowds outside were getting bustling.

Hu Ling'er sat by the window, leaning against the window, her eyes turned to the streets where people came and went outside.

For some reason, she always feels that she does not belong here. To be precise, she does not belong to this world.

Everything she saw and heard now seemed very natural, but after thinking about it carefully, there was a lot of unacceptable awkwardness.

And will she have some things that people around her can't understand, and will do something that will shock them?

These seem to remind her that she and they do not belong to the same world.

But if this is the case, where would she belong?

Hu Linger couldn't figure it out after touching her chin habitually.

The only person who is related to her now is Xia Yihan. Perhaps these answers can be learned from him.

So, she made this decision and tested his attitude later. If it was feasible, she would tell him the truth.

At this moment, Hu Ling'er kept looking outside the window and narrowed her eyes because she saw a familiar figure passing by below, and then walked into the Moon Viewing Tower.

Why did she come? Did Xia Yihan come with her?

Hu Ling'er searched again, but did not see Xia Yihan's figure. At this moment, a knock on the door sounded outside the door.

After a moment of "hit" in his heart, Hu Ling'er had an ominous premonition, but she still responded: "Come in."

The door creaked open, and a blue figure stepped in.

It's her indeed!

The person who came in turned out to be Sang Rong!

Because Hu Ling'er had made some predictions just now, she was not particularly surprised. She just glanced at her lightly, and then said lazily: "Why are you here? Miss Sang."

Sang Rong closed the door and seemed not surprised that Hu Ling'er knew her. She looked at Hu Ling'er quietly for a while, and suddenly said coldly: "Are you Tang Ling?"

Although the two fought last time, they did not face each other head-on, so strictly speaking, this was the first time Sang Rong and Hu Linger face each other head-on.

"Yes." Hu Ling'er was still lazy and greeted enthusiastically: "The visitor is a guest, please sit down."

Sang Rong took a few steps forward, but did not sit down. He just pulled out two pieces of paper from his sleeve and unfolded it in front of Hu Ling'er, "Is this what you gave to King Han?"

It was a painting and a letter. The painting was a woman in purple sitting quietly on the stone, surrounded by green trees, and the mountains stood behind her. People and scenery shone together, making them beautiful.

The only drawback is that the woman sitting on the stone actually had her back on her back.

But in the letter, the token seal of King Han was printed at the end.

Hu Ling'er glanced lightly, and before she could answer, Sang Rong walked forward and asked, "Say, where is the woman in the painting now?"

Although she didn't recognize the woman in the painting, she knew the clothes on her body, which were Xia Yihan's. Although the sky was a little dark that night, she didn't see Hu Ling'er's face clearly, but she clearly saw that what she was wearing was

Xia Yihan's clothes are exactly the same as the ones on the painting.

Hu Ling'er curled her lips coldly and asked without answering, "Did King Han ask you to come?"

A trace of guilt flashed in Sang Rong's eyes, but it only flashed away, and then raised his chin and said, "Of course! So tell me quickly."

But Hu Ling'er was so keen that even a little guilty look could not escape her eyes.

She was already aware of her heart. She shook her head and swayed her fingers: "No, no, the person who decided on the deal with me is King Han. I will only tell her whereabouts to King Han. If I guess correctly

, You also like King Han, I don’t believe that you will tell King Han about the whereabouts of your rival.”

"You..." Hu Ling'er hit the nail on the head, Sang Rong was so angry that she couldn't even speak.

Hu Ling'er continued, "If I guess correctly, this trip was not something that King Han asked you to come, but you didn't know how you got these two things, and then came here without him, right?

I think, King Han must have not seen them."

At the beginning, Hu Ling'er was indeed a little angry, thinking that Xia Yihan let Sang Rong come over because she released his pigeon last time.

But later she thought about it carefully, even if Xia Yihan didn't really like Hu Ling'er, at least he cared about the Three-Leaf Blood Lotus on her body, right?

Later, she saw the faint expression in Sang Rong's eyes, so she became even more sure.

"So what?" Sang Rong saw that Hu Ling'er had seen through her, so he simply admitted generously that he raised the paper in his hand and threw it to Hu Ling'er.

Hu Ling'er reached out to answer the letter and took the letter, but the painting just drifted out the window with a gust of wind.

She was about to turn around and catch her, but she heard Sang Rong gloomy: "Tang Ling, if you know the truth, tell me the whereabouts of Hu Ling'er, and then go back to be your bandit and hand over the king Han to

Your first task is done.”

"What if I don't know the truth?" Hu Ling'er smiled madly and curled her lips.

As Hu Ling'er finished speaking, a wicked smile appeared on Sang Rong's originally beautiful face. The cold and charming aura was completely different from her before.

She just looked at Hu Ling'er quietly, her eyes full of viciousness, and she slowly opened her lips and said, "If you don't know the image, I will make you worse than death!"

The dangerous aura approached, and Hu Ling'er tightened her hands and raised her vigilance. However, when she moved, she found that her hands were gradually becoming numb. Not only her hands, but also her legs, and even her entire body were gradually becoming numb.

Looking at the smug smile on the corner of Sang Rong's mouth, Hu Ling'er suddenly realized something, lowered her head and saw the piece of paper still in her hand.

It was almost instinctively throwing it away, but it was too late.

"Do you poison me?" Hu Ling'er gritted her teeth. If she hadn't been sitting at this moment, she might have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Yes, how does it feel to be paralyzed?" Sang Rongmei laughed out loud, and even her voice changed a little from before.

She approached Hu Ling'er step by step, looked at her black veil covering her face, and smiled sinisterly: "I want to see, what does your hidden face look like?"
Chapter completed!