Ling Luoyu looked at the three people over there, and whispered: "Did you let their horses go?"

"Yes!"

Feng Chenglin couldn't hide the gloating on his face.

"Anyway, they put the reins in your hands. Even if the horse ran away, they would be bothering you..."

"Do you know who they are?"

Feng Chenglin's smile gradually froze.

Look at what Ling Luoyu meant, not like a joke.

"Three young masters, you know...who are they?"

"They are the killers of Killer Pavilion!"

This time, Feng Chenglin was completely confused, and suddenly turned to look at three people, but Ling Luoyu pinched his chin.

"Why are you reacting so fiercely? Be careful when they notice your abnormality and act on you..."

Feng Chenglin dryly swallowed his saliva: "...San Shao, are you playing with me... or playing with me?"

Since you know who they are, why not warn him in advance?

"What? Are you scared?" Ling Luoyu retracted his fingertips playfully.

"I'm not afraid, I'm afraid of trouble..."

Feng Chenglin was speechless.

He is afraid of being a hairy!

I just don't want to get into the trouble package of Killer Pavilion!

Last time they had enough trouble because of Dingmiao.

"If you are afraid of trouble, go and chase the horse back..."

"What about the three horses...how do I chase them?"

Even if he is tired into a dog, he may not be able to catch him back.

"San Young Master, have you already known that they are Killer Pavilion?"

"Yeah... That's why I took the rein, who knows you..."

Ling Luoyu couldn't help but laughed out loud.

"You actually put..."

"stop laughing!"

Feng Chenglin really wanted to slap her.

"Three young masters, you are trying to harm me, right?"

She knew that because of his character, she wouldn't obediently feed others horses, she wanted to provoke him.

"No!" Ling Luoyu replied solemnly, but Feng Chenglin didn't believe it at all.

"No blame! You did it on purpose!"

Feng Chenglin didn't believe that Ling Luoyu would have no purpose when he was killed.

"What do you two do?"

Xu Ya got up in the seat, her face gloomy.

"Our young lady likes to drink your rice wine, but it should be hot...Go, warm up some rice wine for the young lady!"

"Okay!"

Ling Luoyu responded straightforwardly, winking at Feng Chenglin.

"Go, hot rice wine!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Your uncle! !

He scolded Ling Luoyu eighteen times in his heart, and then reluctantly went to Mu Sheng and asked for a wine utensil to warm the wine.

When everything was settled, Xu Ya walked over with his chicken leg and brought the warm wine away.

"Go and prepare a clean room for our lady, clean and clean!"

"Yes!"

Ling Luoyu gestured towards the wind.

"Have you heard this uncle? Don't go to work!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

He drew a circle in his mind again, and he went upstairs angrily.

Downstairs, Ling Luoyu sat behind the counter with a smile, really like a small shopkeeper.

The door opened, and a man in clothes walked in with a chill.

A sense of killing instantly enveloped the tavern.

In the corner, the three members of Killer Pavilion looked up together.

Lingyiren's eyes swept over them, dropped a gold coin on the counter, and walked straight to the backyard.

When Mu Sheng heard the movement, he was about to walk out, but was stopped by Ling Luoyu's eyes.

She followed up with a smile: "This guest officer, I'm really sorry, we don't have any spare rooms in this pub."