There was a neat and clean cup on the bed, and the whole room seemed to have been cleaned just now.
This is indeed the room of Shen Yiren that the scumbag said, but this situation...
The hope was lost, and the feeling of a slight tingling in the scalp hit the brain, Ming Fei really stared at the bed tightly, and seemed to be able to find some clues from the flat to the unnatural bed.
Suddenly, Ming Feizhen lifted the delicate and straight quilt on the bed, and there was a sense of sight that shattered the porcelain and destroyed the beautiful things.
He reached out and touched the bed.
"Sure enough... asshole."
The bed was still warm.
Making the bed and the room does not make the bed return to the normal temperature immediately. Of course, this cannot be called a mistake, because in the imagination of the kidnapper, no one should have chased in so quickly.
Ming Fei really lowered his head in thought.
The bed was still warm, and it was obvious that the person had just left not long ago.
But this person is not low-level, and he didn't leave any clues about his whereabouts.
Although Mingfei really amplified his hearing to listen, he still couldn't find any clues. If you are in the wild now, the results may be different, but in a busy city such as Canghu Town, it is not easy to distinguish an unfamiliar breath from it.
The clues are broken again.
Once again, frustration hits the heart.
Ming Feizhen has been tracking down for so many days. From the day of departure, to entering the city, to visiting all the townspeople, to riding the Black Bear King to the other courtyard of the Luo family, he went everywhere. From the lack of information, to knowing her whereabouts, she has now found the room where she should have been a quarter of an hour ago.
But it all came to nothing in front of my eyes again.
"Boss..."
Ming Feizhen slowly touched the bed, thinking about the suffering Shen Yiren had suffered in the past half month.
She is so full of energy and ambition, she has an ideal blueprint in her eyes that ordinary people can't imagine, and she is so bold and unconcealed. You can tell from your eyes.
She is so easy to get angry, and she has the temperament of scolding and beating people at every turn. She is so lively, when she hears that there is a murder, her eyes light up, and she runs faster than anyone else.
It is simply unimaginable to have her lying motionless on the bed as a living dead.
It is obvious that the person is right in front of you, and the difference is only a quarter of an hour. Ming Feizhen repeatedly asked himself, why is he still late
Mingfei really asked himself, it wasn't that he didn't have a chance to come earlier. Even earlier than today, earlier than yesterday, when they were on their way, he had the ability to swept to Canghu Town in advance to make arrangements. Even when he learned about this, he could go directly to Huzhou to lend a helping hand to the girl boss who was in distress.
But he didn't.
He can save people if he can take the risk of heightening his identity.
Shen Yiren was in danger again, and what was worse, he didn't even know who the other party was or what he would do.
Familiar remorse strikes his heart again after many years. It came so suddenly and unexpectedly, but it hurt more than the first time. It was as if the wound that had not yet formed scabs was dug up, and the rotten flesh underneath was executed together, and the blood dripped with blood and met the current self face to face.
— "Don't be like that... You looked terrible just now... Promise me not to kill... OK?"
- "You can't save anyone... Whether it's Simon or that bastard."
- "Ming Feizhen, as long as you are still Ming Feizhen, I will never appear in front of you."
Nothing seems to have changed.
Putting down his authority, his identity, his reputation, his money, his sword, his armor, his self-righteous pride, his beloved girl, and his hatred, he chose to retire.
The result is strikingly similar, he once again missed the object he wanted to protect.
So did Xue, so did Simon, and so did the child.
Why, I always come one step late
Ming Fei looked at the bed dully and fell into repeated self-examination.
There was a commotion at the door, and the last hut in the courtyard still welcomed an uninvited guest. The disciples of the casting room and the sword room fought to the end, and there were only about twenty people left. He looked into the room and shouted.
"There are still people here, who are you! Are you a junk from the sword room?"
"This person is stupid and keeps looking at the sky. Isn't this a woman's boudoir?"
shouted a little late.
"The casting room, you are not ready to capture?"
"Hey, inside, don't get out yet. Is this where you should be?"
"Wait, wait, this man's eyes... are, are they red?"
Ming Feizhen slowly raised his head and smiled.
"You guys... had a good time, didn't you?"
It didn't take much time for the remnants of the two groups to be quietly buried in the dog hole in the courtyard.
Ming Fei really took off the human skin mask, as if the air would be fresher, and sat on the bed with his head up. His eyes were as red as blood, but he had no intention of concealing it. Even martial arts. If someone who is familiar with him is by his side, he will definitely try his best to discourage comfort at this time. This may be an extremely dangerous moment in the world.
—What exactly did I retire for? Is it to become the person he is now, who can't even save a girl
After retiring, the things that happened and the people I met were not more or less, but also some.
But for some reason, at this moment, what comes to mind is Su Xiao's smiling face.
—Brother Ming, didn’t you teach me that the mountains don’t turn water, and the water doesn’t turn people? If a person has no brains, he will suffocate to death as soon as he soaks his urine.
...that's a rogue.
Su Xiao in his mind had a pretty face and was very serious: "You are obviously a big rogue! Just gave up?"
Just give up
Ming Feizhen came back to his senses, the redness in his eyes finally subsided, and there was a faint trace of sweat on his forehead.
"Why should I give up now? I really can't dig three feet into the ground, but it's just a small town, where can I escape. I've already traveled twice, why not do it again?"
Ming Feizhen stood up, took a deep breath, and was about to leave when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"This taste..."
Because he paid too much attention to the escape, Ming Feizhen ignored the most obvious abnormality in the room.
The smell in the air is obviously abnormal.