Supreme Killer Concubine: Feng Po Jiuxiao

"Hmph, dad is the worst..." Little Baozi turned his head arrogantly.

The eerie atmosphere in that short moment just now was resolved by Xiao Baozi's words, and everyone changed the topic tacitly.

This time, after dinner, Zhuge Canglan didn't bring her husband and son up immediately, but sat on the sofa in the hall and chatted with Kerfield.

Zhuge Canglan and the others hadn't guessed what Kerfield had planned for them.

So she wondered if she could find some clues in the chat.

Although she wanted to ask directly, but after finally finding something interesting, it would not be fun to ask it out blatantly.

Chatting with Kerfield is not boring. He speaks Chinese very well, understands everything he says, and responds quickly.

However, after talking for a while, turning around, he turned to some ancient myths and stories. Kerfeld smiled and said: "I am very interested in the history of your country, "Sou Shen Ji", "Shan Hai Jing" There are also some Taoist classics that say that ordinary people can become gods through cultivation, I wonder if it is true?"

Zhuge Canglan and Yutian Xuanhuang clenched each other's hands at the same time, it seemed that Kerfeld also doubted their identities.

Zhuge Canglan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "In our ancient legends, there are many myths and stories about cultivating Taoism, cultivating Buddhism, and some witches, all of which can be psychic. I don't know about it now. I guess these are the same. It's just some legends, how can there be so many ghosts, I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen a single ghost."

She asked Yutian Xuanhuang: "Husband, have you seen it?"

"No."

Zhuge Canglan looked nonchalantly, and said: "It's like you have vampires in the West. They are just legends. I have never seen any vampire murders in the news. It's just a legend, so it can't be true."

The corners of Kerfield's lips seemed to be stiff for a moment, but the abnormality soon disappeared.

They chatted for a while, and then went back to their rooms to sleep.

After returning to the room, Yutian Xuanhuang carried the little bun to the bed and let him sleep by himself.

Entering the bedroom, Zhuge Canglan frowned and said, "Do you think Kerfield has any other plans? It is absolutely impossible for him to simply express his gratitude for allowing us to live in."

Yutian Xuanhuang sneered: "He shouldn't have any malice towards us, but he has no kindness to save San."

"Come on, let's follow Kerfield to see what he's going to do." Suddenly he stood up, picked up Zhuge Canglan and flew out through the window.

Zhuge Canglan came back to his senses and was already floating in the night sky in his arms.

It was cold outside, she plunged her head into Yutian Xuanhuang's arms: "What's wrong?"

"I locked Kerfield with my spiritual sense, and he came out in a hurry. Let's follow and see what he does."

Zhuge Canglan looked down, only to see a black shadow on the top of the school running for a long distance with a screeching sound, the speed is definitely beyond human power.

Yutian Xuanhuang took him along in the air and followed unhurriedly.

Watching him cross the racetrack and the farm, and came to a long row of factory-like houses, he looked around vigilantly, and went in when he saw 'no one'.

Yutian Xuanhuang asked: "What kind of place is this?"

"It should be the workshop used by their own farm to make wine. Let's go down quickly."

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