Song Qing rubbed his red and swollen face and said in a muffled voice, "
"Junior martial sister Zhong asked someone to pass on a message, saying that she has something to tell you."
Poor Zhong Li is looking for me. Xu Qi 'an nodded.
"If it's not urgent, I'll take some time to go over.
"By the way, senior brother song, have you been staying up all night doing alchemy experiments recently? have you not slept for a long time?"
Song Qing was stunned.
"How did you know?"
If you were smart, you wouldn't have accepted Zhong Li's mission. This was a simple reasoning ... Xu Qi 'an didn't explain. He respectfully sent away Song Qing, who wasn't very smart.
After watching him leave, Xu Qi 'an wiped off the strong anesthetic on the door, pushed it open, and entered.
The room was empty, and the bed was a mess. Without the number one beauty of Da Feng, the irregular spots on the bed sheets had dried up.
