Beast Controlling Space: Cultivation of Immortality Starts with Stocking Up

Hearing Liu Xingyao's words, a flash of panic flashed in Zhao Laoqi's eyes. Although it was quick, Liu Xingyao still discovered it.

Zhao Laoqi did not see with his own eyes whether Sang Shu killed Liu Jiawang with his own hands. He just had hatred in his heart for Sang Shu's failure to save him, but he did not expect that Liu Xingyao would be so detailed.

Thinking of this, Zhao Laoqi quickly covered his guilty conscience with a sad look on his face, and there was resentment in his tone: "Brother, although I didn't see it with my own eyes, it was Uncle Wang who led people to kill the entire Sang family. If it weren't for Hu That boy fell in love with Sang Shu, and she has died a long time ago. With such deep hatred, he also met an official, with the support of the official, this Uncle Wang..."

Zhao Laoqi's meaning is obvious. Sang Shu has a motive and a backer.

Liu Xingyao frowned, as if thinking about something.

"You mean, this official is the Su Zhizhou?"

Zhao Laoqi nodded. He remembered that Liu Jiawang called the official Su Zhizhou.

Liu Xingyao's eyes looked at the stairs where Sang Shu left. This woman looked so charming. She really had many ways to support the official when she met him. What did the little magistrate have to fear?He is still following the general!

However, this official named Su made him have some doubts. The surname Su was the royal surname, but how could the royal family be a small magistrate?Could it be a coincidence?
"Brother Xingyao, why don't we take this bitch back for interrogation? We can definitely find out the whereabouts of Uncle Wang. At that time, the bandits said that Uncle Wang was dead, but they didn't see anyone alive or dead. What if... What if Wang Wang was dead? Uncle is not dead?"

Seeing that Liu Xingyao didn't answer, Zhao Laoqi said again: "If nothing happens, Xiao Yi will be lost. Maybe Sang Shu will know?"

Xiao Yi is Liu Xingyao's son, Liu Jiawang's grandson, Liu Yi.

Sure enough, Liu Xingyao couldn't sit still when he mentioned his son.

Ever since he met Zhao Laoqi and learned what happened at home, he immediately sent people to look for Xiao Yi, but there is no news so far. What if Sang Shu really knows the news about his son?

"Don't alert the snake yet. Wait until night and kidnap Sang Shu back. I will interrogate you personally."

Liu Xingyao still had his own purpose in saying this. He had been in the army for a long time and had not touched a woman for a long time. This Sang Shu was very beautiful, so why not just keep her by his side? Didn't Sang Shu also have a younger brother?He can be considered a military commander now, and Sang Shu has no reason to reject him.

And Zhao Laoqi naturally understood what Liu Xingyao meant. He had met Sang Shu and knew that Sang Shu was not a soft persimmon. As long as Liu Xingyao tied her to the military camp, wouldn't it mean that she was on his own territory?He has many ways to get Sang Shu, and he has long wanted to take revenge.

Sang Shu was attracted by two grown men without her knowledge.

"Ah sneeze!" Sang Shu rubbed her nose, who was talking about her?

"Is Miss Sang feeling cold? Can I ask the store owner to make some ginger soup?" Xue Fei happened to come to Sang Shu to discuss tomorrow's journey when he heard Sang Shu sneezing.

The further north you go, the colder it gets. In Yuzhou, the cold wind is chilly, making your skin cold. In the north, it is bitingly cold, so cold that your ears are red, but Sang Shu is still wearing thin clothes.

He himself is a cultivator, so he is naturally not afraid of the cold, but he cannot feel the spiritual power of Sang Shu. He should be an ordinary person, how can he survive the cold?

Naturally, Xue Fei didn't know that Sang Shu was also a cultivator. Although she wasn't as high as Xue Fei yet, ordinary people couldn't even think of hurting her.

"Okay, let's drink something to warm ourselves up." Sang Shu replied.

Soon, Xue Fei came back with a piece of sugar cake in his hand.

"Miss Sang, do you want to eat?" Xue Fei asked based on the principle of sharing half of the food when we meet each other.

Of course, it’s not that I really shared half of it, or I simply felt embarrassed to eat alone.

Sang Shu looked at Xue Fei's face, as if he had just secretly touched up his makeup. The powder on his face had become stuck due to the wind and sun these past few days.I was already a little annoyed, but seeing a face like this made me even more annoyed.

She replied with a hint of disgust: "No need, Mr. Xue, does he have to wear makeup every day?"

In fact, Xue Fei was a little lazy about putting on makeup when he was on the road on weekdays, so Sang Shu had been pleased with it these days, but she couldn't accept it when she suddenly put on makeup again.

Xue Fei seemed to know that his current makeup was not suitable enough. After being criticized by Sang Shu, he was a little embarrassed, but he still did not want to mention his sad past, so he changed the subject and said: "Miss Sang, looking at the weather outside, tomorrow is not suitable. We are on our way and the horses also need to rest, how about starting the day after tomorrow?”

Sang Shu saw a trace of bitterness flashing in Xue Fei's eyes, and was sensible enough not to ask questions, and nodded. Xue Fei was very familiar with this place. If he said it was not suitable to go on the road tomorrow, even if she forced her way, she might not be able to get there tomorrow. Departure is efficient.

"Then I'll go back to the room and take a hot bath first, and you can go to bed early." Xue Fei said goodbye and left.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

The waiter who opened the door and came in was holding a bowl of ginger soup in his hand.

"Miss, this is the ginger soup you want."

Sang Shu was holding an ancient book in her hand to read the exercises. She replied without raising her head: "Put it there."

The waiter put the ginger soup on the table. Before leaving, he glanced at Sang Shu, his eyes unclear.

Sang Shu seemed to notice the sight. When she looked over, the waiter had already left.

But she somewhat trusted her sixth sense, and she always felt that something was wrong.

She stood up and walked to the table. She put her hand on the ginger soup. The edge of the bowl was warm. She blew on the ginger soup and was about to put it into her mouth when she realized something was wrong.

There is something added to this ginger soup.

Could it be that this inn is a black shop?
Sang Shu got up and poured the ginger soup out of the window, and then she planned to use it. She wanted to see what the purpose of the person behind it was.

She went back to bed and read the ancient books for a while, then felt a little tired, put the ancient books in the space, and slowly fell asleep.

After a while, it was getting dark, and before Sang Shu fell asleep, she felt a subtle sound coming from the door of her room.

The lock on the door of the room in this inn is just a wooden hanger. You can easily open the door with a short knife from the outside.

However, although Sang Shu had sensitive hearing, she still realized that the person outside the door was not an ordinary person, nor did he look like a practitioner. He should be a practitioner who knew some moves.

Soon, the door was opened, and it sounded like the footsteps of two people, one light and the other heavy.

Just when someone's hand was about to touch Sang Shu's body, Sang Shu opened her eyes instantly, so scared that Zhao Laoqi sat on the ground.

These two people are Liu Xingyao and Zhao Laoqi.