C1865 Qin Xiao's Death(1)

As soon as Zhu Qing returned to the inn, he rushed up to the second floor and pushed open the door. Sure enough, he saw Squirrel lying on the bed with his eyes closed.

"Squirrel!" Zhu Qing rushed over and asked with a frown, "Where did you go?"

Squirrel lazily opened his eyes. When he saw that it was Zhu Qing, he turned around and ignored him