Luo Feiyu found some black and gray in the Wuhua Room.

This shows that the monk had burned paper and other things before he went out.

Wuhua obviously packed everything and took the initiative to go out, and he didn't want people to know that he had left.

If he really wanted to leave, no one would care. Wuhua's arrangement made specifically seemed meaningless - after all, no one in Baima Villa would pay attention to whether he was really taking a bath, and no one would be so bored that he eavesdropped on him taking a bath.

...Luo Feiyu is still so bored!

He realized that the objects Wuhua made were not to guard against others, but to hide them from him.

Luo Feiyu was in a somewhat subtle mood, between "unhappy" and "I am indeed special". With the mixture of the two, the more Wuhua didn't want him to know, the more he wanted to go and see it.

This monk probably received some letters and decided to go out temporarily. With the depth of the bucket, it would probably take an hour or two to come back. I really heard that he had fallen asleep at that time.

When I went out late at night, I was so mysterious... there were ghosts! There were ghosts!

But there was only a piece of black and gray left in the paper. Where should he find Wuhua?

Luo Feiyu searched around the room and found no gains. He had no clue and sat on the bed of Wuhua in disappointment.

Then, his eyes lit up again. He smiled and turned around and threw himself into the flowerless quilt. He buried it inside and took a few deep breaths. While breathing, he rubbed the soft quilt with satisfaction, like a big marten waving his tail only with a soft nest.

【…Kingman…you are really out of salvation…】

What's wrong with a perverted man!

[I think it's such a short time... The Woman probably hasn't had time to use this bed.]

Luo Feiyu felt it was reasonable, so he nodded, and then he began to roll on the bed unscrupulously.

【…】The system really couldn’t understand this person’s operation and asked in a daze: [King Shi, what are you doing?]

Luo Feiyu spread his limbs into a "big" character and smiled foolishly: I want to make this smell full of my smell. When the monk comes back, I will tell him: Come on! This bed is full of athlete's foot... Oh no, the smell of sleeves!! Rounding it all means that I have a bed with my pillow again!!

【………】Hey, another crazy one.

Luo Feiyu rolled on the bed without any image, rolling, and smelled a trace of normal smell at the tip of his nose.

The monk usually uses wood fragrance, and his body is filled with the light fragrance of Buddhist beads. Why does it seem like there is a faint smell of powder on his bed?

Luo Feiyu hooked his head and followed Xiang to find a woman's scarf and handkerchief under the pillow.

Luo Feiyu frowned and spread the scarf and cutlery, and a line of delicate regular characters in the lower right corner embroidered with "Zhang Guolao".

Mr. Zhang Guo. He has an impression of this name.

There is an "Eight Immortals Boat" in Chunjiang City, and there is an old monster called "Zhang Guolao".

The Eight Immortals Boat is not a boat, but a brothel. There are eight girls in this brothel, so it is called the "Eight Immortals".

Luo Feiyu did not hesitate and turned out the window with a dark face.

He decided to go on the "Eight Immortals Ship" to take a look.

The place where the Eight Immortals Boat is located is the most lively Red Lane Street in Chunjiang City. This alley also has a very spring breeze name, called "Taohua Lane".

Luo Feiyu walked around openly, naturally, and didn't think anything was wrong, but when all passers-by passed by him, they couldn't help but cast strange sights at him.

They probably had never seen a woman like this...swaying and looking for brothels in Huajie Liuxiang without any scruples.

There is no Nanfeng Pavilion in this Taohua Lane. Could it be that she is... to compete with men for women??

Passers-by dare not say too much. When they see the knife behind Luo Feiyu, it is difficult to mess with. People in the martial arts world are all strange, so they can only take a few curiosity.

But the more Luo Feiyu walked, the more he felt deeper.

Wuhua... After not sleeping in the middle of the night, she actually came to visit the brothel secretly!

He was still in a position to go to the brothel and was afraid to let him know!!

The most important thing is that he didn't bring him when he was shopping in brothels!!!

The boat of friendship has capsized! Are you going to die for love!!!

Luo Feiyu was aggressive and his pace became faster and faster. He arrived at the gate of the Eight Immortals Boat in a short while.

The two dark doors are thick and heavy, and under the reflection of the red lanterns, they show a bit strange. There is another couplet at the symmetry of the door couplet with the "Eight Immortals Ship" written on it, which says "Rouge Sea".

Luo Feiyu calmed down and prepared to push the door and go in.

But as he reached out to touch the door, his movements suddenly paused again.

He suddenly withdrew his hand, turned his head and walked back without saying a word, faster than when he came.

A young man Ruyu's figure fell lightly in front of him, blocking his way.

"Why don't you go in?"

The young master's attitude was very elegant, but he also had a kind of Tsinghua spirit that made people feel unattainable. He was wearing a clean white dress, with noble materials and not extravagant materials, not too literary, not too arrogant, not shabby, not feeling artificial... He had a perfect "suit" from head to toe. [Note]

Luo Feiyu had never seen Lian Chengbi, but when he saw this man, he was sure that this man must be Lian Chengbi.

This lively Peach Blossom Lane is blown by the chilly spring breeze, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

Luo Feiyu took two steps back without hesitation and said with a smile: "Why should I go in?"

The moment he was about to push the door open, he suddenly thought of something.

All said, Wuhua probably hasn't had time to use that bed.

How could there be Zhang Guo Lao’s scarf and squid under the flowerless pillow?

Wuhua hid any precious objects in the wooden fish. The place under the pillow that is too easy to see through is not his style. Since he has no time to use it, it means that the scarf and handkerchief were originally there.

The room was prepared by the people from Baima Villa, and the towels and handkerchiefs on the bed were naturally put in by the people from Baima Villa from the beginning.

Isn’t Zhou Zhigang, the owner of Baima Villa, a friend of Lian Chengbi and one of the lackeys of Tianzong?

Luo Feiyu felt that he had fallen into a big trap without realizing it.

Lian Chengbi stood under the brilliant lights, with a gentle and elegant smile on his face. He slowly said something cold in a gentle tone: "If Master Liu doesn't go in, he may not see the last person you are looking for."

Luo Feiyu's heart was shocked.

He raised his head, all the smiles on his face disappeared, and he narrowed his eyes and stared at Lian Chengbi, "Do you think I'll be fooled?"

Lian Chengbi smiled faintly, curled his lips and closed his eyes and said with a calm expression: "Can Lord Liu smell the night wind tonight?"

Luo Feiyu stared at him, his whole body tense and said nothing.

Lian Chengbi opened his eyes and said, "It's the smell of blood." After he finished speaking, he treated the courtesy and wanted to leave.

Luo Feiyu wanted to look back at the gate, but reason told him that he must not show any hesitation in front of Lian Chengbi. He forced himself to calmly ask: "You lead me here and just leave like this, aren't you afraid that I will run away?"

Lian Chengbi smiled lightly and turned around, quite confident: "Not afraid."

The wind brought him a light words: "He wants to kill me, I want to live, and I will die if I don't live, that's all. People can always burst into endless tricks and potential in difficult situations."

Luo Feiyu's expression gradually became stiff and his knuckles turned white. He sneered: "Just...just you?"

Lian Chengbi just smiled and looked at him.

"………………” Luo Feiyu endured it for a while, feeling that he shouldn't give Lian Chengbi the look. There is no other person in this world who can trick Wuhua except Luo Feiyu!

... Until he really smelled the rust-like smell from the night wind.

Lian Chengbi said: "I came out of hell alive. That's enough."

“……………………”

Luo Feiyu cursed, threw away Lianchengbi, rushed to the gate of the Eight Immortals Ship, and began to hit the thick black gate.

This door was too heavy. Luo Feiyu thought it was in the way, so he pulled out the Aoshuang knife with his back hand, "I'll go, fuck you--"

"boom--!!"

With a loud bang, the "General Seal" slammed the door into pieces.

Luo Feiyu rushed into the brothel, and the surroundings were so quiet that it was unreasonable that the whole hall was empty, with a strong smell of powder, wine and blood floating in the air.

His fingertips began to get cold and his forehead began to sweat. He wanted to calm down, but his body did not listen to his control at all. He opened the doors of the eight private rooms one by one very quickly...

In every room, there were dead people lying, men and women were not let go, and everyone was cut on the head.

There was no living person in this entire Eight Immortals Ship!

The more Luo Feiyu looked in his heart, the more he became more and more panicked. As soon as he opened the door in the last room, the two brothers Yuan Erque and Yuan Wucheng rolled at his feet.

They are already rare masters in the world... Even Luo Feiyu himself dared not ask a one-on-one challenge to join forces.

He endured the rolling stomach and turned the corpses one by one. Some people he knew, while others he didn't, but the empty blood blue strips made Luo Feiyu understand that these were all powerful masters, and their martial arts were not inferior to the Yuan brothers.

He turned to the last one, and as if he had been exhausted from his whole body, he fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Luo Feiyu breathed deeply, his nose and mouth full of blood. He trembled and gritted his teeth tightly, his face turned pale like a dead person, his eyes were red and blood-filled, and the hilt of Canggu Yaoyue was almost pinched off by him.

No.

There is no Wuhua among these people.

No matter what happens, no news is the best news.

It was the moment he sat down that he dared to let tears fall. He was afraid that if his eyes were blurred by unscrupulous tears, what if he saw the wrong person...

He was still fighting, and he wiped his face hard, and the blood stained on his hands wiped his face, so he was too lazy to care about it.

Luo Feiyu stood up forcibly and vowed to settle the score with Liancheng.

"Squeak".

Luo Feiyu suddenly turned around and looked back.

Feng Siniang stood at the door, with many people behind her. She was stunned by the tragic situation in the house, and said unconsciously: "...shock...shuang?"

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