"You wake up, come and have a meal."

The next morning, Luo Feng was taken to a secret basement.

At this time, the middle-aged man was wearing a scarf, still the yellowed white shirt, and was making simple home-cooked dishes.

Cucumber and egg soup, sour potato shreds and sour duck meat from my unknown place.

He looks ordinary, wearing glasses, honest and honest, like a programmer sitting in front of a computer all day.

It can be said that even if it is thrown into the sea of ​​people, there is no abnormality.

Luo Feng knew very well that he had no chance to escape now. He just watched the middle-aged man put the food in front of him, and then sat down and buried his head in the meal.

It seemed that the bloodshed last night had nothing to do with him.

"What do you want to do?" Luo Feng said in a deep voice.

"If you eat or sleep, you will not speak. Now is the time to eat," said the middle-aged man.

Luo Feng grabbed the chopsticks and ate quickly, "Then can you tell me now?"

The middle-aged man did not answer, but cleaned the bowls and chopsticks alone, sat down with a thermos cup, looked at Luo Feng and smiled and shook his head.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'll ask you a question. For you, is Department Store justice or evil?"

"There has never been absolute justice and evil in this world," Luo Feng said with his chest, "it's all right."

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows, obviously satisfied with Luo Feng's answer, "It seems that the department store is also a sober member of the world."

"You haven't answered my question yet, what do you want to do?"

"What do you think?"

Luo Feng frowned, "Many people in the department store say that you are doing it for money, and you can do whatever you give it to."

The topic changed, "I thought so when I joined before, but now it seems that it is not."

"How to say it," the middle-aged man discovered that Luo Feng was not only a craftable material, but his judgment was also very terrible.

Luo Feng said lightly, "If it were just for money, you should have left the imperial capital long ago, instead of killing each other with the people from the Department Store here and sacrificing so many people."

"This morning, I suddenly realized something, that is, does the Emperor have something or people who make you care about it, so you can't leave?"

If the middle-aged man was surprised by Luo Feng's judgment just now, then he was shuddering now

The middle-aged man took out a cigarette and lit it. It was not a good cigarette, but in fact it was in line with his temperament.

He took a deep breath and nodded, "You guessed it."

"Is it a person or a thing?" Luo Feng asked.

"It's not what you should know. Sometimes it's not good for you to know more. I don't want to tell you because you are a material that can be made. Maybe this is also the old master and your master have never left their spare time.

Let’s protect the real reason.”

"What's the secret?" Luo Feng was secretly surprised and glanced at the middle-aged man. Luo Feng asked in a different way, "What effect do you want to achieve in this action?"

"What's the effect, how do you say," the middle-aged man pondered, "it should have been achieved, although the sacrifice is a bit big."

"The Master of God is right?" Luo Feng frowned, "That rune master has never been here. He must have been dealing with Master of God. I heard that your people are talking, he has already sacrificed, which means he has faced it.

An opponent he cannot face, and this person is the old teacher.”

"That's right."

"So..." Luo Feng took a deep breath, "Is the old master dead?"

The middle-aged man laughed, "It would be great if the old master died so easily. He lived in his 180s and an old immortal. Just talking about cultivation and fortune, no one can see it.

.”

"In the world, except for your master, the old madman, who is the peerless powerful man from the old era, who can be as strong as the old master, I am afraid no one can kill him."

"But..." the middle-aged man said with satisfaction, "But he is also a human being. He will die in the end, and he will also have seven emotions and six desires. Once a person has seven emotions and six desires, he will have flaws."

Each of the colorful beads taken away by Mr. Ye from the Yin-Yang family was carved by the lifelong skills of the heads of the Yin-Yang family.

"That beads?" Luo Feng asked, "What is that?"

"In fact, it's not something amazing, it can magnify people's emotions and desires," said the middle-aged man lightly, "Mr. Ye deliberately angered the old master with his past events. The last of the colorful beads represents anger curse.

The seal will fully exert its effectiveness.”

"You can't kill the old master, but at least this action can make him lose his power of action. You can see clearly and have a clear goal. Is it worth the sacrifice just so much?" Luo Feng became more and more curious about what the hell was there in the imperial capital,

They were willing to do so.

"It's worth it, everything is worth it," the middle-aged man smiled faintly.

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from the door, and the woman in the middle stage of the Dragon Top walked in with a cold face.

The middle-aged man looked at Luo Feng without any hostility, "Little brother, you are a good person, at least compared with many people in the department store, yes, I didn't want to hurt you, I can let you go after this mission,

But you have to promise me something.”

Luo Feng was slightly stunned, "What's the matter?"

"Don't fight for those who are arrogant anymore. They are not worthy of your efforts. With your talent and mind like this, you can stay away from the world. You will achieve great things within ten years."

"Can you agree?"

Luo Feng pondered, "I never thought about who to serve."

"That's great," the middle-aged man patted Luo Feng on the shoulder, "Come on, when I see you, I feel like I have seen myself before. You go down and rest first."

Then Luo Feng was taken to the stone prison in the basement, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell.

The woman in the middle-level dragon stage was holding a thick quilt and walked over reluctantly, throwing the quilt heavily on the wooden bed, and said in a deep voice, "This is Mr. K's quilt. He is worried that it is dark and damp here, will you be sealed with the air?

Stay, I will cover you.”

"Sister, what's your name?" Luo Feng smiled and stood up to please him.

"Stop getting close to me, I'll kill you if you talk more."

Luo Feng sighed, "I just think my sister is so beautiful and curious."

The woman's face turned red and she glared at Luo Feng coldly, blurted out, "February Red."

"February Moon Red?" Luo Feng was stunned.

The woman explained, "We have never had a real name, and even if we have a real name, we are unwilling to use it. Everyone you see here has a tragic fate, do you understand?"

Speaking of this, Luo Feng saw endless anger and grief on February red face.

"It has anything to do with department stores?" Luo Feng asked tentatively.

"It's not department store, but the entire martial arts world, and more forces you don't know," Er Yuehong clenched his fists and said gloomyly.

At night, Luo Feng did not fall asleep.

In fact, Luo Feng didn't know if it was already evening. He thought a lot in this dim stone chamber with only one oil lamp.

What are the first old master and his master and others hiding, and why can they anger so many people to resist?

What kind of role-playing role-playing is the Chinese and martial arts world? Inside, they are the laws of China and the martial arts world, but for middle-aged men, they are hypocritical.

The third and most important point is what are the origins of the people and things in the imperial capital, and why middle-aged men are willing to pay such a great price and get it.

Everything seemed to have surfaced, but it seemed that no useful news was obtained.

At this moment, a wailing sound came from the corridor. Er Yuehong walked in with a thin homeless man, and then threw him next to Luo Feng.

"You are unlucky, but there is no night. You just came here. Don't worry, I won't kill you. After we finish dealing with the matter, you can leave."

"What the hell are you doing? I just passed by and wanted to find a place to sleep. Who did I mess with whom did I get?"

Luo Feng was very familiar with the voice next door, but because he couldn't see the neighbor, he shouted tentatively, "Brother, do we know each other? Your voice looks like a friend of mine."
Chapter completed!