Iceberg beauty lifts her head

Ming Leiluo died unjustly, and no one rings the bell to decide the official case. It is rare that Brother Yao is determined to defend him, and I have no reason not to help. "

Looking deeply at each other, Feng Chengyu's peach blossom eyes were radiant, containing the power to seduce people's hearts: "Besides, the two of us have been traveling all the way to get along, and we have already formed an irreversible friendship. The matter of Brother Yao is mine." Things... But Brother Fan Yao wants to know something, just ask, I know everything, and I can talk endlessly."

Unable to tell what kind of feeling he felt in his heart, Yao Qiyun's demeanor was all introverted, showing a sense of peace and indifference after many years of cultivation. After a long time, he spoke word by word, with no ups and downs in his voice:

"Someone left a series of footprints on the wall between your two families."

"Yuemo was left when someone came in to look for "Honglei Fist." Feng Chengyu raised his jaw, rubbed it for a moment, and did not hold back his guess:

"Senior Dong's original cultivation technique is unparalleled in the world, and many people coveted it. It is not uncommon for some people to sneak into the old site to steal the secret book."

Yao Qiyun was silent again. Fortunately, the exercise book was lent to Yaomen in the past few years, but it has not been returned to him. If it falls into the hands of evil people, the matter will be much more difficult.

Sensing the slight change in his expression, Feng Chengyu seemed to randomly pick a bayberry from the fruit plate and put it in his mouth.

The peach blossom eyes that narrowed slightly were full of shrewdness: "Brother Yao, did you think of something else?"

The less people know about the whereabouts of the cheats, the better. Yao Qiyun shook his head slightly as his thoughts flashed: "Are they from the Shifang Gang?"

The bright red of bayberry juice, like a mandala flower, splashed on Feng Chengyu's lips, decadent and alluring: "It is very possible that there are many people who are good at flying over walls in the Shifang Gang..."

Fly over the wall...

Inadvertently being mentioned by him, the lines between Yao Qiyun's eyebrows became more and more profound, and he uttered a few words: "Sun Lan..."

"Brother Yao is referring to... Feng Tuojiu's married wife, a male and female bandit, Sun Lan?"

Unconsciously adjusting his sitting posture, Feng Chengyu sat crookedly on the back of the big chair, shook his head and smiled, and looked at Shang Yao Qiyun's more determined eyes, but there was a slight joke on his face, and even felt for a moment that this People seem a little crazy.

13. Chapter 13

"20 years ago, she died in a mass grave."

Stated the rumors widely circulated in the city, murmured as if talking to himself, but it did not prevent Yao Qiyun from hearing the deep doubts:

"It is said that Feng Tuojiu erected a tombstone on Xianshan Hill..."

"That's feigning death witchcraft, which can bring the dead back to life."

Immediately rectified his posture, sitting upright like Yao Qiyun, Feng Chengyu seemed to be very interested: "Is there such a thing? I hope Brother Yao will point out."

"Sun Lan is not dead yet."

Not good at talking non-stop, Yao Qiyun was quiet for a while.Only then did he succinctly express his conjecture: "She is also in the Shifang Gang."

"About this—"

Seeing that he still refused to talk too much, he couldn't help but feel a little more helpless and regretful, but Feng Chengyu also followed the good advice, and stopped delving into that extraordinary skill and method.

Although he saw Yao Qiyun's widowed face, he said again, without hesitation of his own thoughts: "If it is true what Brother Yao said, Sun Lan and Feng Tuojiu are the ten-party gang members for the time being. one of its backbones.”

There was only one person's voice left in the inner hall of Nuo Da. Yao Qiyun sat attentively and listened to Feng Chengyu's logical analysis:

"Sun Lan and the others did all kinds of crimes, burning, killing and looting back then. They were strangled to death by the previous generation of Yaomen. After Feng Tuojiu brought her back to life, their leader Qianmianren died at the hands of Brother Yao. I have a feeling , even if Brother Yao doesn't go to them, they will probably send themselves to the door to seek revenge from Brother Yao."

Thinking over his words carefully, Yao Qiyun couldn't help feeling the same way, thinking that the story of him killing the thousand-faced man had spread in the Central Plains recently, and it would naturally alarm the people of the Shifang Gang.

Feng Chengyu stared at his reaction, his bottomless pupils reflected the dim light, appearing more and more profound and complicated, as if countless thoughts flashed in the blink of an eye:

"And they just caused a big commotion in Xiancheng, but they deliberately hid in the dark, maybe they want to lure brother Yao to investigate, so as to take advantage of people's surprise and sneak attack."

The inside story was gradually revealed, but Yao Qiyun frowned a little, thinking again: "You seem to know them very well..."

Seeing that he was always wary of people, Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes, paused for a while before opening his mouth softly: "Actually, it's all just random thoughts, just a little reference for brother Yao."

Speaking of this, he put away his serious expression, and suddenly laughed loudly, revealing the natural harmlessness of an extremely ghostly animal:

"Regardless of their real situation or not, brother Yao has just arrived in Xiancheng today, so it is expected that they will not make any moves for a while, and we will discuss everything in detail when we find out the specific news of the Shifang Gang tomorrow!"

"Well, thank you..."

A little absent-minded, Yao Qiyun murmured thanks to him, but for some reason, his brain felt dizzy, and it became more and more difficult to concentrate on thinking about things.

The only thing that turned over and over in his mind were the names of the villains that he knew before he went down the mountain.

Sun Lan, Feng Tuojiu, and the subordinates of the Shifang Gang... How can I find out where these people are in the vast sea of ​​people in the world?

"Brother Yao? Brother Yao?"

Feng Chengyu waved his hands in front of his eyes, observing his slightly slack pupils: "This is the end of today's talk about the extermination of the Dong family. You look tired, why don't you stay at my house for a night?"

Trying to shake his lead-like head, Yao Qiyun supported the table and slowly raised his body: "No, I'll go to the inn to stay overnight."

Feng Chengyu followed closely and got up together, insisting to persuade: "You are not lightly drunk, and I am worried about living outside alone."

"No problem..."

"Brother Yao, why are you so cautious? Stay with me, and if someone finds out the news of the Shifang Gang tomorrow morning, I will let you know in time."

Yao Qiyun pondered after hearing the words, and raised his eyes to see Feng Chengyu's face clearly, but his eyes were full of hazy double shadows, so chaotic that he couldn't focus.After a while, I couldn't even tell the direction.

Sighing helplessly, he blurted out a word: "Okay..."

The figures under the halo suddenly overlapped, Feng Chengyu didn't open Yao Qiyun's arm, let him wrap his shoulders, then held his waist, and hugged him tightly.

I don't know how long he has been drunk just now. Although his face is normal, his whole body is limp and has no center of gravity, and the weight is completely attached to him:

"Brother Yao is so overwhelmed by alcohol, he only drank a glass, and he is so drunk..."

Yao Qiyun seemed to want to say something, but his lips only moved a few times, unable to utter a single word. His half-closed eyes concealed the usual indifference and alienation, and his breath was full of fumes. smell of alcohol.

At this time, Yan An had just finished sending Sheng'er home, and hurried to the inner hall again, waited in front of them, and bowed respectfully to Feng Chengyu: "Master, why is Young Master Yao so drunk that he can't even walk steadily? Shall I give him some hangover plums first?"

Feng Chengyu shook his head, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, you go and clean my bedroom."

There was a sly smile in the crooked eyes: "Let him sleep, no matter how drunk he is, he will wake up."

"Yes..." Yan An bowed his head, and he still felt guilty when he left: "It's a little boy who can't handle things well. I didn't expect Mr. Yao to be so incapable of drinking. If I knew it, I would order warm wine. I hope Mr. Yao won't doubt the young master." It’s better to have ulterior motives!”

After listening to this, he couldn't help but started to laugh. After Yan An took a step ahead, Feng Chengyu dragged Yao Qiyun into his arms, and the two walked through the hall and corridor into the bedroom in the main courtyard.

At this moment, Yan An had already tidied up the bed, Feng Chengyu helped Yao Qiyun to the bed, and in order to make it easier for him to sleep, he took off his coat, leaving only a thin undershirt, but never Just as he was tucking in the thin quilt, Yao Qiyun suddenly sat up with his quilt wrapped around him.

Slightly opened his blurred eyes, and said vaguely: "I haven't bathed yet."

"Ok?"

Because the voice was too low, Feng Chengyu, who was about to leave the side, couldn't hear his words clearly, so he quickly bent over and put his ear on his lips: "Brother Yao, what did you just say?"

First he was silent for a while, and after a while, there was a cloudy smell of wine in his ears: "I haven't bathed yet."

Feng Chengyu was stunned when he heard the words, recalling the first time he was in the same room, he couldn't laugh or cry: "Brother Yao, do you want to take a good bath before going to sleep?"

Yao Qiyun lowered his eyes, still confused, and blinked very slowly, with a rare kind of meekness: "Mmm..."

"Okay, I see." Feng Chengyu agreed with a smile, then turned his head and ordered to the door of the room: "Come here."

Yan An, who was waiting outside the door, pushed the door open immediately upon hearing the sound, and stood respectfully by the side: "Young Master, what else can I order?"

"Get some bath water."

Yan An raised his head and glanced hurriedly at the two people beside the couch, as if he was a little confused by the instructions, even though he was a servant, he still couldn't help asking: "Is it the young master who wants to take a bath now?"

"I'll bathe Brother Yao."

Hearing that Yan An's eyes had changed, he seemed to be particularly disapproving of this approach, and once again bit the bullet and gently advised: "Young master, with your noble status, you have to condescend to Jianggui, and do this kind of cleaning for others. The rough work is tiring, the little ones are really sorry to hear it, and if Mr. Yao doesn't mind after waking up..."

"It's just to help him take a bath, it's nothing." Feng Chengyu didn't think so, and glanced at Yao Qiyun who smelled of alcohol: "Stop talking too much, go quickly!"

"Yes..." Yan An felt ashamed, so he went to prepare a pot of hot water behind the screen of the elegant room.

When Yan An retreated and closed the door, Feng Chengyu began to undress Yao Qiyun without any embarrassment. When the plain white underwear was about to be taken off,