Ye Chengfeng squinted at him.
As if to say: Do you think I am embarrassed
Luo Yu suddenly wanted to burst into tears.
He almost forgot that this guy was a dark-bellied and shameless pervert who was similar to his third senior brother.
Ye Chengfeng turned around suddenly, and gently tapped the wall.
The next moment, I heard the sound of clicking under my feet.
Immediately afterwards, in the center of the house, a staircase extending diagonally downward appeared under the table.
Ye Chengfeng gently pushed the yellow rosewood table away with his palm, then took a candle outside, turned and walked into the tunnel.
"Still not following?"
"ah?"
Ye Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, "Don't you want to see your elder brother? I'll take you to see him."
Luo Yu came back to his senses with a jolt.
He didn't even care about thinking about Ye Chengfeng's purpose, so he quickly followed.
The walkway leading down is very long.
And the surroundings were dark and silent.
Only the candle in Ye Chengfeng's hand emitted a dim yellow light.
For the hundredth time in Luo Yu's heart, he regretted that he hadn't taken the lighting spar from the table just now.
So is this perverted national teacher.
They are all for lighting anyway, so why not take the shiny lighting spar.
Instead, take this poor candle with a small flame.
Well, how about midnight horror in this aisle
Luo Yu made a face towards the back in front of him, and then made a gesture of chopping off his head with a sword.
Unexpectedly, Ye Chengfeng turned his head suddenly as if he had eyes behind his back.
Under the dim light, one could see a faint smile in those eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Luo Yu withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and said with a dry smile: "It's nothing, it's just chasing flies. I said how long is this passage? Can't you walk faster?"
Ye Chengfeng didn't pierce it, and there wasn't even a single fly here.
He just turned around and continued to walk forward, but the pace under his feet accelerated a little.
Luo Yu hurriedly followed, thinking that he would see the senior brother in a while, he couldn't help jumping up in joy.
"Your Highness, do you... hate me?"
Just as he was thinking about it, Ye Chengfeng's slightly deep and hoarse voice suddenly came from his ear.
Luo Yu was stunned for a while, and it took him a while to realize what he was asking himself.
He frowned slightly, then withdrew all his expressions, and said slowly: "The most important thing in this world to me is Xiaoyaomen. My master is Shi Qing, formerly known as Shi Yuanqing, and he raised me for ten years. For a few years, he treated me like his own son, but he died at the hands of Sly Thorns."
Ye Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said, "Who is the thorn?"
Luo Yu was dumbfounded by his question at first.
Afterwards, the seven orifices were filled with anger: "Isn't the sly thorn the one you sent to hunt down me and senior brother? Now you actually ask who I am?"
Only then did Ye Chengfeng show a dazed expression.
With a calm expression, he said: "I don't care much about you, I usually don't care much."
Luo Yu felt a ball of anger rushing straight into his brain.
It made him almost unable to restrain the killing intent in his heart.
An unimportant little guy, just a light order from Ye Chengfeng, took the life of his most beloved master.
But he eventually held back.
Because he knew he was no match for Ye Chengfeng.
And the elder brother's life is still in this person's hands.
Along the way, the two of them didn't speak any more, and the surroundings were eerily quiet.
Until, the eyes suddenly opened up.
An elegantly furnished stone room appeared, and in the center of the stone room, a young man was sitting by the window, staring at the Bingpo Sword in his hand in a daze.