The atmosphere between the two fell silent for a while.
At this moment, "Dong dong gong—dong dong gong—", the sound of gongs and drums was getting closer and closer, and the bustling crowd on Longmen Street gradually dispersed to both sides.
The dragon dance team is here.
Under the night sky, the lanterns are brilliant, and eight huge golden dragons are flying up and down on the brightly lit Longmen Street, vying for a dragon ball in front of them. Walk forward together with Jinlong.
Qiu Yutong glanced at Lu Xiao across the street, hesitated for a moment, then turned and ran into a dark alley.
When the dragon dance team came over just now, the crowd dispersed to both sides of the street, and he took advantage of the chaos to blend into the crowd and reached the opposite side of the street.
There is no time, he must find the third senior brother before midnight tonight.
When I was in Daning Palace last time, the third senior brother said that he would only stay in the capital until the end of the Lantern Festival, that is, tonight, if he misses this opportunity, it will be difficult to have another suitable opportunity to go back to Shuoxue city.
Lu Xiao stared at the figure who was resolutely going away, closed his eyes lightly, and slowly clenched his fists.
He was so hard that the veins on the back of his hands burst out.
The wound on his palm that was cut by Ye Yu has not completely healed so far. With such force, the wound burst open immediately, and the thick warm blood dripped down on the slate floor along the cracks of his fingers, but he seemed not to feel it at all. arrive.
So, you still have to go.
So, you have been unwilling to recognize me.
So, even if you are scolded by the staff, even if you kneel on the snow...you won't call me, Xiao'er.
Are you walking in the world, saving me and helping me, just to prove the truth
... And what about me? What is it
…
Qiu Yutong walked through several small alleys, and soon came to the entrance of Juanlian Hutong. He hesitated for a moment, and then walked in.
Rolling curtain alley is also very lively tonight, with exquisite lanterns everywhere, painted with many pictures that make people blush and heartbeat, Yingying, Yanyan, people come and go, it is very lively, and sometimes there are soft and tender A female voice greeted Qiu Yutong warmly.
"Young man, come in and play."
"Young master, I have been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Oh, young master, come to my sister."
Qiu Yutong tried her best to avoid the slender hands of the girls, bit the bullet and kept walking, and soon came to a small building. He looked up, and there were three soft characters of "Rouge Building" written on the plaque.
That's right, it's here.
At the entrance of the Yanzhi Building, there was a mid-mature woman sitting. Seeing Qiu Yutong, the woman's eyes lit up slightly, and she said softly, "Master, is it your first time to play? Let my sister play with you, how about it?" ?”
Qiu Yutong's scalp was a little numb, and he said dryly: "I'm not here to play, I'm here to find someone."
The woman's complexion suddenly darkened, and her voice, which was originally pretending to be coquettish, was also raised high: "Come to find someone? If you have the ability, tie up your own man. Who are you looking for here?!"
Qiu Yutong: "..."
This face-changing speed is too fast, faster than those Shuzhou monks' face-changing skills.
Seeing Qiu Yutong's dull look, the woman's eyes rolled around, and suddenly she reached out and pinched Qiu Yutong's cheek: "But, just because of your small appearance, even if your man doesn't want you, sister Rouge House welcomes you too, huh?"
Qiu Yutong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, brushed her hand away, opened the curtain and walked in.
"Oh, another guest has come in!" Several Yingying Yanyans rushed over in the hall, and the thick fragrance of makeup and powder was intoxicating.
"Ah-choo! Ah-choo! I'm not here to play..." Qiu Yutong sneezed several times, but he didn't dare to stay longer. He carefully pushed and refused, for fear of pushing it to a place that shouldn't be pushed, while trying his best to go to the stairs direction.
But when he managed to break out of the encirclement and finally stood at the entrance of the guest room corridor on the second floor, he suddenly froze.
Which girl is the third senior brother at
Miss Xiangxue? No, it has been replaced... Qiu Yutong hesitated for a long time, but still couldn't remember.
This is how to do? Are you looking for each room next to each other
It's nothing more than a teahouse or something, this kind of place...
Although Qiu Yutong was a little out of touch with the world, he also knew that in a place like the Yanzhi Building, it was absolutely impossible to knock on the door from room to room.
But it's already very late now, and the third senior brother will leave after midnight.
Otherwise, that's all there is to it.
Gritting her teeth, Qiu Yutong didn't hesitate anymore, she flipped out from a window at the end of the corridor, and landed on the roof lightly and delicately.
There was a burst of pain in his back, and the wound was probably cracked a little more, but Qiu Yutong couldn't care about it anymore, he knelt on the ridge of the roof, hesitated for a moment, and carefully lifted a tile.
Below is an empty room with no one in it.
Qiu Yutong breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he took a few steps forward lightly, and lifted a tile again.
This time, there was a handsome young man standing in front of the bed undressing.
Qiu Yutong blinked her eyes, and muttered in her heart, she still wants to prostitute with this appearance
The next moment, a big furry hand stretched out from the bed curtain, wrapped around the boy's slender waist, and pulled him in forcefully. After a while, the young man stretched out his hand again, tightly gripping half of the bed curtain, his nails turned white, and said in a hoarse voice, "Ah..."
Uh, there are more than just girls in Rouge House.
Qiu Yutong finally understood, and covered the tiles with a red face.
God, what the hell is he doing here? !
But, but... it has already reached this point, he must find the third senior brother!
Qiu Yutong stood silently on the roof for a while, and after a long period of mental construction, she gently lifted another tile.
The room was very clean, there was a lamp on the table, and there were two people sitting beside it.
An old man with a goatee said, "Is there no news over there?"
Another lean middle-aged man whispered: "Don't worry, my lord, the idea has been settled, it's almost here."
Qiu Yutong was stunned, "idea"
He vaguely remembered that this seemed to be some kind of slang in the human world, referring to the person to be dealt with, or the object of robbery.
The goatee old man pondered: "I didn't bring a guard with me this time, and the strange sword was broken. There are so many of us, so we don't think it's a big problem."
The lean middle-aged man said: "This time, for the sake of safety, the prince sent eight first-class underworld fighters. There is only one person who has an idea, and he is definitely not an opponent."
Strange sword? Prince
Qiu Yutong vaguely realized something, frowned deeply, and listened carefully.
"The opportunity is rare, this time we can't miss it again." The old man with the goatee murmured.
"Don't worry, my lord, I was stunned by the little boy pet sent by the prince. I didn't bring a single guard with me, only the little boy pet."
"Well, but also proceed with caution."
"That's natural."
Upon hearing this, Qiu Yutong couldn't help but feel a slight chill run down her spine.
The thin middle-aged man sighed again: "The lord is really clever. He sent a little male pet to confuse the idea and let him go out alone. This trick is too clever! Sir, you have contributed a lot to making arrangements along the way!"
"After the matter is completed, you and I will be heroes." The goatee old man nodded.
"Come on, let me offer a cup to the future chief minister of the cabinet!"
"Don't talk nonsense."
"There's no such thing as a lowly position. Chen Siru is just playing tricks on others. When the prince ascends to the high position, he values you so much. The position of Chief Assistant of the Cabinet will be yours sooner or later."
"Don't dare." The goatee old man smiled slightly, and the two clinked glasses.
Qiu Yutong pursed her lips slightly.
From this point of view, for some reason, King Jin got the news of Lu Xiao's travel in micro-service, and King Jin was so bold that he even sent eight mafia fighters to take the opportunity to kill Lu Xiao.
What should he do
There is still half an hour left, and it is Zishi. If he misses the time and fails to find the third senior brother, it will be very difficult for him to go back to Xuecheng... And those eight so-called gangsters may not be able to deal with Lu Xiao.
But, but...
Qiu Yutong gritted her teeth, turned around and turned down the roof, flying away in the direction she came and went!
He forcibly brought up the insignificant spiritual power in his body, endured the severe pain on his back, and ran desperately along the streets and alleys to the place he left. He was suddenly very afraid, what if, what if...
Longmen Street is brightly lit, and golden dragons dance wildly.
Lu Xiao stood at the place where he left with his hands behind his back, looking up at the eight golden dragons flying around, his handsome face was expressionless.
Eight golden dragons, eight masters...
Qiu Yutong suddenly realized something, and shouted sharply: "Get out of the way!!"
At this moment, the eight men in black suddenly lifted the huge dragon's head, and the eight sharp swords, like eight sharp arrows, pierced directly at Lu Xiao with piercing sounds!
Qiu Yutong casually pulled out the long sword of a sword-wearing scholar beside her, and recklessly raised all the spiritual power in her body, and spun forward!
"Chi-chi-chi-chi-"
"Chi-chi-chi-chi-"
Nine questions about swordsmanship, third question, Mei style.
"Luohong is ruthless", unstoppable.
After eight soft beeps, hot blood sprayed out from the throats of the eight men in black.
They stared at Qiu Yutong almost in disbelief—how could there be such a sword technique in the world
It's just that they never had the chance to ask this question again, and could only slowly fall to the ground one by one, dying with regret.
The eight golden dragons crashed to the ground without a leader, causing screams from all around.
At the same time, bursts of cheers sounded in the distance, large expanses of fireworks rose into the sky, and brilliant golden flowers bloomed in the night sky of the capital.
Lantern Festival night, Zishi.
Amidst the incomparably gorgeous fireworks, Qiu Yutong swirled down from the night sky like a weightless feather.
Due to the excessive consumption of spiritual power, he staggered uncontrollably when he landed, barely standing still while leaning on the sword.
While panting lightly, he slowly raised his head, his long black hair was scattered randomly, his white clothes were soaked in blood, and even his plain white chin was stained with a few drops of blood, as if the god of death had descended into the world.
"Kill it, kill it!" The crowd screamed and fled in all directions.
But in an instant, there was no one around Qiu Yutong for tens of feet.
Except Lu Xiao.
On this messy Longmen Street, Qiu Yutong stood in a pool of blood, panting lightly, while looking at Lu Xiao who was several feet away.
Lu Xiao looked back at him silently.
The four eyes are facing each other.
At this moment, Qiu Yutong suddenly realized something, and her pupils suddenly tightened.
"Master." Lu Xiao stared at him, and finally said those two words softly.
Holding the bloody long sword, Qiu Yutong almost opened her mouth with difficulty: "You... Did you recognize me a long time ago?"
Lu Xiao looked at him deeply without answering.
But this silence says it all.
"You did it on purpose, you recognized me a long time ago, you clearly knew that there was an assassin... you knew I would come back, you kept making fun of me, you were playing me..." Qiu Yutong murmured.
Lu Xiao closed his eyes patiently, and his voice was hoarse: "I don't know."
I don't know what he meant by "I don't know", is it "I don't know" there is an assassin, or "I don't know" whether Qiu Yutong will come back.
Then, Lu Xiao spoke again as if talking to himself, so lightly that only he could hear it: "I just... want to know."
Qiu Yutong didn't say a word.
He pursed his lips tightly, looked down at the eight scattered cold corpses at his feet, and felt extremely uncomfortable.
His every move these days, in front of Lu Xiao, looks like a funny clown. He was played around by his apprentice, but he came back to save him ridiculously... Lu Xiao fooled him like this, what did he think he was
Lu Xiao looked at him and walked over slowly.
Qiu Yutong subconsciously raised the long sword in her hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't come here!"
As if he had never heard of it, Lu Xiao stepped on a pool of blood and walked towards Qiu Yutong slowly and firmly amidst the blood-colored fireworks, as if there was nothing in the world that could stop him.
He stood still in front of Qiu Yutong, then grabbed the bloody long sword in the opponent's hand with his bare hands, and gently pressed the tip of the sword against his chest.
He said softly: "Xiao'er knows it's wrong. If the master is not happy, he can kill me with a sword, that's all."
Qiu Yutong stared blankly at the long sword in his hand, his swordsmanship was unparalleled in the world, but he would never point it at his own people, but at this moment, this bloody long sword was touching his little apprentice's chest.
He suddenly felt a little dazed, what the hell was he doing
Lu Xiao stared at Qiu Yutong closely, as if carefully judging his expression, and then took half a step forward extremely slowly.
The sharp sword tip pierced his chest soundlessly, and a little crimson blood slowly seeped out from the moon-white clothes, which was extremely dazzling.
Qiu Yutong's extremely stable hand suddenly trembled slightly.
With a "clang" sound, the long sword fell to the ground suddenly.
"Don't do that," he said harshly.
Lu Xiao suddenly felt unbearable, stepped forward, and hugged Qiu Yutong fiercely into his arms!
He couldn't stop trembling slightly, his arms were like two iron hoops, tightly locking the thin person in his arms, as if only the slight body temperature in his arms could support his heart to continue beating, To support his blood to continue to flow, to support him to continue... to live.
Qiu Yutong was a little dazed for a while being hugged tightly by him.
Lu Xiao immediately realized something. He lowered his eyes slightly, covering the dark expression like a hungry wolf in his eyes, and then slightly relaxed the confinement of his arms, and murmured almost aggrieved: "Master... how did you go?" So long?"
At this moment, he seemed to have turned back into the child in the snow.
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