Looking at the empty ground, Zhan Tian was so angry that he smashed a tree beside him with his palm, "Come here! Use everyone to find him for me!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" There was a breeze blowing around the emperor, and dozens of black shadows rushed to the outside of the palace from all directions.
After Yu Qingyu left the palace, he let out a sigh of relief and went straight to Nanfeng Hall.
I don't know if he was angry when he threw the little cock there.
In the afternoon, there were still not many people in the Nanfeng Pavilion, and a few young men gathered around to play dice, betting big and small.
As soon as Yu Qingyu entered the door, he was baptized by everyone's eyes, some were amazed, some were inferior and self-pitying, some were playful and provocative, but these eyes all secretly carried a hint of seduction.
The old bustard apparently still remembered him as the big benefactor, and walked over with a round fan in his hand.
The wonderful thing about this round fan is that the surface of the fan is double-layered, and a stack of banknotes can be stuffed in the middle. Under the handle of the fan, there is a big brocade bag hung by the bustard. It still looks flat now, but it will be in the evening. Gradually bulge up.
"Oh, I haven't seen Mr. Lu for several days, I miss you so much."
Yu Qingyu handed over a bank note casually, "Is the boy who came with me that day still there?"
"This..." The bustard looked like he didn't want to say it.
Yu Qingyu handed over another bank note, and the old bustard continued with a smile on his face: "The young man comes back here every day at sunset, and he lives in the same room you booked earlier, and he didn't look for our young lady, but He disappears for several hours every day, and now I don't know where he went."
Yuqing decided to come back later in the evening, turned around and left, and was stopped by someone again before she could step out of the door.
The people who came were a dozen strong men in black night clothes, each of them exuded a strong killer aura, cold, ruthless, and repulsive.
The leader made a gesture towards the back, and a man in black took out a black object and sent it into the air with spiritual power, and a flare exploded in the air.
Yu Qingyu raised his eyebrows, but said nothing.
Unexpectedly, the group of men in black were also silent, just staring at Yu Qingyu with a guarded look.
The old bustard and a group of young men were so frightened that they all got under the table, fearing that they would hurt the fish in the pond.
Seeing that this group of people did not speak, but just surrounded him, Yu Qingyu thought that they were probably waiting for someone.
But he really didn't want to waste time here, and let a group of people watch like monkeys, so he took a step forward: "Get out of the way!"
The leader of the man in black bowed and bowed, "I hope you will wait here for a while, my master will be here soon."
"I don't want to see your master, will you let me go?" Yu Qingyu snapped.
In an instant, the men in black formed an formation and surrounded Yu Qingyu in the middle, as if they would strike at the slightest disagreement.
The bustard and the young men were already trembling with fright, and Yu Qingyu could even hear the suppressed sobs.
These people in Nanfeng Pavilion are just poor people, they have no skills and no relatives alive, so they have to sell themselves in the building, and they are not brave enough to go there.
They were also made into existences that would only please men and women. When they saw this scene of about to kill someone, they were frightened for a moment, and each of them hugged into a ball in horror.
Yu Qingyu glanced sideways, frowned, a powerful spiritual force swept out, and then leaped out the door.
He has always thought that he is a kind person. There are so many innocent people in the building. If someone is injured in a fight, he will feel uneasy.
(end of this chapter)