Report to the owner, madam is crazy again

Yi Hui looked at the portraits of Yiliu in the room, and frowned slightly. He didn't know whose portrait it was, but he must be someone who knew and knew Yiliu well if he could draw so many portraits. However, he probably didn't meet often. .

The reason why Yi Hui should not see each other very often is because if he could see his uncle every day and see him whenever he wanted, there was really no need to draw so many portraits.

There was no one in this room, but it seemed to be inhabited, because the room was very clean, and the bedding was neatly placed on the bed, but, other than that, there were only portraits.

Yi Hui looked around the room, and then realized that there was an inner room in this room, so he listened for a while and found that there was no sound coming from inside, so he carefully opened the door of the inner room and walked in. .

There are all portraits of Yiliu outside, but the inside is surprisingly clean, only one portrait on the table has not been put away.

Yi Hui walked over to have a look, but found that the portrait was not Yiliu, but it couldn't be said that it wasn't Yiliu, because the portrait was a child.

The child looked to be about the same age as him, and was wearing a set of strange clothes, which looked like a red jacket, but the effect of the painting seemed that the "coat" was much thinner.

Moreover, this child's hair is very short, but his face is [-]% similar to the current Yiliu.

Could it be someone related to the uncle?Or, is this when my uncle was young?Yi Hui couldn't figure it out, but judging from the fact that there were all portraits of Yiliu outside, this portrait should also be Yiliu.

Whose room is this?Yi Hui didn't know, but he couldn't help being curious about the owner of this room.

At this moment, the outside door was suddenly pushed open.

Yi Hui was startled, almost without thinking, he bent down and got under the bed in the inner room, and then pulled down the sheet to cover it.

The people who came in were Yin Li and Yan Luo, the Killing God. This was the first time Yin Li came to the room of Yan Luo, the Killing God. When he saw the portraits of Yiliu hanging on the wall, his eyes shrank indiscernibly, but his face But nothing has changed.

"You really care about this young master, even if the whole world knows that he is Yan Moxiao's person, you still can't let him go!" Yin Li sat down on her own, her eyes swept over the portrait on the wall.

Killing God Yan Luo didn't speak, but turned around quietly and closed the door, but when he turned around, he saw that the door inside his room was not closed, he couldn't help but paused, but still poured tea for Yin Li freely.

"What's the matter with the leader looking for me personally?" Killing God Yan Luo didn't pay attention to what Yin Li said, but said directly.

"Why, my leader can't find you if he has nothing to do?" Yin Li picked up the cup of tea and looked at it, then tilted his hand, and poured the cup of tea directly on the body of the God of Killing Yan Luo.

"Oh, the clothes are wet, take them off quickly! Don't burn them."

Yin Li said so, but in fact, the temperature of that cup of tea was only on the boundary line of warm water, and it was not hot at all.

But Killing God Yan Luo still obediently took off his robe and put it on the table.

Yin Li was dissatisfied, and ordered again: "Take it off."

The Killing God Yan Luo was silent, but he still obeyed Yin Li's order and took off his clothes one by one.

Killing God Yan Luo's body is definitely not that kind of white and tender body. He has many scars on his body, not bite marks like Yiliu's, but knife marks and scars from various fights.

His body is no longer the same body as Yiliu in the warehouse, which is why Yiliu didn't recognize him at first.

Only then was Yin Li satisfied, and his naked eyes lingered on the Killing God Yan Luo, who didn't show any shyness at all, and stood there like a wooden stake, allowing Yin Li to watch.

"Do you look at his portrait at night to comfort yourself! I'm really curious, if not, let me see it now."

Yin Li smiled at the corners of her brows, but there was undisguised anger towards the God of Killing Yan Luo in her eyes.

Killing God Yan Luo stood still, his eyes were flat, and he hardly showed any emotional fluctuations.

The interaction between the two is like a master-servant relationship. A servant obeys the master's orders, but resists the master's orders.

Yin Li urged Yan Luo, the God of Killing, to stretch out his hand, and said to Yan Luo of Killing God with a charming expression on his face, "Hold me to the bed, you can treat me as him and love me."

Killing God Yan Luo's eyes flickered for a moment, but in the end he hugged Yin Li, then turned around and entered the room.

Killing God Yan Luo looked around the room without any trace, but he didn't see any trace, but he knew that there was still a second person in this room.

However, even if someone was there, it couldn't stop the joy.

Yin Li had already made preparations, but when he really experienced it, he still felt a feeling in his heart, that feeling was called pain and despair.

Killing God Yan Luo pressed on Yin Li's body, and violently tore off his clothes, but there was no trace of pity in the kisses, leaving bruises on Yin Li's body, just like a torture.

But with such a rough action, Yan Luo, the God of Killing, was calling another person's name with a tenderness that Yin Li had never seen before.

"Aliu..."

Not to mention that Yin Li has been in the arena for many years, but he is also a famous big devil in the arena, and the things he has experienced are naturally countless, but at this moment, he has the urge to cry.

The God of Killing Yan Luo was many years younger than him, and he was at the most aggressive age, and Huan Ai also carried the impulsiveness that should be at that age.

However, his actions were so rough that they were almost cruel, but when he called his name, he was so gentle.

Yi Hui was right under the bed, he covered his mouth with his hands, and didn't dare to make a sound, the movement on the bed was really not small, even he could feel the precariousness of the bed even under the bed.

This love lasted for a long time, when the movement on the bed became quieter, it was already dark outside, Yi Hui almost fell asleep, but he didn't dare to sleep.

Yin Li got off the bed, her naked body was covered with traces left by Huan Ai, the God of Killing Yan Luo sat on the bed, watching him go to put on his clothes, but there was no trace of tenderness that wanted to step forward to help.

"Get rid of Lu Qingyang," Yin Li said after putting on his clothes, glanced at the portrait on the table, then slowly picked up the portrait and tore it into pieces.

Killing God Yan Luo didn't stop him, but just looked at him like this and said: "Lu Qingyang is from Shenbing Villa, killing him like this will cause trouble."

"Could it be that if you don't kill him, there will be no trouble! This time the matter is not small. An old guy ran to the Blazing Fire Sect to ask for help, but if he dared to borrow the fire of the Blazing Fire Sect, don't be afraid He himself was burnt to ashes."

Yin Li said, just a few days ago, a person who called himself Baili Eagle came to Chihuo Cult to find Yin Li, Yin Li naturally knew who Baili Eagle was, but even if he knew Baili Eagle Whoever it was, he didn't really intend to help Baili Xiongying.

This time, the young master was supposed to fall into the hands of the Blazing Fire Sect, but he was cut off by this old guy. How could Yin Li not be angry, and now the old guy has the nerve to ask him for help.

Moreover, from Igarashi behind Baili Yingying, he can know that Baili Xiongying and Qingjutang should also have a lot to do with each other. It was the person who secretly tripped the Blazing Huo Cult and killed one of his five evil spirits.

However, he really left Baili Xiongying behind, and Baili Xiongying studied medical skills. From his mouth, Yin learned that even the poison on Yan Moxiao's body was his masterpiece, so he naturally wanted to The one who kept Baili Xiongying, even if it wasn't for himself, was also to stumbling Yan Moxiao.

"Old guy?" Yan Luo, the God of Killing, asked. He got up and opened the cabinet. After seeing no one under the cabinet, he opened the cabinet completely, took out the clothes from inside and put it on.

"Oh, you don't know yet, do you?" Yin Li looked at the dressed Killing God Yan Luo, leaning against the wall a little askew, with an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.

"Some time ago, the young master was not caught in the Blazing Fire Cult because of him. After he arrested the young master, he treated the young master well! I heard that the young master is crazy."

Yin Li spoke slowly, and the last two words emphasized the syllables. He just wanted to see the reaction of the killing god Yan Luo.

Killing God Yan Luo didn't have any special reaction, he just paused while putting on his clothes, and then continued to put them on.

Killing God Yan Luo didn't respond, but Yi Hui under the bed stared wide-eyed, and he tightly covered his mouth with his hands, for fear of making any noise.

Uncle Master is crazy!How could the uncle be crazy!Uncle Shi is obviously such a quiet person, what happened to him made him so-called crazy!

Yin Li was a little disappointed when he saw the words of the Killing God Yan Luo, but he immediately restrained his expression, and explained to the Killing God Yan Luo very "kindly".

"According to what that old guy said, he locked up the young master after he took him away. His apprentices who didn't know how to live or die starved him for a few days, and they starved him crazy, and ate a lot of guards. What! The corpses are strewn with bones, it sounds very spectacular!"

Yin Li's words completely stopped the Killing God Yan Luo's movements, and Yi Hui, who was under the bed, clenched his teeth even more, his teeth were bleeding, he didn't make a sound, but the hatred in his eyes was already like ink , dyed his eyes red.

"Remember to deal with Lu Qingyang."

Seeing that Killing God Yan Luo's fingers holding the clothes turned white with force, Yin Li was satisfied, he turned around slowly and left, and at the end he did not forget to ask Killing God Yan Luo.

After waiting for Yin Li to leave, it took a long while before the Killing God Yan Luo calmed down the anger in his heart, and his face returned to a calm and unruffled look again, then stepped forward to lift the bed sheet, and looked at Yi Hui under the bed.

"You go! Don't let people find you," the God of Killing Yan Luo looked at Yi Hui with an impermanent expression, as if nothing happened just now.

When the bed sheet was lifted, Yi Hui froze, but when he saw that it was Yan Luo, the God of Killing, his body relaxed slightly, because he had seen Yan Luo, the God of Killing, and Yan Luo, the God of Killing, was in his heart. Not bad impression left.

Yi Hui stared blankly at Killing God Yan Luo for a while, but didn't ask anything, and ran away after crawling out of the bed.

After watching Yi Hui run away, Yan Luo, the God of Killing, looked at the shredded portrait on the ground that was torn by Yin Li. He gently picked up a piece of paper, and it was Yi Liu's eye that was painted on it. Pure and flawless, but without much obvious emotion.

After Yi Hui ran out of the room of Yan Luo, the God of Killing, and saw no believers on patrol, he was going to find Xue Yiheng, because in this place, besides Yan Luo, the God of Killing, he only knew Xue Yiheng.

He knew Lu Qingyang, so naturally he didn't want Lu Qingyang to die, but he couldn't ask for help from Yan Luo, the God of Killing, because Yan Luo, the God of Killing, was going to kill Lu Qingyang, so Xue Yiheng was the only one left for him to ask for help.

But when he turned a corner at the end of the corridor, his footsteps suddenly stopped, and then he bumped into a person heavily.

Probably because of a love affair just now, Yin Li's feet were a little unsteady, she could only support the wall, and looked at Yi Hui with a pale face.

Yi Hui was shocked, he moved two steps back, and bumped into the person behind him, it was a tall and strong disciple, the disciple directly covered Yi Hui's mouth with his hand, and cut Yi Hui with a knife. Fainted.

Yin Li coughed twice more, and then said: "Send him to the beggar camp."

"Yes, Master," the disciples received the order, picked up Yi Hui's small body, turned around and left, and Yin Li didn't stay long before leaving.

Not long after Yin Li left, Xue Yiheng appeared here, looking anxiously for Yi Hui.

"This dead boy dared to sneak out. If he finds you, he will beat you up."