Ten Thousand Postures of Whitewashing Master

"Ouch~ light rouge makeup, who's son~"

Bu Yinlou was drunk, rubbed against Yu Fuchen's legs and played drunkenly. The latter was disgusted and disgusted, kicked him back to the guest room, and beat him soberly.

凌雪宫少主抚着他肿的老高的脸颊,喝着醒酒汤模糊不清道：“下手太重了些……本公子被你揍成猪嘴还怎么疼爱各位姐妹啊。”

"Don't tell me why you came here, I will make the mouth below you unable to open!"

"Okay, shouldn't I be the one asking you this? My young master has lived among thousands of flowers, and the weight of a thousand pieces of gold is not too heavy. It's normal to go in and out of Tingyu Tower. But you, what do you wear? Your master can't help but see it..."

Halfway through the talk, he finally found out that Yu Fuchen was alone, looking around, he couldn't see Ming Sinian's figure, so he was anxious.

"Why didn't Weizhi come with you? Did you sneak into Tingyu Building?!"

"You can believe that I was expelled from the school?"

"I believe you ghost? I guess you probably want to save your master's life because of the Putuo lotus petals."

The two are considered to be acquainted with each other, and they have no secrets between each other. After being ruthlessly exposed, Yu Fuchen also revealed the background of Buyinlou in retaliation: "What qualifications do people who come here to drink to soothe their sorrows because they can't find Ming Wei have the right to say that I ?”

"..."

After waiting for more than half an hour, the Young Palace Mistress sobered up a little, and melancholy came to mind again: "Fuchen, don't...don't blame him, he had a reason to hurt your master that day."

"If you want to say it's to help us get out, I already know that."

"I thought you were as smart as you, and you would have noticed that on the day the tragedy happened in Lingxue Palace, I only brought you to the scene and let Weizhi avoid it. In fact, I discovered that his purpose was not simple as early as that time, but I didn't expect him to be with you. Your master's grievances will be so deep..."

These words undoubtedly made Yu Fuchen's heart rise to his throat. If Ming Si Nian approached again with ulterior motives, wouldn't it be very dangerous for the master who was alone with him at this moment?

Seeing his concerns, Bu Yinlou signaled him not to be nervous.

"There is resentment, but it's not against your master. He didn't realize until after he did it. Maybe there are people who look exactly the same in the world. I only found out about this after I communicated with him with love Gu... the most urgent thing I want you to see the landlord as soon as possible, and you must tell me where he is hiding after you get your wish, otherwise..."

Otherwise, the love gu will backfire, and their lives will be in danger.

Yu Fuchen forgot about this, dragged Bu Yinlou to his feet, hurried out of the guest room and walked in the deep corridor.

The corridors in the Tingyu Building are intricate, and it is easy to lose your way if you enter it by mistake. Yu Fuchen walked a few steps and felt that something was wrong, so he shook the dead dog in his hand:

"Hey, where is the host?"

"Shenlong sees the head but doesn't see the end, either in the sky or underground..."

"..."

Isn't that dead? ?

Bu Laogou's drunk eyes were hazy, he smiled and pushed Yu Fuchen away, and slapped his palm on the wall, followed by the sound of the machine turning around, making one's hair stand on end.

Just when Yu Fuchen regretted placing his hope on the drunk, the floor under his feet suddenly collapsed, his body was uncontrollable for a moment, and both of them fell into the bottomless space below.

Bu Yinlou wailed all the way, while Yu Fuchen kicked him wittily, making the man put him under him to reduce the damage.

They fell very fast, and it was difficult to open an enchantment to protect their bodies.

Yu Fuchen gritted his teeth to restrain the tendency of his body to fall, his hands scratched the skin on the stone wall, and suddenly saw a glimmer of light in front of him, he immediately pulled out his pistol and stabbed it on the stone wall.

Shenwu tempered his spiritual power, and his strength and imperial strength were brought to the extreme, and the impact was slowed down in time.

After stabilizing his figure, Yu Fuchen grabbed Bu Yinlou by the back collar to prevent him from dodging and falling.

Taking this opportunity to look around, they found that they were in a huge dark room, with bright light streaming in from the dome, and the soft moonlight illuminating the entire space, while spirit stones of different sizes were embedded everywhere on the walls, like stars in the sky.

The position they were in was not very high, Yu Fuchen simply let go of Bu Yinlou, let him groan and fall to the ground, then put his back on the ground and jumped straight down, stepping on the back of the man, making him vomit out his belly with a whimper. Food and drink, finally fully awake.

"I'm going... to die..."

"Hurry up and wipe your mouth clean. People don't know if you're vomiting or eating. It's disgusting."

After patting the dust off his body, Yu Fuchen stepped forward to investigate.

In the middle of the dark room, there is a jade disk with a size of grinding board. The color of the stone is crystal clear, and the purity is astounding.

The directions of the jade plate are marked with spirit stones, referring to Qimen Dunjia. In the center is a crystal ball with a color like water. Yu Fuchen saw his distorted reflection in it. He took a step closer to take a closer look, but was interrupted.

"Traiding into the Tingyu Building without authorization, you are quite courageous, and you have come here to seek death, it is really unnecessary."

Looking at the reputation, there was a person leaning on the front seat in the dark room, the dim light could not reflect his face, but the blue veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible.

This person was dressed in white, and his sobriety reminded Yu Fuchen of the person who was still recuperating in Tianyu. Bu Yinlou quickly stepped forward and said before him: "Lord, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you don't even recognize me anymore." ?"

"Who should it be? It turned out to be the young master who was put under house arrest in Lingxue Palace, and the ground net killer who was suspended."

"..."

As soon as the mysterious landlord appeared, the temperature in the dark room plummeted, and Yu Fuchen felt the hairs on his back stand on end, feeling an inexplicable hostility.

Seeing this, the man got up, flicked his long sleeves, and there was a folding fan in his hand. He unfolded the fan with a "snap", and saw the four characters "Love will come or not" written in black ink on a white background, and the style suddenly dropped a few grades. .

Yu Fuchen was startled, and then saw the landlord floating forward, covering half of his face with a folding fan, almost touching him, the eyebrows...why do they look so familiar?

"Yun Wuyu, are you kidding me...?"

Bu Yinlou explained: "This is his elder brother Yun Wuling, don't bark."

It's all a messy relationship...

Yun Wuling let out a cold snort and revealed his true face. Although he was similar to Yun Wuyu in appearance, the arc of the corners of his lips was slightly different, giving people a completely different feeling. Inhumane meaning.

"Entering the forbidden area of ​​Tingyulou must have something to ask for. Since it is an old knowledge of Wuyu, I don't want to fight with swords. Tell me, what do you want?"

Buyinlou secretly poked Yu Fuchen who was still in a daze, the latter came back to his senses, coughed lightly and replied: "I need Putuo lotus petals to save my master's life, and I ask the landlord to do it."

"Oh? That's strange. There are countless people in the world who want Feng Changhuan's life. The commissions Ting Yulou receives in one day are enough to fill an entire book. Saving people is far more difficult than killing people. It's still too late to change your mind."

Yu Fuchen didn't answer, Yun Wuleng looked at him, their eyes met, and everything became clear.

It seems that this kid finally got what that person wanted.

Without Bu Yinlou interceding, Yun Wuling pointed to the crystal ball on the jade plate and said to Yu Fuchen, "Please."

"This……"

"Tingyulou has a code of conduct that is outside the law of the realm of cultivation. The entrustment it accepts must not be contrary to its purpose. It should also follow the rule of first come, first served. Many years ago, I personally promised one person that Tingyulou would never be happy with the Feng family. Make a move, as long as I live for one day, as long as I hear that Yulou is still alive, no one can break this agreement."

So no matter how attractive the conditions are, Tingyulou will decline the commission to kill Feng Changhuan, which is naturally a good thing for Yu Fuchen.

But it's not too early to get rid of the benefits, and the benefits of Yun Wuleng must be indispensable.

With scruples, he didn't hide his needs, put his palm on the crystal ball, and said in a low voice: "He is my master, I have to save him, no matter what the cost, I beg the landlord...to help me with this."

Yun Wuleng sighed softly: "The entrustment I accepted was not to kill him, not to save him, so you must know what you should pay."

Looking in the direction of his finger, the crystal ball under Yu Fuchen's palm suddenly gathered a cloud of black air, which gradually spread outward until it spread to the entire crystal ball, swallowing all the light.

In the darkness, the scene was distorted like a tide surging, Yu Fuchen fixed his eyes, and saw the person he least wanted to see at the moment.

"nothingness?"

"When you were a teenager in the Wuxiang Buddhist Sect, this new head should be no stranger to you. Since you have orders in hand, it is reasonable to seek employment for Tingyulou."

"Someone wants his life?"

"It's chasing after life, not killing. What the employer wants is the ebony rosary that he always wears on his wrist. As long as you can complete the task alive, Feng Changhuan will no longer have to worry about his life, and it is a sure-fire deal."

As he spoke, Yun Wuling took out a brand new black token from his sleeve, scratched his fingertips on the edge of the fan blade, smeared the blood on the chasing order, and emitted bright light as the spell was cast.

"With this, no matter where you are, Tingyulou can detect where you are. As for your face being too ostentatious in front of acquaintances, Mr. Bu, I remember that there is something I deposited with you. .”

After being called by his name, the drowsy Bu Yinlou came back to his senses. After fumbling in the Qiankun bag for a long time, he found a square brocade box and handed it to Yu Fuchen.

On the dark inner lining is an exquisite mask made of dark iron, black and gold color, tightly covering the mouth and nose, leaving only a pair of sharp eyes, it really looks like a killer, and it is very... familiar.

"To tell you the truth, this used to be your master's old thing. It has been transferred to me several times. It was originally intended to be given to Weizhi. Now it seems that you need it more than him."

Recalling bowl after bowl of bitter and unpalatable concoction when he was young, he vaguely remembered that when he could not speak, the person in his impression would always return home covered in blood.

Yu Fuchen could guess that Feng Changhuan had done many things against his will for him, so that he later fell into a demon, and he could hardly absolve himself of the blame.

Now, it could be considered that he was feeding back that person.

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