Lu Xiaofeng's Move Flowers into the Building

Huamanlou found Lu Xiaofeng with the news from Dazhi Datong, bid farewell to the Hua family, rode on his horse and rushed to the back mountain of Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion.

The moonlight is particularly bright tonight, and the light jade color illuminates the flat mountain path.Hua Manlou rushed to the front of the small building and was about to go in, but was grabbed by Lu Xiaofeng.

"Someone first let us enter the small building!" I don't know if it was an enemy or a friend, or if there was an ambush, Lu Xiaofeng walked in front of Huamanlou and entered the small building.Throwing the stones that he picked up casually into the dark corridor, he didn't find any attack mechanism, so he walked in with confidence.

Huamanlou grabbed Lu Xiaofeng tightly, tightened the dagger in his hand, and said worriedly: "Huafu has come out..." The tip of his nose lingered with a familiar fragrance, and the fragrance has not dissipated yet, indicating that Huafu left not long ago .

Did Hua Fu leave by herself?Or... was taken away?

"Huh?" Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened in disbelief, before he could speak, he saw Zhu Ting swaggering out of the small building.

Hua Manlou obviously also heard the voice, and walked forward, listening to Lu Xiaofeng asking Zhu Tingdao.

"Old bastard, why are you here?".

Zhu Ting raised his eyebrows and pointed to the small building behind him, "Whose masterpiece do you think the mechanism of this building is?" After finishing speaking, Lu Xiaofeng, who wanted to say something with his eyes wide open, turned his head and said softly to Hua Manlou : "If the dude is looking for Miss Huafu, just before a stick of incense, Miss Huafu left with two young and handsome young masters who looked exactly the same."

Hua Manlou recalled the contents of the Dazhi Datong note, and clasped his fists at Zhu Ting and said, "Thank you, boss, for letting me know!".

"Hey" Zhu Ting waved his hand indifferently, and said, "It's just to say something. Seeing that Hua Fu's expression of talking and laughing with the two young masters doesn't look like a fake, it should be someone Hua Fu is familiar with." .

Lu Xiaofeng looked at Xiaolou, then at Zhu Ting, and said: "Huo Xiu wants to kill you!".

"Humph!" Zhu Ting snorted disdainfully and angrily, but turned around and left without saying much.

Lu Xiaofeng looked solemnly at Zhu Ting, who didn't talk much, and obviously felt that Zhu Ting was different from before, did he not want to say it or...can't say more? "Hua Man Lou, I'll go in and have a look, you go find Hua Fu!".

"Can you do it by yourself?" Hua Manlou thought that Zhu Ting would come out of the small building unscathed, and that Lu Xiaofeng would have no problem, so he said, "Be careful by yourself!".

Lu Xiaofeng said indifferently: "That old bastard Zhu Ting must have dismantled all the traps long ago, otherwise he wouldn't have left without saying anything! Don't worry! I'll go inside to see if Huo Xiu is there. ".

Hua Manlou nodded and stopped talking, got on his horse and left.

Before Dazhi Datong told Huamanlou that Huafu was imprisoned by Huo Xiu in the first floor of Tsingyi Building, on the back hill of Zhuguangbaoqi Pavilion, there was another thing-the Yihua Palace appeared on the rivers and lakes.

Hua Manlou only hoped that those two were the elder brothers Hua Fu was talking about, after all, they could make Hua Fu happy in appearance and they were also a pair of brothers who looked similar.

Hua Fu was eager to go home, so he didn't waste much time on the way, and hurried all the way back to Xiuyu Valley.And the little fish swims around the city of Shanxi like a cunning fish.

Their brothers have been in the world for a long time. Compared with Hua Fu, who is like the little white rabbit, he doesn't have much experience in the world!

Especially Xiao Yu'er, with a smart head and such a personality, he is a thoroughbred.At the dawn of dawn, Xiao Yu'er has almost mastered the basic information of Huamanlou without the news from Yihua Palace.

Flower Manlou, Baihualou.

These two words are more famous than Xiao Yuer imagined.

The youngest son of the Hua family in the south of the Yangtze River, who is as rich as a country, is blind, but blind as a bat.His martial arts are even more superb.He loves flowers and has a kind heart. He is a gentleman.As for Xiao Yu'er, who has inquired so many people, no one speaks ill of him, whether it's a strong man who kills a pig, a beggar on the side of the road, or a scholar on the road, a peddler, a child of anointed beams, a gambler in a gambling house... …

Xiao Yuer threw a peanut into his mouth and walked among the pedestrians.

Those who can get such praise are either scheming hypocrites or really good people.

"Hey, the real one can't be fake, the fake one can't be real." It was a mule or a horse waiting for him to take a closer look.

Humming an out-of-tune tune, Xiao Yu'er shook his head and clattered another peanut into his mouth.

Unlike Hua Wuque, who is always a wealthy son, he was also raised in Yihua Palace, but Xiao Yuer exudes a kind of ruffian from the inside out, and his handsome face, which is similar to Hua Wuque, always has a hint of bad temper , more like a gangster who grew up in the market since he was a child.

Walking on the road will never be as eye-catching as Hua Wuque and Hua Fu, like standing out from the crowd.

On the other side, Huaman went down the mountain and quickly sent people to look for the traces of Huafu and his party.

You have to hear Hua Fu's voice with your own ears, so that Hua Man Lou can rest assured.Although I know that Hua Fu's martial arts are good, but the thoughts in my heart will not be lessened by it.

Moreover, Hua Manlou always believed that Hua Fu's capture was his responsibility.

At dawn, the rooster crows.

There is no news about Hua Fu's whereabouts, Hua Manlou simply did not leave Shanxi City, let alone Lu Xiaofeng has not left the mountain yet.

The matter of the Jinpeng Dynasty became more and more complicated, with many parties involved, which seemed a bit confusing.

The faint morning light breaks through the sky, passes through the window surrounded by clouds and mist, and shines on the handsome young man sitting by the window.The morning mist slightly wetted the clothes on his body, and the slender white and powerful fingers held the simplest and most primitive white porcelain teacup, but it was indescribably beautiful.

Although he hadn't slept all night, Hua Manlou's clothes were not messy at all. If it weren't for the lingering sorrow between his brows, he would really look like a son of a family who doesn't care about world affairs.

The teacup in Huamanlou's hand had long run out of heat, but Huamanlou didn't realize that her dull eyes were no longer as bright as before.

As soon as Lu Xiaofeng came in, he saw such a picture scroll, whistled, and woke up the wandering Huamanlou.So he didn't like to walk with Huamanlou, because no pretty girls would notice him, and they were all attracted by Huamanlou!

"Don't worry!" Lu Xiaofeng jumped in through the window, and said, "When I came here, I met the person who sent you a letter, saying that the watchman from last night met a group of girls who looked like celestial beings, and hurried out of the city." It is said that Violence was still used, because the city gate was closed at that time.

Hua Manlou suddenly realized, put down the cup in his hand, and slapped his palm.It was he who was in Mount Lushan, and it never occurred to him that if those two men were really Hua Fu's elder brothers, Hua Fu must be eager to go home.

Thinking about it, Hua Manlou picked up the dagger and Lu Xiaofeng led the horse and left the inn.

On the avenue outside Shanxi City, Xiao Yu'er, who was lying on his back on a horse, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, opened his eyes when he heard the sound of hoofbeats from far to near, and lazily drove the horse to stand in the middle of the road.

Hua Manlou and Lu Xiaofeng had no choice but to rein in their horses and stop, looking at Xiao Yu'er with puzzled faces, but secretly vigilant in their hearts.