"Ride the wind, wait until Sakura is rescued, I'll tell you everything you want to know, okay?"

Wei Chengfeng looked at her, and the strength in his hand tightened a little, "Hmm." ”

……

"Miss, Miss......" Lu Ran tiptoed into the room, walked to the side of the bed and gently woke up the sleepy person.

Ge Feixue opened her eyes in a daze, her eyes glazed for a moment, apparently not yet out of the dream.

"Miss, Master Hou has already left the house, shall we act now?" Lu Ran asked in a low voice.

“…… Well. Ge Feixue slowly stood up and sat up, dressed under Lu Ran's service, put on a black hooded cloak, and went out in a low-key manner.

All afternoon, except for the ancestral hall, the two of them visited all the places in the Hou Mansion where there might be hidden people, but they found nothing, so they are now going to the ancestral hall to investigate.

Tonight's night was extraordinarily dark, and for fear of drawing attention from the lantern, the two supported each other and moved forward in black.

Lu Ran has always been worried, afraid that Ge Feixue will have an accident. The child is almost six months old, and now he is half the size of Keju, and the young lady has a weak foundation, so she must be carefully protected.

Fortunately, there are two white lanterns hanging at the entrance of the ancestral hall, and some light can shine from afar, and the road is better.

When she arrived at the door, Ge Feixue glanced at the plum forest that had just walked behind her, and said softly, "Lu Ran, you are guarding outside the door." ”

"Miss, let's go in as a slave!"

Ge Feixue gently broke away from her hand and smiled comfortingly, "Don't worry, I won't risk the child's life." ”

……

In the center of the dimly lit stone chamber was a two-meter-wide stone bed, covered only with a thin layer of softness, on which the red compass sat cross-legged, healing himself.

There were two maidservants guarding the side, standing with their heads bowed, one of them glanced at Hong Luo inadvertently, and before he could retract his gaze, he had been shot in one eye by a hidden weapon.

"Ahh The man clutched his bleeding eyes and cried out in pain, his life was ruined like this.

The other man was dumbfounded, his gaze wandering between Red Luo and the man.

"Don't you put it off yet?"

"Yes, yes! The master of the door ......, "The maid didn't dare to squeak anymore, and hurriedly dragged the man out."

Hong Luo snorted coldly, got out of bed and walked out. Little slut, how can you despise this seat?

"Door Master!" In front of the door of another stone room, the disciples guarding the door saw the visitor and hurriedly saluted.

"Is that little thing awake?" Hong Luo played with his manicured nails and asked nonchalantly.

"Back to the door, I haven't woken up yet." The cultist lowered his head and his gaze stayed on the ground. It is rumored that the owner of the Hell Gate is moody, and he can be presumptuous when he is happy, but in the next second, he may die because of a look.

Hong Luo's eyes were cold, "Raise your head, is this seat so unsightly?" ”

The disciple was stunned, and quickly raised his head, touching her bright face, and his eyes flashed with amazement.

Only then did Hong Luo smile with satisfaction, after a slight pause beside him, he stroked the folds of his shoulders with his bare hand, and said in his ear, "Third watch, go to my room." ”

The disciple's breath suddenly became heavy, and his irrepressible heart surged......

When the stone door opened, you could see the little man curled up in a huge iron cage, and his white little face was stained with some black marks, adding a touch of naughtiness to his delicate and beautiful face. The usually lively and active little man showed a quiet sleeping face like a little milk cat at this time, and the little meat hand was slightly clenched into fists, and there was no sign of wakefulness.

Hong Luo circled around the iron cage, looked carefully, and squatted down again, "Little thing, sleep well, you won't be so happy when you wake up!" After a while, he muttered, "You can only blame you for the wrong birth......

The footsteps went away, the stone door closed, and the room returned to calm. The little man's curly eyelashes trembled for a moment, and then the eyelids slowly opened, revealing black grape-like eyes, looking at the dark stone wall, stretching his limbs, and cocking Xiao Erlang's legs.

Oops, kidnapped!

There was no fear in the dark pupils, but a deep interest.