In the dark stone room, only a dim candle was lit, and the whole room was very dim, and in the corner of the wall in the southeast direction, there was a stone table, and next to the stone table was a stone bed about two feet high, and a person was sitting cross-legged on the stone bed at the moment. www.biquge.info This man was about forty years old, with sparse eyebrows and clear eyes, but a scar on his face that ran through the entire face made this face a little more hideous, making people dare not look closely, and it also covered up the warmth in his eyes.

This person originally had his eyes closed, but when he heard the sound of the two breaking in, he had slowly opened his eyes, his eyes fell on Cen Kexuan, and his eyes instantly fluctuated like a tide, revealing emotions like surprise, hesitation, and very complicated.

Because of the rapid running, Cen Kexuan's heartbeat was still very fast, and she was even more surprised when she looked at this person. Of course she had seen this person, a few days ago outside the Biliu Garden, Bai Gongzi and he deliberately avoided others, and quickly turned back and left. She was in a state of confusion at the time, so she didn't pay much attention to it, but now that she thinks about it, she feels more and more strange: Biliu Garden is already the boundary of Yujing Villa, if Bai Moyin has something to talk about with this person, why should he look elsewhere?

Who are they avoiding them? What are the secret motives?

Her thoughts went round and round, and in the end, she still didn't know, and she didn't even bother too much, because for now, she only wanted to know one thing: Is this person friend or foe?

"How did you end up here?" After a moment of silence, the man finally spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Cen Kexuan couldn't figure out this person's position for a while, and did not respond for the time being.

After running rapidly, he suddenly stopped, Han Yue's wound cracked open again, his breathing was very heavy, and the blood dripped on the ground little by little, and he could hear it clearly in the empty stone room, as if it was endless, until the last drop of blood dried up, and Cen Kexuan's heart was beating in horror. The man with the scar got up suddenly, Cen Kexuan nervously clenched the dagger in his hand, trembling all over, but the man just walked to the stone table, fumbled and took out a small white porcelain bottle from a wooden box, and looked back at Han Yue up and down.

His eyes were very strange, and they couldn't be said to be malicious, and this feeling of incomprehensibility made Cen Kexuan a little vigilant for no reason.

"This medicine stops the bleeding immediately." He finally came over and handed the porcelain vase to Cen Kexuan, who was stunned, afraid that there would be fraud in it, and stiffened and didn't know whether to take it or not. Han Yue suddenly said: "Thank you seniors." The man with the scar shoved the medicine into Cen Kexuan's hand, turned around and went back and sat down at the stone table.

When he raised his head again, his eyes still fell on Cen Kexuan, but his gaze was calmer, less strange and unsettling.

It's a weirdo! Cen Kexuan thought so, she helped Han Yue sit down uncomfortably, holding the porcelain bottle in her hand, but she never gave him medicine. Han Yue whispered, "It's okay. His face became paler. She hesitated, knowing that he would have a hard time supporting it, so she unscrewed the vase.

As soon as she opened it, the potion inside immediately emitted a strong smell of herbs and alcohol, she shook it slightly, lowered her hand and shook it along his wound, Han Yue frowned, and did not make a sound.

This medicine was obviously soaked in wine, and after the lid was opened, the strong smell of alcohol spread in the secret room, and it hurt even more hotly when sprinkled on the wound, but Han Yue kept holding back the pain and didn't make a sound. The reason is very simple, one is that he is silent, he has been injured much worse than this, no matter how terrible he screams, no one cares, it is better to shut up, save your strength, but you can recover faster. The second is ......

He turned his face slightly, Cen Kexuan was carefully medicating him, it was clear that he was already very embarrassed, and there was some fine sweat on his forehead, but he still meticulously treated his wounds, for no reason, he suddenly had a trace of indescribable throbbing in his heart, little by little, like water waves brewing and spreading, and it seemed to be spreading, which made him feel dangerous and uneasy. So he ordered himself to close his eyes and never look at her again.

Out of sight, mind is not disturbed.

"This wound has been repeatedly cracked, and it hurts when I look at it." Cen Kexuan said in his mouth, raised his head and planned to tell him, but when he saw that he only closed his eyes and recuperated and didn't care about her, he couldn't help but feel sad and lost, and finally shut up.

Although Han Yue's injury was extremely serious, the medicine of the scarred man was very effective, and he meditated and breathed after resting, and after a while, his breathing gradually became smooth and stable. Cen Kexuan sat at the stone table, saw that his complexion gradually improved, and finally smiled unconsciously.

The man with the scar saw all this, let out a slight laugh, and when the whole stone room was quiet, he suddenly said, "Girl, how old are you this year?" Cen Kexuan looked at him strangely, but still replied honestly: "I'm seventeen years old this year." The scarred man looked into the distance and muttered to himself, "Seventeen years, that winter...... Lian Ying said that he would bring the child to me and leave with me, away from right and wrong......" His eyes were blurred, as if he was caught in a memory.

Cen Kexuan and Han Yue looked at each other strangely, but neither spoke. The man was in a daze for a long time before he came back to his senses and asked, "How can you be so embarrassed?" Han Yue said: "I don't know what the predecessors call it?" Xu used the other party's medicine, this killer who has always seemed unkind, actually spoke with a bit of respect and politeness, which surprised Cen Kexuan, and even thought to herself, maybe she didn't know him well enough.

The man with the scar said, "You call me Mr. Duan." As for who is the person, or what is the origin, he is still silent, and Han Yue does not ask. Because he was concerned about another matter, and it was also the ultimate purpose of his conversation with this person: "Senior Duan lives here, but he is very familiar with this stone path?" How to get out depends on him after all, and he rarely realizes that he and Cen Kexuan must not be trapped here.

In other words, even if she dies, she shouldn't be dragged down. This emotion came inexplicably, and even he himself was surprised.

"Familiar? Of course I'm familiar with it. Mr. Duan chuckled lightly, and suddenly said with great emotion: "I have lived here for six years, and now eleven years later, I live here again." He sneered, as if laughing at himself: "It's been exactly seventeen years since I first broke into this place. After he finished speaking, his eyes fell on Cen Kexuan again.

Cen Kexuan was a little uncomfortable, and still asked him: "Does Mr. Duan know how to get out?" ”

Mr. Duan coughed lightly and said, "Don't worry, I am very familiar with this underground, you can rest here for the time being, and when your body recovers, I will send you away." Cen Kexuan and Han Yue glanced at each other and smiled.