The man breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good." ”

At this time, Uncle Qiao looked at him, looking like he wanted to say something, as if he had something to say, and then saw that he hesitated for a moment and finally said, "That person is also there." ”

"That person?" The man was startled, then stood up and asked hurriedly, "You mean...... Ma Gan? ”

Uncle Qiao nodded and replied, "At that time, the situation was urgent, I used the Nether Palm, I don't know if he recognized me. ”

"Did you hurt him?" The man became a little nervous when he heard the Nether Palm, and asked at the same time.

"Don't worry, I'm in control." Uncle Qiao replied a little helplessly, then patted him on the shoulder and asked, "I miss him so much, why don't you go out to meet him?" ”

"No, not yet, in his eyes, I'm still a devil, am I?" The man turned away, his voice suddenly choking.

Thinking about the mistakes he made back then, I believe that no one will forgive him anymore, he is already a recognized demon.

"My son, I'm in my twenties this year, I haven't seen him for so many years, I don't know how he's doing now......" The man said suddenly, his tone becoming a little sad and melancholy.

Luo Shaoqiu and Uncle Qiao didn't want to say anything, it was better to let the man stay alone for a while at this time, so the two of them glanced at each other and walked out.

Outside is a simple liquor shop, which is separated from the secret room by a secret door, which is very hidden and not easy for people to find.

Uncle Qiao and Luo Shaoqiu came to the wine shop after they came out, and only then did Uncle Qiao open the door of the wine shop, and Luo Shaoqiu also put on a hat.

Because of its humble moderation, few people come in every day, so it's also a great place to hide, not only to get the latest news from the outside market, but also to stay quietly without being disturbed.

Who is the man in the secret room? Who is the owl in his mouth? And why is he so nervous?

At this time, in Luo's Fort, almost all the visiting guests also dispersed, and Luo Bin sat down in a chair tired after taking care of everything, rubbing his temples and drinking tea.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he saw him ask the subordinate standing next to him: "Strange, why didn't you see Yitang in the morning?" ”

"The young master may still be reading in the study." The subordinate replied respectfully.

"Go see him." Luo Bin suddenly commanded.

The man was startled, and then obediently did as he was told.

Luo Yitang was in his room, and for some reason there were a few people standing at his door, it felt like ...... He was imprisoned.

"What's wrong with Daddy? Why don't you let me out? He asked the man behind him who was taking care of his daily life, a little confused.

This subordinate is a little old, and I saw that his back was all gone, and his hair was gray. After he heard Luo Yitang's question, he didn't tell him the reason accurately, but said very tactfully:

"Young master, my lord has always had his own principles in doing things, and there must be a reason why he doesn't let you out, you should understand it."

"But there's always something weird about it." Luo Yitang touched his chin and continued to speculate, obviously he didn't fully listen to the man's words.

The subordinate still stood firm in his position, and patiently explained to him: "Young master, your legs and feet are inconvenient, there have been many commotions in the rivers and lakes in recent days, and today someone came to the mansion to rob things, I think the master didn't want you to get hurt so he did this." ”

"Is that really the case?"

"It's true, how dare the old slave deceive the young master?"

Luo Yitang thought about it carefully, and felt that this person should not lie to himself, so he believed his words, but ...... Why do you still feel something is wrong in your heart?

The more he thought about it, the more headache he felt, so he simply shook his head and decided not to think about it so much, as long as he knew that his father would not harm him.

"Help me to bed." He said to his subordinates.

After receiving the order, two subordinates came over and helped him to the bed.

Tomorrow will be Yucheng An's performance of playing music, and Lu Fengyun is pacing back and forth in the room, seemingly a little uneasy and anxious.

I don't know why, he always feels that this time some of the music is deliberately aimed at himself. He didn't understand, how could Yucheng'an come to the Central Plains, and as soon as he came, the Tianzong Sword was inexplicably stolen, could there be any connection between this?

Glancing at the invitation on the table again, it was Yucheng'an's invitation, he must not go to Beikey Mountain, because of the sound of the qin.

Lu Fengyun has been practicing evil skills for more than a month, and now he is a wicked person, if he hears the sound of the magic qin, he will definitely react, and then everyone in the world will know that he is practicing evil skills, and then he may not be able to guarantee his position as the leader of the alliance.

Unless he can get the Tianzong Sword, so that he has three treasures in his hands, who would dare to raise the anti-flag? It's just that the only question now is - where is Duan Jinkong?

Just when he was anxious, suddenly one of his men ran in from outside to report.

"Alliance leader, find Duan Jinkong's traces at the broken bridge in the north of the capital."

Hearing this, Lu Fengyun was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly ordered: "Quick, bring a group of people to go with me." ”

"Yes!"

He has a step shirt on his body to defend himself, and he is not afraid at all, is he still afraid of that Jinkong and Tianzong Sword? God really helps him, there is news of the Tianzong Sword at this critical moment.

Duan Jinkong was dressed as a chivalrous man, I saw him wearing a hat and a black cloak, and he was sitting in front of an inn drinking wine at the moment, if it weren't for a conspicuous sword next to him, ordinary people really wouldn't recognize him as the one who stole the sword of the Heavenly Sect.

The people at the tables around him kept whispering to him, but they didn't dare to lean over, he didn't care what the people said, he just drank his own wine.

Just as he was having his best drink, a voice suddenly came from a distance

"Doesn't Jiang Yang's No. 1 thief feel vulgar when he drinks in this place? Why don't you go to Lujiazhuang and sit down? ”

The person who came was Lu Fengyun, and I saw him with a weird smile on his face, and he no longer had the kind eyes he used to have.

At this time, all the people around were shocked, they should not have thought that it was Duan Jinkong who stole the sword of the Heavenly Sect! At the same time, a lot of discussion also spread.

Duan Jinkong ignored what Lu Fengyun said, and was still drinking, which made Lu Fengyun's face a little unbearable, so he saw that he grabbed Duan Jinkong's hand and prevented him from picking up the cup again.

The two of them are holding hands together, one wants to go down, the other wants to go up, and in private, the two are also fighting for internal strength. But no one seemed to have the upper hand, and in less than a moment, the cup shattered into powder with a 'snap', and the wine inside also spilled on the ground.

At this time, Lu Fengyun didn't say anything more, but directly attacked Duan Jin. (To be continued.) )