Chapter 8: Bloody Warrior Villa
In the main hall of the Shen Mansion, Shen Qiuyang sat on the upper seat, one hand on the table and stroked his forehead.
The back and forth in my mind is what I just reported.
The people sent out searched the whole of Kyoto, but they couldn't find even the slightest trace of Light Smoke.
He couldn't help but think of what the two ladies had told him again, could it be that light smoke really attracted unclean things, and today's disappearance was also related to this?
After thinking for a while, he finally made up his mind, raised his hand and beckoned the housekeeper, "You go and tell the second lady immediately, let her invite the mage to do it, and remember to tell her to be secretive." The fewer people who know, the better. ”
"Yes, sir, the little one will go."
Seeing the housekeeper leaving, Shen Qiuyang's eyes dimmed slightly, and a beautiful face appeared in his mind.
Youlan, I really treat you, but you bear me first, don't blame me for being too cruel to you two today.
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Mingzhen Building, the most prosperous and high-end restaurant in Los Angeles.
At this time, although it is not yet time to eat, the Mingzhen Building is already full, and the whole hall is filled with the fragrance of food, just smelling this fragrance is mouth-watering.
But this smell did not make the woman in the private room have any appetite, she chased for a long time to come to Los Angeles, her legs are about to be weak, he is good, and he is still in the mood to eat here.
The person on the other side didn't seem to notice her bad mood at the moment.
He gently picked up the dish, and unhurriedly put it in his mouth, chewing slowly, the whole action was very elegant.
A mask that only covers his eyes, and betrays his good-looking edges and corners very well.
"Abominable"
The woman scolded secretly, it was so unfair that he was born so wicked even though he was a man, and he looked so good with a mask.
"If you don't eat, you'll be hungry later, are you sure you want to keep watching?" The man put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, took the handkerchief handed by the next person, gently wiped the corners of his mouth, and said slowly.
"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat"
"Since you're not hungry, go and do things, don't always follow me"
"Now the world is peaceful, there is nothing to do"
"I've never kept idlers, you know." The wicked man stroked his wrist, and his eyes flashed with a gloomy cold glow. Although it was short, it was enough for the woman opposite to catch it.
"I'm the one I'm joking about and I'm suddenly a little hungry now, I'll eat first, and I'll make sure I'll listen to you when I'm done." The woman's silent voice of interest couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
She almost forgot just now that this master looks harmless on weekdays, but if he is serious, no one can make half a joke.
The woman buried her head in her meal, and suddenly a breeze touched her ears, and before she could react to what it was, the seat in front of her was empty.
The woman seemed to be accustomed to it, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and sometimes it was really depressing to be by his side.
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"Miss, how did you think of such a place today?" Su Er frowned, and the silk handkerchief in her hand covered her mouth and nose tightly, but she still couldn't resist the unpleasant smell emanating from here.
"I told you not to come with me, but you didn't listen"
"But the slave maid is not worried that Miss will come out alone, it has been a few days since we left the capital, and the master is afraid that he will also find out that you are missing, if he suddenly sends someone to arrest you back, what can Su'er do with you?"
"If I have a way to escape, I must be sure that I will not be found by them, and from now on I will control my own destiny. I came here today to do a big thing, and it's hard to tell you about it now, but when it's done, you'll know about it. ”
Su'er listened to Miss's words, and seemed to understand. still intimately escorted the young lady and walked forward.
Most of the houses here are in disrepair and dilapidated, and the roads are muddy and there is nowhere to stay.
As soon as you approach this place, a pungent smell hits your face. I really don't know what the young lady has to do in this slum.
Mo Qingyan walked slowly, her bright eyes swept over the people on the side of the road one by one.
After a long time, Mo Qing's eyes lit up, and he walked towards the person leaning against the wall.
The tattered clothes and dirty hair were no different from the others they met on the side of the road.
The man seemed to feel the gaze of others, raised his head to meet Mo Qingyan's gaze, the man's body was stunned, and then he snorted disdainfully when he saw her white veil.
"Girl, what's the matter? If it's okay, please don't get in my way here."
Mo Qingyan didn't seem to feel his unkind tone, and reached out and threw a bag of broken silver into the bowl in front of the man.
"If it was okay, I wouldn't be here, would I? If Childe wants to get out of this slum, he will see him at Wanxing Inn on Chengxian Street tomorrow."
Mo Qingyan didn't stay long after speaking, and didn't wait for the man to respond, he turned around and walked back directly.
"Can the girl tell me what it is?"
Mo Qingyan's footsteps did not stop, and only said lightly, "When you see you tomorrow, you will naturally know." ”
The man was stunned for a moment, looking at the woman in white, a light appeared in his eyes.
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The sky was cloudless, and the warm sunlight shone through the dense foliage, turning into golden spots scattered on the mountain path as far as the eye could see.
At the end of the road are towering mountains, tall and steep, and the cliffs are full of dangers.
From a distance, several majestic buildings loom in the thin white mist.
This is the first mountain villa in the Haoyue Continent, the Blood Martial Mountain Villa.
It is rumored that the owner of Xuewu Villa is a world-renowned martial artist, although he is young, his financial resources are already rich and rival the country. But he was withdrawn by nature, ruthless, and never meddled in his own affairs.
It is also rumored that the Northern Martial Emperor Beiming Rongxuan has always regarded the Blood Martial Villa as a thorn in the eye and a thorn in the flesh, but in addition to Su Ye's ability to make people jealous, it is also because this Blood Martial Villa is mysterious and unpredictable, and it is difficult to enter the villa.
In the dark night, a white figure suddenly appeared in the dense forest, he picked up a stone casually, and with a slight force on his wrist, the stone was thrown and hit the side of the rock.
In an instant, the rocks split and spread out on both sides. A finger-thick steel cable was thrown from the middle, and in a few moments, the steel cable was connected to the opposite side of the mountain.
The man in white tapped his toes, touched the steel cable, and with a lift of his strength, he flew out for a long distance. In the blink of an eye, you were on the opposite side of the mountain.
With a wave of his arm, the steel rope retracted to where it had been, as if nothing had happened.
This is the nearest way up this mountain villa, but there are very few people who can pass through this road, and the other road hidden in the mountain is even more dangerous, and there are many mechanisms, and no one who enters can get out alive.
Looking at the carved houses under the lights, stacked layer upon layer, on the top of the hill that seemed to be empty just now, there are strange flowers. Cui Ge Zhu Yan. The mist is thick, as if you are in a fairyland.
As soon as the man entered the village, there was a rush of footsteps not far away, and two men in guard clothes rushed over. As soon as he saw the man in white, he immediately saluted and said, "Owner, you are back." ”
As soon as the two finished speaking, a large number of people wearing the same clothes poured out behind them, and everyone saluted in unison. The entrance to the wide mountain villa was already black.
"Alertness is still as high as ever."
The man in white nodded in satisfaction, his eyes under the mask as deep as a deep pool in the dark night. He is the owner of the Blood Martial Arts Village that makes all countries fearful.
After dismissing everyone, Su Ye returned to the study, sat at the table, his eyes were blurred, and after a while, he picked up the pen on the table and drew a few times on the paper, and a beautiful and dignified, delicate woman appeared in front of him.
She is dressed in white, fresh and elegant, the bangs on her forehead make her more charming, the sparkling eyes and her lightly opened red lips.
Why is such a smart woman willing to put a cowardly and incompetent name on herself just because she wants to live in the Shen Mansion? But if this is the case, how could she not want to marry the four princes of the Northern Martyrs.
Could it be that she is actually the same as those scheming women, afraid that if she marries the fourth prince, she will not have a chance to rise one step higher? That's why you came up with this plan to escape from marriage?
Or is she actually like Shiyu said, afraid that her fate will be even more tragic if she enters the palace?
Looking at the woman in the painting, his brow furrowed slightly.
He dreamed that a woman would pull his thoughts.
He was a little bored and folded the painting on the table and brought it to the candlestick, and just as the candle flame was about to touch the painting, he suddenly withdrew it, put the painting back on the table, and then went to the bathroom without looking back.
There was only one room left by candlelight, reflecting the delicate face of the woman in the painting
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Early in the morning, Su Ye got up and left the villa.
Although he controlled not to think about her, he was still curious, he watched her go to the slum yesterday, I don't know what she had in mind?
Walking in the early morning mist, he was already very familiar with the road to the inn.
At this time, in the Wanxing Inn, Mo Qingyan had just gotten up, and Su'er waited for her to finish washing, and began to help her with her hair.
Originally, Mo Qingyan didn't like to be served like this by others, but Su'er and Mo Mo were always worried about this and that, so in the end, she was forced to be served.
Soon, a delicate and cute snow bun was completed in Su'er's hands.
"Is the young lady still satisfied?"
Su Erjiao stood behind her with a smile, waiting for the young lady's answer.
Looking at the 14-year-old girl behind her from the mirror, Mo Qingyan couldn't help but sigh, if in modern times, children of this age are still tired of being around their parents, but in ancient times, they were already such mature people.
Seeing that Miss kept staring at the mirror without saying a word, Su'er thought that Miss was not satisfied with this hairstyle, and said with a little disappointment, "If Miss doesn't like it, then Su'er will help you change it." ”
Mo Qingyan came back to his senses when he heard the voice, and then realized that he had lost his mind just now.
Seeing Su'er's disappointed expression, I couldn't help but feel a little apologetic.
"No, I'm satisfied. I was stunned just now, and I forgot to react for a while. ”
"Really, Miss? Su'er thought you didn't like it. ”
She immediately regained her smile on her face, and she was very happy when she was liked by the young lady. Although Miss is the most unfavored lady in the house, she has never disliked her, she has served Miss since she was a child, and she regards her as her own relative.
Mo Qingyan sighed, in the end, she was still a child, she couldn't hide her thoughts, and everything was written on her face.
She is simple-minded, and she really doesn't know if this is an advantage or a disadvantage.