Chapter Ninety-Seven: He's Back (2)

"Miss Yun doesn't know, my bronze spirit mirror senses that the location of Canglong Ding is in your sect."

"Oh? Is it? Then Young Master Lu means that I, Zhuyun Sect, took your Canglong Ding? ”

Lu Yufeng smiled, shook his head and said, "Miss Yun, don't get me wrong, that's not what I mean." ”

Disciples of the Underworld: "......"

I'm afraid this young master is fake! How can you speak so softly!? And the same was true when I was at the Wastespring Town Inn before! You must know that their young master is notoriously short-tempered and obedient, and he is an unruly character. can yell at his own Lao Tzu, but now he is so gentle? Hallucination! It must be a hallucination!

"What does Young Master Lu mean?"

Lu Yufeng said: "Thinking about it, that thief probably followed Miss Yun and your team into your sect. So, there's a reluctant plea below. ”

Yun Chuxiao smiled indifferently and said, "Okay, Young Master Lu doesn't need to say it, Chu Xiao understands what you mean." Looking for the matter of Canglong Ding, I, Zhuyun Sect, will try my best to help you. ”

"Then thank you Miss Yun."

Disciples of the Underworld: "......"

The young master of their family would actually say thank you?

"Young Master Lu doesn't have to be polite."

"Yun Bo, you go and arrange to take Young Master Lu to the best inn in Dusong City."

"Yes, miss."

Yun Chuxiao's words are obviously an eviction order, and Lu Yufeng is not stupid, so he naturally understands what Yun Chuxiao means. He originally planned to live in Xuyun Sect so that he could have more time to contact Yun Chuxiao. As a result, Yun Chuxiao asked people to arrange for him to stay in the inn. It's a pity, but it doesn't matter, after all, it's a long way to go. What he has is time to cultivate a relationship with Yun Chuxiao.

"There is Miss Lao Yun and Lao Guizong in the search for Canglongding."

"Don't worry, Young Master Lu, I will inform Young Master Lu as soon as there is news."

"Miss Yun, I'll leave first."

Yun Chuxiao smiled lightly and said, "Young Master Lu walks slowly." ”

Looking at Lu Yufeng's departing figure, Yun Chuxiao's eyes became cold, and the light smile on the corner of his mouth became a little cold.

A disciple of the Underworld Sect said, "Young Master, are we just leaving!" Canglong Ding may be in the Zhuyun Sect. ”

The gentle expression on Lu Yufeng's face had already turned into an impatient look: "Hurry a fart, it's not that I don't want to look for it." ”

"Young master, but that's the treasure of my underworld, the master has already sent a message to ask twice, if it ......"

"Shut up!" Lu Yufeng turned sideways and kicked the stomach of the underworld disciple fiercely, and the poor disciple was directly kicked down by his sudden kick, covering his stomach with a painful face: "Less...... Young master. ”

"Noisy! If you are annoyed by this young master, I will cut you, get out! ”

Disciples of the Underworld: That's right! This is the correct way for their young master to open it! The young master of their family is finally normal!

Another disciple of the Underworld Sect spoke: "Young Master, where are we going now?" ”

"Go to Dusong City, which is under the jurisdiction of the Zhuyun Sect, to play."

Dusong City Hundred Flowers Buildingβ€”β€”

In the room, the singers sang sweet songs, and several dancers in beautiful costumes danced like swallows.

Several demonic and glamorous women sat around Lu Yufeng, and one of them hooked Lu Yufeng's neck with her hand and kept rubbing her chest against Lu Yufeng. The other took Lu Yufeng's arm with one hand, and picked up a grape with the other hand and fed it to Lu Yufeng.

"Uncle, come~ eat a grape."

But even though there were girls like flowers and jade all around, Lu Yufeng was still sitting there casually, thinking about Yun Chuxiao.

Several disciples of the Underworld Sect on the side were very puzzled and surprised when they saw this scene.

"Young master, what's wrong?"

"I don't know."

"The young master is so strange today, there are so many girls who are like flowers and jade, the young master doesn't even look at it."

"It can't be that these girls don't have a bad idea, right?"

"It should be, wait, I'll go find the bustard for a batch of girls." With that, a disciple of the Underworld Sect immediately walked towards the door.