Wen Wei was playing with something in his hand, and a pair of deep eyes lingered on Duan Luoyan for a long time before he looked away.

"What do you want to know? I can only ask three questions. ”

Duan Luoyan felt that this was not an ordinary look at strangers.

He seemed to be looking at someone through himself.

Of course, this possibility was quickly denied by Duan Luoyan, it was just the first time they met, where did they get so many ideas.

"Uh, I wonder where we're going now?"

Wen Ji was a little interested when he heard this, he slowly approached Duan Luoyan until the two of them were face to face, Wen Ji lowered his voice and asked in Duan Luoyan's ear, "Aren't you afraid of being exiled to such a rambling place?"

Duan Luoyan touched his ears, a little itchy.

When he heard this, he didn't feel abrupt, but chatted with Wen Jiong: "I'm really not too scared, the main thing is that the boat is shaking so badly that I want to vomit, and I'm hungry."

"Poof." When Wen Ji heard this, he finally couldn't hold back and covered his face and leaned back, and the hearty laughter drove the mood of a boatload of people as if the clouds were clearing.

I don't know why a sentence gave him such a big reaction, this is a mistake.

It was the first time that Duan Luoyan had seen someone who could laugh so happily and chicly.

"Ahem, okay, next question, you'll know the answer to the previous question when it gets there." After laughing, Wen Wei felt that he was in a better mood again, and he couldn't say a few more words to Yu Feng.

Duan Luoyan thought about it carefully and asked a fairly pertinent question: "Why did I come here?"

Wen Ji held his chin with one hand and looked at Duan Luoyan from head to toe, but Duan Luoyan was very embarrassed to be looked at like this.

"Because you're dying, aren't you?" The man was very skillfully fiddling with the things in his hand, and Duan Luoyan was stunned that he couldn't see what he was playing with.

"Well, that last question, I want to keep it for now."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, looked at him deeply, and then said very magnanimously: "Well, no problem."

"It's the place."

Yu Feng received Wen Ji's eye instructions, and when Duan Luoyan turned to Wen Jiong, a hand knife quickly hit Duan Luoyan on the back of the neck, Duan Luoyan fell, and then he was held in his arms.

In the closed and empty room, there were ten people of different shapes, and even the largest room suddenly became crowded.

"I don't want to come in, it shouldn't be me, I want to go back......" The middle-aged man, who had already shouted tired, leaned against the wall tiredly, his voice was hoarse, and he muttered.

Duan Luoyan woke up, and his first reaction was to go to Wen Ji, he wanted to know why he did it to him.

Wen Ji leaned quietly to the side, stretched out his index finger and closed it to his lips.

The people around him were almost awake, the timid ones were already sobbing, and the room was accompanied by insults from time to time, and the noisy environment made Duan Luoyan frown imperceptibly.

The middle-aged man jumped up from the ground without warning and suddenly yelled at the people around him.

His bloodshot eyes roamed around, staring at a bespectacled young man and pulling him to place a stone in his hand. Duan Luoyan got closer and glanced at it, it doesn't matter what you look at, good guy, there is a simple eye painted on this stone, looking straight up, but it is the simple way of painting that the stone is becoming more and more weird. Duan Luoyan couldn't help but shiver coldly.

Middle-aged man: "I have a lot of money!" As long as you take this, I'll give it all to you, I'm an old man who has passed two books, and I can keep you safe and sound through this book! ”

Duan Luoyan saw that when the young man heard "money", his pupils lit up obviously, and he secretly screamed in his heart.

"If you want to die, then take it." The man said in a lazy voice.

Duan Luoyan looked back and found that Wen Ji was also looking back at him, and there was a sense of anger between the man's eyebrows and eyes, and he did not lose his demeanor.

"The more beautiful things are, the more dangerous they are."