After opening the door, Lu Daxian saw his housekeeper Lao Wu standing at the door.

"Where's the beauty?" Lu Daxian glanced behind Lao Wu and didn't see anyone else.

At this time, he was full of beauties, and he didn't notice that Lao Wu's face was a little abnormal.

It was like a dead man's face, white without any blood, and his lips were a little black.

The smile on Lao Wu's face was also very stiff, as if someone was holding the corners of his lips and forcing him to smile.

"Your guest is in the lord's room." Lao Wu said with a glance.

Lu Daxian nodded, looked back at Wen Siyuan and said, "You just stay in the house tonight and don't leave, let Lao Wu take you to the guest room, and find a girl to accompany you by the way." ”

"Nope." Wen Siyuan stood up and said, "I'll go back to my house and come back early tomorrow morning." ”

He was not in the mood to stay in this mansion, just thinking that Lu Daxian and that beauty were in the same room, he had the urge to kill.

Lu Daxian was originally just polite, but when he heard Wen Siyuan say this, he said to Lao Wu: "You go and arrange a carriage and send Boss Wen back." ”

Lao Wu nodded stiffly.

Lu Daxian couldn't wait to raise his feet and walk out of the room and towards his room.

His room was not far from the Flower Hall, and he walked to the backyard and walked through a short corridor.

Walking outside the door, Lu Daxian looked at the closed door in front of him, took a deep breath and slowly exhaled.

He had to control himself so that he couldn't scare the beauty.

After trying his best to calm down his excitement, Lu Daxian pushed open the door in front of him with a smile on his face.

The room was pitch black, and it seemed to block out the moonlight from the outside of the room.

There was a faint sweet aroma in the air, mixed with a very strange smell, if it weren't for the fact that Lu Daxian had been completely occupied by excitement at this time, then he would definitely be able to tell at a glance that the strange smell was the strong smell of blood.

At this time, on the ground near the door, there were two strong men in black lying upright, their heads had disappeared, and the bowl-sized wound on their necks was bleeding.

The room was so quiet that even a needle could be heard falling to the ground, and Lu Daxian walked into the room with his foot up, and happened to step on a pool of blood, making a crisp sound.

Frowning, Lu Daxian hadn't figured out what he had stepped on, and the door behind him was suddenly closed by a gust of wind.

The snap scared him out.

Lu Daxian only felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in this room at this time.

Because the room was so quiet, there was no sound other than the sound of his own breathing and the sound of his fast-paced heartbeat.

Moreover, this room is also a little abnormally dark, there is no light at all, as if it is separated by the whole world.

Lu Daxian felt as if he had entered a dark and cramped small box, making him uncomfortable, and even breathing was a little difficult.

At this time, he finally smelled the smell of blood in the air.

After all, he was a yin-yang magician, he calmed himself down as quickly as he could, and then groped his way to the place where the lamp was placed in the room, picked up the flint next to the lamp, and lit the lamp.

The yellowish light barely illuminated the room.

Lu Daxian only saw the scene in the room clearly at this time, and the hairs on his body stood up.

I saw two headless corpses facing the door, judging by their distorted posture and the fact that there was hardly a piece of good flesh on their bodies, they had all suffered inhuman torture before they died.