Ye Qingjue rushed into the courtyard like a wind, looking at the room that was cleaned up and neat, but there was no trace of the shadow in his mind, he only moved here in the morning, and couldn't help but think that Luo Wusheng was joking with him, he slowly walked into the room, slowly checked all the places where people could hide, and kept saying when he approached: "Wusheng, I know you're just playing hide and seek with me, right?" , All inquiries were swallowed in the air, and the answer was that the room was empty and quiet, even if there were many guards standing at the door, there was no excitement when Luo Wusheng was alone. Ye Qing Jue looked at the huge room and there was still no trace of Luo Wusheng, everything in the room seemed to magically start to rotate in an instant, faster and faster, more and more urgent, Ye Qing never stopped shaking his head, kept trying to tell himself that it was an illusion, kept telling himself: No, no, no, she must still be there, I was careless, there must be something I didn't think of. Ye Qing went crazy and turned over the neatly folded quilt over and over again, lifted the table, overturned the chair, overturned the cabinet, and messed up the whole room. He leaned against the wall in a decadent manner, his body paralyzed involuntarily, the ground and the wall were his only support, and he still muttered: Wusheng, is it okay for you to come out? I'll take you out to play, okay? I won't build the wall again, okay?、、、、、、

The scorching sun of noon sent the black oppressive figure into Ye Qingjue's panicked consciousness, Ye Qingjue thought that Luo Wusheng was back, and immediately raised his head happily, when the two faces of the fifth ink monk Wu Shang who he thought were very undergraded appeared clearly in his field of vision, the corners of his mouth that had just curved instantly collapsed, "Jinlan! Jinlan! Jinlan、、、、、、" He didn't want to see these two people, it was precisely because of the arrival of these two people that Wusheng would move to this courtyard, and it was also after Luo Wusheng moved to this courtyard that such a thing would happen, although all the reasoning seemed childish, but Ye Qingjue's heart was so naïve at this time that the culprits of everything were the two uninvited guests of the Fifth Mo and Shang Wushang.

"Do you think a brocade can stop my monk brother?"

Even if the fifth ink doesn't ask, he knows that a broin's blue can't play a role, not to mention the five mo's and the two of them, even if the bronzy is very difficult for a fifth mo, it's only fifty moves at most. Ye Qingjue lowered his head, and he didn't want to look at the Fifth Mo Monk Wu Shang again, "Get out!"

"Don't you care about what happened to our personal guard Jinlan, who cares about you?" Fifth Mo looked at the messy room, and also wanted to know what was going on, but if he asked Ye Qingjue clearly, he would definitely not say it, it was better to provoke him, at least let Ye Qingjue let out his anger, otherwise he would be stuffy like this, let alone Luo Wusheng, even if it was a hair of hers, it was estimated that no information could be traced.

Fifth Mo's provocative tone did not arouse any meaning of Ye Qingjue's sobriety, he still lowered his head, as if he didn't even want to give a word to the Fifth Mo monk Wushang except for the word 'roll', just sat quietly on the ground.

Fifth Mo looked at the unresponsive Ye Qingjue, he really wanted to beat the night Qingjue, if this was in Mocheng, he wouldn't pay attention to Ye Qingjue, Ye Qingjue would not ask more even if he was crazy or stupid, but after all, this is Licheng, his words will only arouse public anger, "Ye Qingjue, if you are crazy and stupid, please hand over Licheng to me in advance, Wusheng I will be responsible for 、、、、、、"

Shang Wushang looked at Ye Qingjue, who suddenly raised his head and glared at him and Fifth Mo, and hurriedly pulled the sleeve of Fifth Mo's coat, signaling him not to say any more, "Brother Qingjue, the most important thing now is to find someone, not to be sad and desperate, Wusheng is just gone, and there is no bad news、、、、、、" Shang Wushang's words were not finished when he was interrupted by Ye Qingjue's sudden loud shouting.

"Say, did you kidnap Wusheng?!" Ye Qingjue's tone was full of affirmation, Bai Lixiang did not come, and there was no worry in the tone and expression of Shang Wushang and Fifth Mo.

"、、、、、、" The fifth Mo monk Wushang looked at Ye Qingjue a little blankly, I don't know why Ye Qingjue would think like this, if it was really the two of them who conspired to kidnap Luo Wusheng, they left when Jin Lan asked them to leave, how could they still see his decadent appearance here. If he knew that Ye Qingjue would ask such a question because there was no worry on their faces and tone, it was estimated that they were going to cry to death.

Ye Qing Jue saw that the Fifth Mo and Shang Wushang looked like they didn't know how to answer at all, without saying a word, they clenched their fists and went straight to the handsome faces of the two, saying that it was too late and that was fast, just when Ye Qing Jue's fist was about to be touched, the two of them turned sideways to avoid Ye Qingjue's fist, and before the Fifth Mo could stand firm, Ye Qingjue's fist turned into a palm and swung towards the place where the Fifth Mo was dodging, and just a slap slapped on the Fifth Mo's face. Fifth Mo took a mouthful of blood and fought back directly, and in a moment the Fifth Mo and Ye Qingjue were in a mess, and neither of them used internal strength, just a contest of pure strength. Shang Wushang, who had just fixed his mind on the side, looked at the fifth Mo and Ye Qingjue who were playing like children, and shook his head helplessly, if it wasn't for Luo Wusheng being lost, they would fight as long as they liked, even if they crippled each other, he wouldn't persuade them to fight. But the reality is that Luo Wusheng was lost, Shang Wushang stepped forward and pulled the two people apart, but Ye Qingjue and Fifth Mo punched Shang Wushang's left and right cheeks, Ye Qingjue and Fifth Mo, who were overwhelmed by anger, were sober, but Shang Wushang was angry, "Fight! Keep fighting! It's best that you all die together!"

"Brother Shang、、、"

"Brother Shang、、、"

Both spoke at the same time.

Shang Wushang was extremely cute and covered his poor cheeks on both sides with both hands, looking at Ye Qingjue and Fifth Mo, who had calmed down in front of him, "Go on! Anyway, for you, fighting is more important than Wusheng." ”

Ye Qingjue looked at Shang Wushang, then at Fifth Mo, and asked very seriously, "Is it really not you who kidnapped Wusheng?"

"Ye Qingjue, has your IQ been eaten by a dog?" Fifth Mo looked at Ye Qingjue in front of him and was really speechless, how could a child who is usually very smart become so white now.

Ye Qingjue went through everything from beginning to end, and walked straight out of the room, "The whole city is on alert." After saying that, he walked straight to the front hall, and the fifth ink monk Wu Shang behind him looked at the night that had changed in seconds, and at the same time raised his eyebrows very unconsciously: Ya, is this guy pretending to be crazy to trick us?

Ye Qingjue walked into the front hall and looked at Jin Lan sleeping on the chair, such a comfortable posture, he didn't have to think about it to know the benefits that a certain two people gave him, "Come on, bring three buckets of ice water." ”

The Fifth Mo Monk Wu Shang, who didn't know why, walked into the room with the three guards who carried water, only to hear Ye Qingjue say in cold blood: "Cool off the heat for the Jin Commander!"