Chapter Seventy-Nine: White Birch Dream Tower
A few days later, the three rafters of Hu Lu reappeared in Lu Yu, dressed in a black brocade robe, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, and Yi Yujie had never seen such a serious look.
"I advise you to be prepared to die, and if you regret it now, it's not impossible." Hu Lu Sanrhong's tone was a little unpleasant, probably because he had been worried about someone for too long.
Yi Yujie shook her head resolutely and said, "Let's go, don't delay me anymore." ”
"What I said that day was a little too heavy, I hope you don't mind." Hu Lv three rafters suddenly came to a sentence.
Yi Yujie smiled freely, thinking to herself: Anyway, they are all people who are going to die, how can they mind so much. But the face did not show it.
Hu Lu Sanrin sighed softly, no matter how bad he was, he would not ask a woman to sacrifice for him, no matter what, he had to protect her.
The night breeze is sultry, a lonely full moon hangs in the starless sky, floating and resting, everything is in full swing, some people toss and turn, and some people find a curtain of dreams.
Yi Yujie was blinded by the wind and sand, stretched out her hand to cover her eyes, she didn't dare to say anything, and followed the three rafters of Hu Lu wordlessly all the way.
The two of them stood in front of the White Birch Tower, this Yaoque Sendai, with the appearance of the four corners of the cornice, seemed to have become a symbol of the capital.
She walked into the building step by step, and there was no one in the middle of the night.
The uncoordinated footsteps of the two seemed to hit the tip of their hearts heavily.
To say that you are not afraid is to really lie.
Yi Yujie wanted to get rid of this boredom, so she asked, "How do you know where they are hiding?" ”
"The guards still have to do something." Hu Lu Sanrin said nonchalantly.
It was even deeper and cold, and Yi Yujie's voice trembled slightly, and said, "Eh, just tell me to be there, I'll go alone." ”
Hu Lu Sanrin smiled lightly: "Are you afraid of being like this and still have a hard mouth?" Well, you go down this ladder, there's a dungeon, and there should be someone waiting for you. Rest assured, I guarantee you are absolutely safe and sound. ”
His words made Yi Yujie suddenly settle down, and watched Hu Lu San Rafter wave his hand and push open a Buddhist shrine, behind which there was a scroll.
There are many esoteric tricks on top of the scrolls.
He turned around, his eyes lit up, and luck threw the scroll out.
Yi Yujie heard a fierce wind sound in her ears, and then felt a little pain, and reached out to cover it, but the skin was cut by the scroll, and the blood flowed out.
She didn't pay much attention to it, but when she turned around, she saw that there was an opening on the ground leading to the bottom of the tower, and there was a faint candlelight.
It is not easy for the internal guards to find this kind of strange place within a few days, and they must not waste their efforts.
Yi Yujie comforted herself.
She walked over to the passage and saw that the scroll had just inserted into a hollow, which triggered the mechanism.
No matter how good this martial arts is, how did you find it in this hazy night?
Could it be?
Yi Yujie went down the stairs alone, and after walking for a while, she had no fear.
The big deal is death, what is there to be afraid of.
If the man was going to torture himself, the wine he was carrying would come in handy.
The stairs had come to an end, and in front of her was a deep dungeon, and a depressing aura came over her.
Her eyes were astringent, because she was looking left and right, which caused Zhao Xinran to stay in this kind of place for so long.
Yi Yujie smelled a strange smell, she has been accompanied by medicine all year round, and her nose has surpassed the sensitivity of ordinary people.
She turned around and sprinkled the silver needle, and then the man in the shadows blocked it with a sword or some other metal, making a "ding" sound.