Every person with deep affection is easily carried away by feelings, just because others have touched the most delicate and soft place in his heart. The softer the place, the more painful it will be when it is stimulated, and the easier it will be to be desperate.

In the afternoon of this day, two fast horses appeared on the streets of Luoyang City, although they were fast horses, but at this time they were slowly moving forward in the streets, because the horses were tired, and the sweaty horses were mixed with grains of dust, and it seemed that they had been running for a long time.

It was not only the horses that were tired, but also the two strangely dressed men in black who were riding on horseback, a young man with a pale face and a rusty knife on his back, and a man in black who only showed a pair of eyes on his body and could not see his age, and he also held a knife in his hand, a pitch-black and narrow knife.

These two people are Wuxin and Leng, who rushed to Luoyang from thousands of miles away, they came to rescue Ruyi, but at this time, they still don't know where Ruyi was taken captive, whether they are alive or dead.

The two of them hesitated for a moment, leaned their horses against a teahouse, stopped, and walked in without saying a word.

Until the tea and refreshments were served, no one between the two of them said a word, and they seemed to be thinking about their own thoughts, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward and dignified.

The tea guests in the teahouse, the boss, and Xiao Er all looked sideways, looking at the two strange people sitting in the corner without saying a word, with a hint of suspicion on their faces, I don't know where they came out of nowhere These two strangely dressed guests, but at a glance, they knew that they were not ordinary guests, and no one asked much, each doing their own thing, drinking their own tea, but from time to time they would glance sideways.

"Can the people from Furong Hall find us here? Leng looked at the street outside the teahouse, and asked in a low voice, there were many pedestrians on the street, all kinds of people. He was finally the first to speak, in fact, he just wanted to draw some unintentional attention away and not be too entangled.

Wuxin shook his head slowly, and said lightly: "Don't worry, you will find it, maybe you will know it a long time ago." He said it for sure, because he knew that the power of Furong Hall was all over the rivers and lakes, and there were very few people they couldn't find, as long as they wanted to find it.

Once upon a time, Ruyi let the people of Furong Hall secretly keep an eye on herself, no matter where she went, she could know that she had secretly joked that she had to hide her whereabouts as much as possible, otherwise there would really be no privacy in front of Ruyi. But now it has become that she is looking for her whereabouts, is this just a creation to make people, God played a big joke on himself. I wish that nothing had changed, and that she could still watch herself in secret and care about everything about herself.

Thinking of this, Wuxin frowned, the more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt in his heart, and the result he didn't want to see the most he wanted always came to his mind.

Seeing Wuxin's frowning brows, he said coldly: "Young master, don't worry, I believe that Miss Ruyi will be fine, and we will rescue her." "Faced with Ruyi's whereabouts, there is only so much Leng can do.

Wuxin reluctantly showed a relaxed look, nodded lightly, and did not speak.

Time passed little by little, but the people from Furong Hall never appeared, as if as Leng said at the beginning, they didn't know that Wuxin had come to Luoyang, maybe they were looking around? Wuxin also began to think so, he could only think so, because this is the best result.

"I'd better go out and have a look, in case they really don't know we're coming. Leng glanced at Wuxin, whose face was becoming more and more solemn, and slowly stood up, intending to walk outside.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared at the door, a girl dressed in purple. After looking around the teahouse, he walked straight to the side of Wuxin and Cold.

Seeing the girl in purple who appeared like an angel, her heartless and cold face showed a hint of joy, and she finally came.

"Heartless young man. The girl in purple walked to Wuxin's side, bent down and saluted, and then nodded coldly to the side of the standing, which was regarded as a greeting.

"Did you find it?" Wuxin asked expectantly, staring at the purple-clothed girl's eyes. He didn't have the patience to wait any longer, so he asked bluntly.

The girl in purple nodded heavily, as if she saw the unintentional hurry, and hurriedly said: "Our people have found out, and the other party has taken the young master to a house in Luoyang Town, thirty miles away from here. ”

In fact, not only is he unintentionally anxious, but the disciples of Furong Hall are not either, but except for Nangong Chu, who can be called a master, everyone else in the hall is a female streamer, and there is no advanced martial arts, after all, Furong Hall has not focused on martial arts since its establishment, but intelligence.

After listening to the words of the woman in purple, Wuxin immediately stood up and said in a deep voice, "Take me there." Then he strode out, and he couldn't wait for a moment. The longer it drags on, the more dangerous Ruyi may be.

So, Wuxin and Leng went to Luoyang Town under the leadership of the girl in purple.

Luoyang Town is a small town close to Luoyang City, most of the people here are ordinary people, generally no people from the rivers and lakes will come here, but it is also a good place to go incognito.

But recently, Luoyang Town has not been very peaceful, because there are a lot of strangers in the town, and it doesn't look as simple as ordinary people, no one knows what happened, but the elders in their respective families have instructed their children and grandchildren not to go out if they have nothing to do, this is the experience they have summed up after living for half a lifetime.

When the sun was about to set, three strangers came to the town, two men and one woman, and the two men were still carrying weapons, and even those who did not care about the world knew that these two people were not ordinary people. So all the pedestrians who saw these three people avoided them and hid back in their respective homes, and the doors were closed.

Wuxin walked slowly on the street, looking at the pedestrians scattered and dodging, his face was expressionless, he knew what these people were afraid of, and the fear of the unknown was the first reaction that everyone would have in their hearts.

The three men did not speak, nor did they hesitate, and soon appeared in an alley outside the house, which was their destination, that is, the place where Ruyi was held.

The girl in purple didn't speak, and after taking Wuxin to the designated place, she bowed and left gently, she knew that it would be useless for her to stay, and she would ask others to retreat.

Wuxin looked at the courtyard not far from the opposite side, which was old but still magnificent, and frowned, he was a little unsure whether the person who kidnapped Ruyi was really from Fengyue Valley, because the people of Fengyue Valley had no other stronghold in the martial arts, and there was a plaque with the words "Summer Resort" written on it on the gate of this courtyard.

After hesitating for a while, Wuxin walked straight to the opposite mansion, without the slightest concealment, and planned to blatantly break in like this.

Seeing Wuxin walking over directly, he was stunned for a moment and hurriedly followed.

"Bang bang", after a knock on the door, the door slowly opened from the inside. The one who opened the door was a big man wearing a black suit and carrying a long sword at his waist, and when he saw the two people standing at the door, he frowned, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?" With a hint of impatience on his face, he didn't seem to welcome it, and he didn't recognize who the person was.

Wuxin stared at the eyes of the man in black, and said lightly: "Tell your master, I'm here to ask for someone." His tone was slightly agitated, but he was already trying to restrain himself. He had already recognized the person in front of him, and he was sure to be someone from Fengyue Valley.

After listening to Wuxin's words, the man in black didn't seem to understand, frowned and said, "Who do you want?" As he spoke, he began to close the door casually, as if he didn't want to entangle with his intentions.

Seeing that the man in black was about to close the door, his eyes flashed unintentionally, he stretched out his hand to hold the door panel, looked at the man in black coldly, and said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if you say it." As he spoke, he pushed away the big man in black and went straight in.

The black-clothed man was stunned for a moment, pulled out the long sword at his waist, blocked the way of Wuxin, and said loudly: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"Stop!" At this moment, a voice sounded from behind the man in black, stopping the man in black's actions. A big man with two mustaches walked over, also in a black suit. However, it looks younger than the big man who opened the door, but the status seems to be slightly higher than that of the big man who opened the door.

The big man who opened the door saw the mustachioed man who appeared behind him, put away his sword, respectfully bent down and hugged his fists, and stepped aside.

Wuxin stared closely at the big man with a mustache who suddenly appeared, his eyes were cold. From the big man's eyes, which seemed to have a sneer, he seemed to see a hint of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

"The Lord of the Second Valley knows that you are coming, and is already waiting in the hall. The mustache clenched his fists and said slowly. As he spoke, he turned and walked inside, leading the way in front.

Without saying a word, he followed behind the mustache without saying a word, and walked to the hall not far away, Leng followed him, paying close attention to the movements around him, beware of possible dangers.

"Dog fights people, you have only joined Fengyue Valley for a few days, and you have begun to show off your might, if it weren't for the presence of the second valley master, you would have been fighting all over the ground. After the mustache gradually walked away with indifference and coldness, the big man guarding the gate put away his long sword, picked it up with a trace of disdain, and said with a scolding.

Soon, the mustache came to the hall with Wuxin and Leng. I saw twenty or thirty black-clothed men standing side by side in the hall, all of them carrying long swords at their waists, eyeing each other.

On a chair in the middle of the hall, there was a person, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a haggard face, who was staring fiercely at Wuxin, who was slowly walking into the hall, his eyes were full of hatred, and he looked like he was gritting his teeth.

Seeing the person sitting on the chair, Wuxin's face instantly became gloomy, and at this moment he finally determined who the person who kidnapped Ruyi was. Because he had already recognized the person sitting on the chair, it was none other than the new generation of Ergu Master of Fengyue Valley, the person who had framed Wuxin for killing his wife and children, and was later unintentionally cut off his hands, Dongfang Xian.

"Where is she?" Wuxin stared coldly at Dongfang Xian's eyes, and asked in a deep voice, since it had been determined, then there was no need for him to bother with any more words, it was better to get straight to the point.

Hearing Wuxin's words, Dongfang Xian's originally angry face was suddenly filled with a sly smile, and he looked at Wuxin curiously and asked, "Who?"

"Don't pretend to be crazy and stupid with me, my patience is limited. Wuxin narrowed his eyes, stared at Dongfang Xian and said coldly, his voice cold.

"I don't know what you're talking about, can't you find anyone to come with me? I'm not the one to show you in the backyard. Dongfang Xian snorted coldly and said with a sneer. As he spoke, he propped his arms around his body and moved to the back of the chair, leaning back on it. There was nothing left above his two arms, from the elbow down, bare.

Listening to Dongfang Xian's deliberate sophistry, he unintentionally took a deep breath, his face became even more gloomy, he clenched his fists, and a faint murderous aura emanated from his eyes......