The dungeon is full of damp and fishy stench, and the mud under your feet makes the soles of your shoes sink deep into them, which is extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Qiong covered her nose with her sleeves, and said with a frown: "Fu Shaoyao, the dungeon of your Xuantie Gang should be rebuilt, where is this place for people?"

Fu Shaoyao saw that the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him didn't seem to be dissatisfied with this, so he said: "This place was originally abandoned, just to reopen it for Guan Jiang Suicai, you can bear with it." ”

Feng Qiong looked at the boy in Tsing Yi and the shadow walking leisurely, leaving no footprints on the muddy ground, and then looked at the shallow shoe prints he stepped on, and his brows furrowed even tighter: "Son, what kind of light skills do you use when you wear boots?" ”

The boy in Tsing Yi turned his head when he heard this, and the silver-white mask made the teasing in his eyes even more obvious: "What's wrong with the boots? The boots are also made of cloth, and they will also be wet with sludge." ”

Feng Qiong looked at her cloth shoes, with a rare look of embarrassment on her face, and turned back to Fu Shaoyao and asked, "How far is it?"

Fu Shaoyao looked around and replied seriously: "Half." ”

Feng Qiong bit her lip and was about to cheer herself up, when she saw the boy in Tsing Yi open his arms to him. Feng Qiong was stunned for a moment, and asked puzzledly, "Childe?"

The boy in Tsing Yi smiled and asked, "How about I take you for a ride?"

Feng Qiong hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is Childe serious?"

The boy in Tsing Yi said: "It's hard to see that our Fengxuan Lord has such a delicate and lovely little daughter, how can I ignore it?"

Feng Qiong cautiously walked to the young man in Tsing Yi and raised his head to look at the young man in green clothes.

"Since Lord Fengxuan threw himself into his arms, then I will not be polite. The boy in Tsing Yi chuckled, bent over and hugged her waist, picked her up horizontally, and continued to walk forward. Because they stopped, the shadow that stood and waited still kept a step slower than the boy in Tsing Yi and followed.

The boy in Tsing Yi hugged Feng Qiong, and his feet only fell slightly, leaving two extremely shallow footprints. Further on, there was still no sign of the muddy ground. Fu Shaoyao looked at the back of the boy in Tsing Yi, took the footprints on the ground into his eyes, and breathed a little heavier.

Tsing Yi thief Tsing Yi thief, thieves are destined to have superior light skills. But the light skills revealed by the young man in Tsing Yi at this time were completely beyond Fu Shaoyao's expectations. Although the light work of stepping on the snow without a trace is rare in the rivers and lakes, it is by no means a few. But holding a person can still not leave any traces on the ground, and this kind of light power is by no means more than ten fingers in the rivers and lakes.

Feng Qiong was held in the arms of the boy in Tsing Yi, her body stiffened slightly, but she soon relaxed and was silent.

The boy in Tsing Yi still has a smell similar to sandalwood, but it is much lighter, and he has a cool feeling after smelling it for a long time. And his fingertips are also as cold as jade, if it weren't for the fact that his palm was still a little warm, Feng Qiong would even suspect that he was made of jade. I don't know if it's because the smell on his body is uncomfortable, or if Feng Qiong himself has a great fear of the boy in Tsing Yi, even if he is only hugged by him for a short time, he is already full of uneasiness.

Just when Feng Qiong was hesitating between obediently staying in the arms of the young man in Tsing Yi and begging him to put him down, the young man in green clothes suddenly let go of his hand, held her waist and let her fall to the ground, and a laughing voice came from above her head: "There is no mud here." ”

Feng Qiong settled down, and saw the man sitting in the grass pile opposite—he didn't even bandage his wounds, and was left here by the deputy leader of the beggar gang.

The boy in Tsing Yi picked up the flint and steel from the side and hit it twice, lit the oil lamp on the table, then half-turned around, hooked his lips and smiled, "Are you awake?"

Jiang Sui opened his eyes with some difficulty, looked at the bright light, and only took a long time to see the scene in front of him: "Who are you?"

Three men and one woman, the woman and the middle-aged man were standing at the door, while the man in the black cloak stood one step behind the speaker, his hands down. Clearly, the man who lit the lamp was the center of the group.

A cyan wide-sleeved tunic with a cyan ribbon tied his hair, and a half-silver mask firmly covering half of his face, revealing only his fair and smooth chin. After putting down the flint in his right hand, he pressed it on the table, half of his palm was blocked by the hanging sleeve of his coat, and the four fingers that were half exposed looked excessively slender and white, without any trace of martial arts. If it weren't for the fact that his long figure didn't seem to belong to a woman, Jiang Sui would even think that he was a woman.

This dress is of course weird, but what is even more bizarre is his overly particular clothes and elegant temperament. Even if Jiang Sui doesn't know the goods, he can see how valuable the dress of the boy in Tsing Yi is. How can a person dressed like this get mixed up with these reckless people?

Jiang Sui secretly guessed here, and the boy in Tsing Yi began to introduce himself very generously: "I am Tsing Yi, the green who will go down in history, and the clothes that do not cover the body." They usually call me 'Tsing Yi Boy'. Of course, you don't know either. But I also have a name, called Tsing Yi thief. Also, I think it's important for me to tell you a little bit about the situation now and some time ago. The group of people who intercepted you at the foot of the Puppet Palace Mountain are this girl's subordinates, that is, the girls of Fengyunxuan. As for the puppet palace that caused countless deaths and injuries to your group, I am now under my command. So, except for Wen Qihua, all of you are already dead, and you are almost there. ”

Jiang Sui didn't care about his previous words at all, and hurriedly asked, "Where is Qihua? Where is he?"

The boy in Tsing Yi bent his eyes and smiled: "The situation is only worse than you, not better than you." Moreover, you yourself are still difficult to protect, what do you care about his situation?" The voice has a slight southern accent of curling the tongue, and the slightly hoarse voice has a bit of Wu Nong's soft language, which is surprisingly nice and distinctive.

Jiang Suiqiang endured the pain on his body and sat up straight, glaring at the boy in Tsing Yi: "What the hell did you do to him?"

The smile in the eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi flowed: "It's nothing, it's just that his meridians are sealed, and then he is seriously injured and sent back to the beggar gang, so that your gang leader can heal him." ”

"Go back?" Jiang Sui seemed relieved, but then became vigilant again, "It's that simple?"

The boy in Tsing Yi shrugged his shoulders and said, "Of course it won't be that simple. The hand pressed on the table was raised, his sleeves were shaken, and his eyes fell on his hand, as if he was looking at some peerless treasure: "If it is so simple to let you go, why should I go to great lengths to arrest you back, Childe?"

Jiang Sui frowned and asked, "How are you doing?"

The boy in Tsing Yi waved his hand to signal that the shadow did not have to follow him, and then walked to Jiang Sui and squatted down, supported his face with his left hand, and poked the wound on Jiang Sui's face with his right index finger: "If I say that there is only one between you, how do you choose?"

The boy in Tsing Yi turned his back to the light, and his soft-line face became more and more contoured. The silver-white mask fits tightly to the skin, the small forehead that is exposed is faintly hidden by a few strands of broken hair, and the chin is as white as jade, which is very delicate. The corners of the left lip of the slightly thin lips are slightly hooked, and at first glance it only feels lazy and gentle, but when it looks deep, it feels cold in the heart.

Jiang Sui's eyes were in a trance, as if he felt that this person was unusually familiar, but he had no thoughts. After a while, Jiang Sui realized that the boy in Tsing Yi had answered his question: "Only one can live?"

The boy in Tsing Yi smiled leisurely: "No, I should put it another way - if you cooperate, I can let Wen Qihua live." ”

Jiang Sui asked, "Cooperation, what do you want me to do?"

The boy in Tsing Yi smiled harmlessly: "I, I have a little old account I want to settle with you." ”

The shadow looked back at the two people standing at the door far away, and Fu Shaoyao immediately took two big steps back. Feng Qiong, on the other hand, hesitated slightly, took a few steps back, and stood side by side with Fu Shaoyao in the mud.

"Old accounts?" Jiang Sui was stunned for a moment, and looked at the boy in Tsing Yi suspiciously. Judging from the half of his face exposed, the young man in Tsing Yi is at most thirty years old, what old accounts can he have with him?

The boy in Tsing Yi seemed to see his thoughts, and spit out a sentence lightly: "As the saying goes, the hatred of killing your father is the hatred of taking your wife...... Deputy Gang Leader Jiang might as well guess how you offended me?"

Jiang Sui was stunned: "I ......"

"Or, you might as well say, Fourth Hall Master Yang, you are hiding so deeply. The young man's eyes slowly darkened, his chin was raised a few points, and his expression was as contemptuous as an ant.

This look ...... The young man is high-spirited and looks like jade, but he also looks high-minded, arrogant and contemptuous to his Jinlan brothers. That person is gifted and intelligent, and he is both talented and good-looking. It was clear that more hard work was put in, but nothing was gained. And the guy who was two years younger than himself, but with an arrogant face, easily got everything that he couldn't get with all his might.

Jiang Sui's pupils shrank, his face was blue and white, and he was stunned for a while.

The young man in Tsing Yi watched his face slowly change, and knew what he had thought, and couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, leaning over slightly and whispering: "The puppet palace can be surnamed Mo or Ren." However, it will never be changed to his last name. ”

"Ren, Ren Gongzi!" Jiang Sui woke up violently when he heard this, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether he was angry or afraid, "You are really ......"

Feng Qiong in the distance heard Jiang Sui's exclamation, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a hint of surprise, and she almost exclaimed. The shadow glanced at him sharply, and only looked back when she lowered her head.

"What is it?" The boy in Tsing Yi stood up, patted the hem of his clothes casually, and smiled leisurely, "Okay, Deputy Gang Leader Jiang." If you obediently hand over to me the things you hid in the Vermilion Bird Palace, I will let Wen Qihua live, and I will not tell anyone your identity. Well, that is...... As long as you give me what I want, the beggar gang, especially the Mao gang leader, will never know that the deputy gang leader Jiang who he is the confidant is actually the puppet palace remnant who crippled their young gang leader. Those beggar disciples who wept bitterly over your death will not know that so many of their brothers were killed by you who were sent to the puppet palace to die. ”

Jiang Sui subconsciously said: "No, it's not me ......"

The young man in Tsing Yi smiled coldly and asked, "Is it because of you? You obviously knew that they would die if they went to the puppet palace, but you never said anything to stop them." Why? Because you're afraid that Mao Jue will suspect your identity. Mao Heng is gone, why do you still take them up the mountain? Because you are afraid that Mao Heng will think that you will retreat without a fight. You can see that the back mountain mechanism has been closed, so you can be sure that you will leave with the rest of the people. So, you just need to enter the puppet palace with them, kill a few people, and then retreat, and you have a reason to explain to Mao Heng. But you didn't expect Wen Qihua to be arrested by us, and when you went down the mountain, you were blocked and slaughtered by Fengyunxuan, leaving you alone to be arrested and locked up here. ”

After a pause, the young man in Tsing Yi continued: "I really don't understand, why can you be so loyal to Mao Heng, but you are cruel to your brother who is married to Jin Lan?"

Although he couldn't hear what the boy in Tsing Yi was saying, and he couldn't see the expression of the boy in Tsing Yi, Feng Qiong and Fu Shaoyao in the distance shuddered.