"This...", one after another searching eyes pierced Luo Yifei's body, making him not know where to start, his eyes blurred for a while, and suddenly returned to the eve that he didn't want to touch...

Back in the days of yesterday, Luo Yifei once again stood in the tent where Qin Yuan was imprisoned. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

This tent has become a battleground, and there are several others scattered around it. On the surface, their shape is the same as usual, and their position has not changed, but the faces hidden behind the tent cloth are not as simple as the disciples of Huashan.

"Chen Decong, it's night today, your eyes have to be widened!" Luo Yifei said as he played with the iron fan in his hand and didn't look up at him.

"This is natural! Brother Luo, are all the seniors already ambushed around?" Chen Decong agreed happily, but there was still a lack of confidence in his tone.

"Maybe, I can't care so much, do what I have at hand first!" Luo Yifei replied coldly, obviously disdainful of his worries.

"Hmm!" Perhaps Chen Decong also felt something, and stopped talking after answering.

The night grew thicker, the voices of people faded inaudible, and boredom and exhaustion spread through the tent. Chen De was bored and circled around the wooden cage a few times. Qin Yuan in the cage leaned motionless in the cage, like a dead man. Chen Decong lowered his body and approached the wooden cage, as if he wanted to "get close" to the once beautiful young owner of Xiaojian Villa, but he was startled by Qin Yuan's cold open eyes. In an instant, Qin Yuan's cold and desperate gaze was like a big net, binding him in the middle and immersing him in the ice river. Finally touched back to his seat, and he seemed to be still exuding cold air from all over his body.

"Who?" Luo Yifei asked vigilantly, standing up and looking out of the tent.

"Anyone?" Chen Decong was shocked, and grabbed the long knife at his waist.

After a while, no one responded outside the tent, Chen De looked at Luo Yifei in confusion, and said in his heart: This big brother Luo is really a bit of a soldier, so he sat down again. Luo Yifei didn't think that he had made a mistake in judgment, and still stood there, paying close attention to everything around him. Sure enough, after a short time, the curtain flickered, and a person walked in.

"Luo Shaoxia is really a show of Kongtong, I always call the flower to make such a little movement, and it has not escaped your ears, admire and admire!"

"Who is Your Excellency?" Luo Yifei saw that he was a member of the beggar gang, and his words softened slightly.

"What's in Your Excellency's Pavilion, I just want food, young man doesn't have to be so polite!" the old beggar took a step closer to the wooden cage.

"Please stop!" Luo Yifei stretched out his arm and stood in front of the old beggar.

"Oh," the old beggar said with a hint of embarrassment on his face, and said to himself, "Hey, I haven't seen that thief before, so let's take a closer look." ”

"Uncle, what are you doing here?" Chen Decong looked at from the side, already curious, and blurted out.

"Look, I'm so forgetful, and I'm here to help!" the old beggar smiled at the two of them, as if to curry favor.

"Help, who wants you to help?" Chen Decong was very interested and asked.

"Of course, it's Yan Feng Yan of our beggar gang!" the old beggar reported the name of the leader of the beggar gang and looked at the two of them proudly.

"Since the seniors have come to help, we can't ask for it, but here are the two of us on duty tonight! The seniors can go to the Shaolin Yikong master to discuss!" Luo Yifei was soft and hard, and gave an eviction order.

"Eh—what's the use of hiding in a tent just to help? Besides, I've already seen Yoshiku, so I'm here. The old beggar was unimpressed, and had no intention of leaving.

Luo Yifei wanted to inform the master, but he was afraid that Chen De would never be effective and something would happen, so he glanced at him. Chen Decong nodded, as if he understood.

"It's better to have seniors in charge, sit down and have a cup of tea first!" Who knew that Chen Decong would be wrong, and instead let the old beggar in his seat.

"Hmm!" the old beggar patted Chen Decong's shoulder, sat down loudly, and said in a strange tone: "You little friend is very good, unlike someone who looks forward and backward, and those who practice martial arts should make a decision, and hesitate to look like!" After speaking, the old beggar glanced at Luo Yifei and pouted disdainfully.

Luo Yifei was robbed of everything, standing or sitting, and looked at the stupid Chen Decong hatefully.

"What do you call your seniors?" Chen Decong thought that he was not being well entertained, and asked respectfully.

"Gu Qianli, huh!" Gu Qianli pointed to the bag on his chest.

"Uncle Gu, don't look at the two of us in the tent, Master and Uncle are all outside, don't be afraid of that devil coming, besides, you look at the thief like that!" Chen Decong glanced at Qin Yuan in the cage, his face full of disdain.

"Oh, he's motionless, can't he be dead?" Gu Qianli asked deliberately.

"No, you can see that his eyes are still moving!" Chen Decong came to the cage again to take a look, and hurriedly walked away.

The ground in the cage was littered with fragments of dishes and leftover food, and Qin Yuan looked like he was dying.

"It is said that Qin Yuan is a well-known martial arts talent, how can he be a sick man?" Gu Qianli looked at Qin Yuan, his face full of confusion.

"Phew!" Luo Yifei took a sip, venting the dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Uncle Gu didn't know, this little thief had been crazy for a while after noon, the ghost cried wolf, and his eyes were blood-red... They all thought he was going to die, but he was still alive!" Chen Decong painted as if he was talking about an anecdote.

"It's a shame to die with such an important bait!" Gu Qianli looked at Qin Yuan with a worried face.

"If you can't die, how can Master Yikong stand by and watch! It is said that the thief suffered extremely serious internal injuries, and several seniors took turns to heal before they got better! Alas! It is really self-inflicted, and they can't live!" Chen Decong sighed.

"Chen Decong!" Luo Fei snorted, startled Chen Decong from a cold war, sticking out his tongue and flashing to the side.

"With such a thick iron chain, an extraordinary sword can be cut off, everyone is really thoughtful!" Gu Qianli touched the iron chain on the cage, thoughtful.

"Yes, yes!" Chen Decong agreed, not daring to say anything more.

"The long knife on your body, borrow it from me!" Gu Qianli suddenly stretched out his hand to Chen Decong.

"Seniors, don't be joking, how can I use this knife to cut the chains?" Chen Decong was very surprised, and he didn't know what Gu Qianli meant. Luo Yifei frowned when he heard this, and his eyes stared at Gu Qianli.

"However, if you cut a few pieces of wood, this chain will be useless!" Gu Qianli showed a strange smile at the corner of his mouth, and his figure flickered, flashing behind Chen Decong.

"Huh?" Chen Decong secretly screamed that it was not good, and he was about to turn back, but it was useless.

"Lie down!" Before Gu Qianli's words fell, Chen Decong was already unconscious.

Since seeing Gu Qianli, Luo Yifei has not let down his guard, and at this moment, the iron fan in his hand is raised, and he is about to strike out with a move "Heavenly Maiden Scattered Flowers". But in front of Gu Qianli, his nirvana can only be used to this extent. He felt a tingling in his ribs, and he couldn't move half a minute anymore.

From beginning to end, Luo Yifei maintained a posture of being ready to go.