The hall was lonely.

Luo Jingfeng stared at him, without saying a word, his brows furrowed, immersed in the unusual action of the painting style.

"Master, someone sent this. ”

The housekeeper walked in in a panic, eagerly holding a wooden skewer, bowing his head and handing it to Luo Jingfeng.

Luo Jingfeng's brow furrowed even tighter.

He took the stick, his eyes moving only briefly up and down.

"Here comes the second task again. ”

Scold!

"It's really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave!"

Chu Tianmei snatched the wooden stick, looked at the front and then the back.

"What is the mission?"

The young plump face is depressed.

In his heart, the greatest hope and wish is to rescue Yan Hong as soon as possible. For the sake of Yan Hong, he chased after him fiercely, worked hard, was not afraid of fear, and finally found it successfully, and it was too late, and he was almost irritated about the appearance of the task.

"It's a long way to go. ”

Chu Tianmei handed the wooden skewer to Nian Shaofeng.

"See for yourself, it's very clear. ”

Nian Shaofeng took the wooden stick, didn't look at it, put it directly on the table, and continued to feed Hai Tianchou medicinal soup.

"I have a plan before I finish the task. ”

Luo Jingfeng looked at the young man and raised his voice.

"The task has to be completed, the silver has to be earned, and more has to be earned. But exterminating the Kanto Jiujiao, destroying Fengdezhuang, killing the bald guy, and rescuing Yanhong, these things must be realized. Therefore, my plan is to start tonight, make breakthroughs in groping, and strive to achieve them one by one in breakthroughs. ”

Wow!

"I've practiced such a mouthful of all these times before!"

Chu Tianmei was so shocked that she stood up from the stool, and her hands slapped happily.

Smack.

"I should applaud, this is still the longest and most meaningful speech I've heard from Boss Luo. Of course, it's a lot worse than me, but the chances of improvement are still quite large. ”

Hou Zishen began to pick his nostrils again.

"Nian, how is Tianchou?"

Luo Jingfeng glared at Hou Zishen, but stared at the busy young man.

"He should be able to recover, but he was injured internally, and he was injured by the bald guy's abrupt deflection of qigong. ”

"Recovery is possible, it takes time. ”

Nian Shaofeng stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at Luo Jingfeng.

"Can you guess how long it will take?"

Luo asked urgently, looking very anxious and anxious.

"It's up to him. ”

Nian Shaofeng's speech is always very simple and clear, without a single superfluous word.

"Will that affect our mission?"

Luo Jingfeng shook his head, feeling that it was really tiring to talk to Nian Shaofeng, not only to think about what he said, but also to analyze it before and after, so that he could fully understand.

"When will the mission be completed?"

Nian Shaofeng looked puzzled.

Luo Jingfeng didn't answer directly, but walked in front of Hou Zishen.

"Tonight, can you complete a mission?"

"There is no question like you, don't say what the task is, just ask if it can be completed, if it is heaven, then do you say it can be completed?"

"It's not that difficult. ”

"That should be done, just say it!"

"I have a feeling that there must be something wrong with the painting style, and I want you to find out. ”

"It's not difficult, I can do it, but I'm not sure if I can see the painting style, and I'm not sure if she can tell me. ”

"I believe in you, you are the top talent in this area, you will definitely be able to accomplish it. ”

Luo Jingfeng smiled.

He knew that Hou Zishen was good at this, as long as he could praise him, he could do whatever was difficult. If there is no good thing to say, it is simple and easy, and it may not be done, or even not done.

"If you say so, then what else is there to say, after dark, I will go. ”

Hou Zishen was praised by Luo Jingfeng like this, and his face immediately appeared with pride.

"Young and rich, you have to take a closer look, whether the painting style hurts Haitian sorrow. ”

Chu Tianmei's pretty face suddenly became frightened.

Luo Fengfeng twitched his eyebrows.

He also remembered that the hand of the painting style had been inserted into Hai Tianchou's chest.

Thinking of this, Luo Jingfeng hurriedly turned around and walked over.

Luo Jingfeng lowered his head and took a serious look at Hai Tianchou's clothes, and there was nothing suspicious on the big red robe.

"What do you see?"

Nian Shaofeng looked at Luo Jingfeng suspiciously.

"At the beginning, the hand of the painter was inserted here. ”

Luo Jingfeng's hand was placed on Hai Tianchou's chest, and after a slight pause, he began to stroke up and down.

Suddenly.

His face was full of shock, his brows were furrowed, and his dark eyes were certain.

Luo Jingfeng quickly stretched his hand into Hai Tianchou's wide neckline, and explored for a while. His expression began to shift, first to surprise, then to an inexplicable doubt, then to a joy of satisfaction.

His hand slowly withdrew as the change of expression ended.

A small piece of rag.

It is an ordinary coarse cloth torn from somewhere else.

Luo Jingfeng looked at the rags in amazement, and there was nothing.

"Turn it over and take a look. ”

After Chu Tianmei took a look, she hurriedly raised her head and snatched the rags.

Turning it over, the rag was a crooked and unsmooth word 'come'.

"What's the meaning of just one word. ”

Chu Tianmei put the rag back into Luo Jingfeng's hand in disappointment, and walked to the other side with her head shaken.

"What do you mean?"

Luo Fengfeng tilted his head and moved his steps to cross around.

"Think about it, the word must have some meaning, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered so much to leave it to us. ”

Hou Zishen rolled his small eyes and picked his nostrils again.

Luo Jingfeng walked around and looked at the rags in his hands.

Suddenly, shouted loudly.

"I remembered. ”

"What do you remember?"

Chu Tianmei was the first to react quickly and ran to Luo Jingfeng's side.

Due to Luo Jingfeng's irritability for several days, Chu Tianmei didn't dare to say a word at all, nor did she dare to make any out-of-the-ordinary movements, even the most genuine and cut-to-touch hands were much less, almost gone. She ran over to grab his hand, but looking at his face, she gave up on the idea.

"It's written with blood on the head of a bald guy. ”

Cut!

"What does that mean?"

Chu Tianmei turned around again in disappointment.

"Illustrates a very important message. ”

Luo was shocked to raise the rags in his hand and picked up the pottery bowl on the table.

Grunt.

A burst of heavy drinking.

"Listen, the painting style has something to tell us, and the specific location is at the bald guy's house in Fengdezhuang. ”

Luo Jingfeng looked at Chu Tianmei and deliberately blinked his eyelids sharply a few times.

"Boss Luo's analysis makes sense, but whose blood is it, how can you be sure. ”

"That's right, I'm the same as Brother Hou, whose blood is it, why do you analyze that it's a bald guy. ”

Haha, wahaha!

Luo frightened the wind and laughed wildly.

"Didn't you notice?"

Luo stared at Chu Tianmei with a smile on his face.

"Look, what can I notice!"

Chu Tianmei was stared at by Luo Jingfeng so unorthodoxically, and her face turned crimson instantly.

"The bald guy pressed his neck with a brocade fan, and before he threatened us, the bald guy was standing next to the painting style, and the painting style stroked it at that time, and the blood on the bald guy's head was bleeding. ”

Luo Jingfeng explained the whole process in detail.

"Come to think of it, there is really such a process, and it was Boss Luo's whip that opened the scoop. ”

"What a divine whip, that's a sun-swallowing beard. ”

Chu Tianmei corrected.

"Is this still going to Fengdezhuang?"

Hou Zishen nodded, but looked at Luo Jingfeng's excited expression.

"Of course I go, and I'm going with you. ”

"No, I'll go. ”

Nian Shaofeng quickly walked to the opposite side of Luo Jingfeng.

"Brother Hou won't go, I'll go with you. ”

"That's fine, let's go. ”

"I'll go too, I'll let you go. ”

Chu Tianmei also stood beside Luo Jingfeng.

"You can't go, it's easy to be exposed when there are too many people. ”

Luo Jingfeng patted Chu Tianmei's shoulder, and a strange light shot out of his eyes.

Hmmm, huh!

A faint **.

Haitian moved his fingers.

While Luo Jingfeng turned his eyes to look at the past, he strode forward and grabbed Hai Tianchou's hand.

"Heavenly sorrow, where are you uncomfortable?"

Hai Tianchou just shook his head slowly and opened his eyes with difficulty.

"I... Possibly..."

He couldn't go on, and his face was flushed.

"Don't say it, I understand, we all understand. ”

Luo Jingfeng held Haitian's hand, but his eyes flashed with tears.

"Quick, think of a way, he must be very uncomfortable. ”

"It's only the input of true anger. ”

Nian Shaofeng stared at Luo Jingfeng, and he was also anxious.

"Then let's get started, don't delay. ”

"None of us can force him. ”

"What's the truth about that, everyone's true anger is the same!"

Luo Jingfeng let go of his hand and jumped up directly.

"Forcing into true qi, it takes someone who is stronger than his internal strength to do it, and he is the deepest of us, how do you force it!"

Hou Zishen rubbed his hands, and he also began to get anxious.

"And so exquisite?"

Luo frightened his head, and was so anxious that he started to walk again.

Although, Hai Tianchou concealed his identity, approached him with a certain purpose, and also gained his trust. To some extent, it is hurting oneself and disrespecting oneself. However, the relationship with him, to be honest, is the most sincere and sincere.

When he was injured, Hai Tianchou was the first to be anxious and tried his best to help; when he was in danger, he always rushed to the front; he always supported himself in the form of tolerance, regardless of whether he was right or wrong; in order to establish his prestige, he also deliberately pretended to be deaf and stupid in front of outsiders. And this time, if there is no sacrifice for him, it must be himself who is lying down.

Luo Jingfeng thought, but slowly raised his head, letting the tears flow back.

"I have to try. ”

"yes, you should be able to. ”

Hou Zishen's eyes widened.

"Yes, you have a lot of internal skills. ”

"No, Boss Luo still has action tonight. ”

Hou Zishen shook his head, and the enthusiasm just now suddenly dropped to the level of freezing.

"It is important to save people, and action is for others. ”

Chu Tianmei pulled Luo Jingfeng and pushed it to climb onto the bed.

"You two, hurry up and help you up, you can't afford to delay. ”

Chu Tianmei commanded, and set up a clean cloth towel for Luo Jingfeng, ready to wipe his sweat.

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