In the midst of Huayan's random thoughts, Feng Yu walked step by step to the bedside, watched her slowly sit down, and stretched her hands to her bellyband, which made Huayan whine and move around in fear.
"do not move!"
Feng Yu's words were very shocking. The most important thing was that Feng Yu really took action. He slapped the butt hard. You could feel the elasticity and shaking of the flesh through his pants.
"If you move again, I'll hit you again!"
Seeing Hua Yan's good-tempered appearance, Feng Yu asked with a smile: "It looks like he's still with the little girl. He's so old. He shouldn't be. Is it because no one wants her?"
Seeing Hua Yan closing her eyes and ignoring him, Feng Yu also got down to business.
"Okay, I won't tease my sister anymore. I just have a few questions. I hope my sister can answer them generously. If I am right, you will nod. If I am wrong, you will shake your head. Do you hear me?"
Hua Yan still ignored him, Feng Yu gritted his teeth and slapped him again, "Did you hear that?"
Hua Yan's whole body trembled, and she looked at him with wide eyes, as if she could kill him, wanting to eat his flesh and drink his blood.
But this can't scare Feng Yu, let alone drugging her to prevent her from having any luck, she is still intact, she is just a low-level eighth-level person, so it won't be a waste of effort to deal with her.
Feng Yu ignored her murderous gaze and sat on the edge to help her get dressed, as if he was not looking at another beauty.
"Is Huayulou really full of women? Not a single man?"
Hua Yan closed her eyes and said nothing, as if she was looking forward to death, but soon, her eyes opened.
She saw that Feng Yu had not moved for a long time, so she raised her eyes and was shocked. She saw Feng Yu searching the room for a long time, found a small leather whip, and rubbed it in his hand.
"Sister, do you think this thing will leave scars on the butt?"
"Woo, woo~"
"Sister, why don't you just nod obediently."
Hua Yan watched him getting closer and closer, and nodded helplessly, which made Feng Yu a little speechless. Didn't it say that killers always regard death as home? There were many kind words that she didn't say before she was blocked?
"Uh, okay, you are so obedient. Then the next question is, who is the person behind your scenes? Tang? Chu? Jin? Or someone else?"
Hua Yan shook her head and shook her head after asking several questions. Feng Yu was a little puzzled. Could it be that because of her low status, she didn't know some core secrets?
"Then do you know who is behind the master of Qingfeng Pavilion?"
In the end, he still shook his head, and Feng Yu's smiling face suddenly sank. Damn, I don't know what to ask!
He took away the thing stuffed in her mouth and said, "How come you, sister, don't know anything? Are you lying to me?"
Hua Yan was about to scream, but Feng Yu pointed two centimeters below her throat. Her voice became very low and it was painful to speak.
Feng Yu originally wanted to ask about the Hell Gate again, but it seemed like that was it, and there would probably be no results.
"Where is the boss of your Huayu Tower? Can I be lucky enough to meet him?"
After releasing Hua Yan's ties, Hua Yan immediately sat up straight and hit Feng Yu directly. However, his luck was still blocked and he had no strength at all.
"Hey, can you get dressed first? I'm not interested in you."
Hua Yan then remembered that she had not tied her belt and her clothes were untied.
After a while, Feng Yu and Hua Yan opened the door and walked out.
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Come, Huayan walks in front holding Qin, Fengyu follows closely behind, and even reaches out to hug her, as if he is in love with his concubine. The only drawback is that the girl's expression is very aggrieved.
"Take me there obediently. I won't do anything. I'm just asking something. We may not be enemies."
The two of them walked upstairs slowly, but when they passed others on the way, they would always wink, but there were so many guests that no one could bother to look here.
The two women guarding the stairs stopped the two of them and didn't say anything. They just stared at them.
Feng Yu looked at Hua Yan and asked her to finish it, but she didn't speak.
Feng Yu knew that he would definitely be exposed, but since he was here and there were still people on duty, the person in charge must be on the upper level.
"Sister, didn't you say you wanted to take me to meet your wife? Why didn't you let me go?"
The two women on duty held their swords in the middle, preventing anyone from passing by, and said in unison: "You can see Madam whenever you want, please go back!"
Feng Yu's hand holding Hua Yan suddenly pressed hard on an acupuncture point on her waist. She groaned and suddenly her body softened and she collapsed on the ground.
When the two women saw this, they were about to draw their swords. However, another burst of smoke drifted by. Feng Yu tapped their acupuncture points and leaned them against the stairs, pretending to be fine. Hua Yan was also dragged away.
He hid aside.
Feng Yu raised his feet and walked up the stairs. In the sight of the three of them, an afterimage flashed. Feng Yu had already climbed halfway up. Then he walked up with his right foot. There was another afterimage. Feng Yu had already appeared on the upper floor.
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It was a very quiet and empty first floor. Feng Yu turned on his folding fan and walked step by step. He had a wide view but it was useless. He could only look at the scenery on the street and get an overview of half of the city.
A long corridor appeared in front of him, Feng Yu's folding fan turned out, and with a swing of his wrist, the folding fan flew out in a direct rotation, then flew back far away, and returned to Feng Yu's hand.
There are no traps or traps? Are they underfoot?
A piece of silver rolled past my feet, but there was no reaction at all, as if it was an empty building.
Feng Yu walked forward leisurely. This corridor was open-air and there was nothing underneath. It was the highest floor of Huayu Tower. Some people were afraid of heights and might faint when they looked down. There was a cliff opposite, but that was it.
There is even a small building built on the cliff, as if it was inserted forcefully.
At the end of the corridor were two hanging curtains. Feng Yu flew directly under his feet, causing the wind to fly over, and came to the front of the hanging curtains.
A voice came from inside. The voice was very lazy, but also very charming, as if it had just woken up.
"We're already at the door, why don't you come in?"
Feng Yu used a folding fan to open the curtains and walked in. There was a large space inside, with curtains everywhere in various colors that danced in the wind, making people dazzled.
"Are you the owner of Huayulou, the lady they call you?"
"Who are you, Master? Why do you want to break in?"
"I'm from out of town, but there are some things that are not easy to handle. I came here because of my reputation. I want to ask Madam something. I hope Madam will give you some advice."
"Oh? Really? But, what can I, a woman, know? And, do you ask people like this? It's really scary. How can I stand up to a man and a woman alone at night?"
The voice became more and more soft and waxy. Feng Yu held his breath and looked at it seriously: "This is the secret technique of the Western Regions, the undetermined phantom sound. I didn't expect that Madam also has a lot of background."
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"Hey, the young master actually knows about Wuding Phantom Sound. Could it be that he is a young master from some aristocratic family from the west?"
"Although Wuding Phantom Sound comes from the Western Regions, it would be a bit far-fetched to use this method to determine that Madam is from the Western Jin Dynasty. How about she come out and talk with you and me face to face?"
"Then we have to see if you have this ability."
Behind the curtain on the left, Feng Yu felt a slight fluctuation in internal energy. Someone should be moving.
"Whoa!"
No, behind you!
"Whoa!"
Forward right?
Is this person so fast? It seems that I underestimated this woman.
Feng Yu stood motionless in the middle. The best way to catch up with the enemy's aura was to remain unchanged in response to all changes. If he wanted to test himself, he had to take action. There was no point in hiding all the time.
A long piece of cloth flew towards him, and Feng Yu turned his head to avoid it. Then, one piece after another kept flying out. With the blessing of internal force, being hit by this long piece of cloth was no different from being hit by a stone.
Feng Yu kept turning sideways, and his figure movements became faster and faster, and the movement of his feet was almost invisible.
One after another, Feng Yu couldn't touch the corner of Feng Yu's clothes, and he was also fighting a little hastily in the dark. Two long pieces of cloth collided several times.
Feng Yu sneered, it turned out that this was not a person, no wonder.
Feng Yu reached out his hand, grabbed the long piece of cloth, and pulled hard. The person behind the curtain screamed in surprise, but was unable to resist the force and was pulled out. The other long piece of cloth wanted to help, but was pulled by Feng Yu.
The folding fan flew out and was torn to pieces.
Just when the few remaining people were about to attack, they suddenly discovered that Feng Yuren was missing.
Several women were looking for traces of Feng Yu, but they didn't find a handsome and handsome young man standing behind one of the women.
"Xiaoluo!"
When the man named Xiaoluo heard his companion calling him, he realized something was wrong. He hurriedly looked back and slapped him, but Feng Yu slapped him faster on the back, knocking him directly to the center of the field.
Feng Yu took the long cloth in his hand and flew out to collide with the long cloth in the other direction, directly splitting one into two.
"Ah!" Another person fell to the ground.
Without the formation, the women in pink clothes were only at the lower level of the eighth level and could not withstand a heavy blow.
At this time, two women flew in from outside, and two daggers flew past Feng Yu's chest and back.
"Don't be so presumptuous as to risk your life!"
The long harp fell down, and two harp sounds reached his ears. Feng Yu flew away and took a few steps back, looking at the two women who had just entered.
"It's the sonic power again. It seems that I have taken advantage of the sonic power."
The sound of the piano is sultry, but it can also kill people invisible.
Fengyu opened his folding fan and swept it hard, and a long piece of cloth on the ground rushed towards one of them.
I saw the woman making unknown gestures with her hands, and a burst of energy appeared on the strings, causing a surging sensation and hitting the long cloth to pieces.
"It's almost ninth grade, very good."
Feng Yu didn't waste any time. He somersaulted upwards, folded the folding fan behind his back, and landed a palm towards the woman.
The palm wind collided with the sound wave skill, and the woman spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards. The strings of the piano were also broken in half. The other woman was swept away by a move and slid backwards for a long time.
The woman called Madam finally couldn't hold it any longer, and a soft sword fell from the sky, pointing directly at Feng Yu Tianling Gai.