"It's very good, but thanks to some people's blessings, it has become less good." Yuwen Haoyu also replied with a faint expression.
Xiling Jinyue couldn't help laughing and slowly stepped forward. Luo Ling's heart almost reached her throat. Yuwen Haoyu secretly shook her hand, indicating that she would be at ease and that nothing would happen.
"Since Yuwen Haoyu has worked hard and has come from afar, Xilun cannot neglect it anymore. I'll ask Yuwen Haoyu to go to the main room of the hotel and have a drink?"
Hearing this, Luo Ling stretched out her head behind Yuwen Haoyu and stared at Xiling Jinyue angrily. This guy absolutely has no kindness, and there will definitely be poison in the wine. So he whispered to Yuwen Haoyu: "Yu, don't believe it."
he."
Yuwen Haoyu turned his head, smiled slightly, and said, "Okay, then I'll listen to you."
He said this entirely to make her happy. He had no intention of trusting this foreign guy, kidnapped his beloved from thousands of miles away, and wanted to gain his trust?
"No need, I believe you know the purpose of my visit today. If you know the image, don't stop me." Yuwen Haoyu looked up at him, with a layer of frost attached to his face.
Xiling Jinli chuckled and said, "What if I stop me?"
"Kill without mercy."
Yuwen Haoyu spit out these three words lightly from his lips and teeth. After saying that, he pulled out the long sword from his waist and pointed directly at Xiling Jinyue.
Xiling Jinyue was a little helpless. Looking at the tip of the sword that Yuwen Haoyu sent to him, he took a step back slightly, looked distressed, frowned, and sighed: "What should I do? Swords or something,
It's really not my strength."
Luo Ling looked at him angrily and suddenly said loudly: "Then let go, let me go, otherwise the sword will be eyeless and will be careful to hurt your throat!"
Hearing this, Xiling Jinyue looked up at her, and she was stunned for a moment, then she felt relieved, but she chuckled, "Okay."
“Huh?”
When Luo Ling heard Xiling Jinyue's answer, he felt incredible. At the same time, he felt that this guy must be playing something, so he grabbed Yuwen Haoyu's sleeve worriedly.
At this time, Yuwen Haoyu didn't care about it. Since the other party gave way, he was not polite and pulled Luo Ling to the corridor.
The moment he passed by Xiling Jinyue, Luo Ling raised his eyes and saw that the man's normal expression was mixed with a hint of undetectable weirdness.
Luo Ling was very uneasy, but she didn't know something was wrong.
She knew that Yuwen Haoyu had also noticed it, holding her hand closer and closer, and her pace was getting faster and faster. Looking at the distance not far to the back door, she was walking very long and unbearable.
Suddenly, the sound of flute sounded again behind him. Luo Ling was stunned, but he didn't dare to look back and followed Yuwen Haoyu involuntarily.
It was almost at the door, but the sound of the flute was gentle and gentle, sometimes unchanged, intermittent, but it kept drilling into the ears and brains, as if it was like a wandering insect, gradually eroding into the inside...
Luo Ling felt that her steps could no longer move uncontrollably. She looked at Yuwen Haoyu in surprise, but found that he was still walking forward, moving forward, even though she had stopped, her hand
He could no longer touch him, and the man did not turn around and threw her alone in the corridor.
Yu, look back quickly, I'm still here, don't leave me...