Chapter four hundred and eight, as expected

Yu Laosan scared, pupil dilate, moment cross-legged sitting on the ground, fingertips a few points, seal their tendons, forced to suppress the body of toxicity, and then glare at the smiling old man, shouting abuse.

"You are so mean, old man, to poison our wine. "

Yang Feng poisoning is seen with his own eyes, at that time, the old man just with two people sitting opposite, drinking chat, in two people close to the most time, the old man took the opportunity to kill, only sigh two people conceited, to the old man is not vigilant, and therefore did not notice.

The old man shrugs disapprovingly, from the waist will wine gourd down, random shaking, cloud light wind gently spit out a word.

"I told you, I am a killer, a killer without a gentleman, what is meanness? " He can do a bit more shameless, just deal with these two, this is enough.

Yu Lao San is full of blue old face, face layer upon layer of frown, more fold deeper.

In the body, even if has blocked the muscle pulse also not to withstand the burst of medicine, finally the old three or gas attack heart, medicine above, two eyes turned over, fell to the ground.

The old man looked at two people pour together, tut exclamation, drank wine, slowly, then do not stay, follow Yang Feng together to find the entrance to the tunnel.

It was the iron gate hidden under a bundle of dry wood in the woodshed, rusted and engraved with lines that had been largely obliterated by the years.

Yang Feng crouches the body, feels above that rusts the iron lock, takes in the hand to play to check, confirmed the approximate structure, then takes out the wire from the bosom, diligently picks the lock.

With a click the lock opened and a handful of copper plum blossoms fell in front of him at the same time.

Yang Feng freezes the body, the facial expression stares at that key, raises the head to look behind to lean on the door side to drink the old man, in the mind greeted him once.

"Don't look at me. I just found it on those two. You didn't ask if I had a key. "

Yang Feng's face was covered with black lines. He pulled open the iron door in silence. A stream of coolness rushed into his face from inside, mixed with the smell of dampness and water.

Below the iron gate is a long, winding stairway that descends, darkly bottomless and faintly eerie, much like the dungeons of old.

Yang Feng crouched down and walked in carefully. The stone staircase was damp and covered with Moss. It was a little greasy. Yang Feng held the stone wall, which was cold and boring. His movements were slowed down and he walked down the stairs,

at the end of the walk they saw a huge iron gate, with two oil lamps hanging from the walls on either side of the gate. The light was dim and the fire seemed to jump as if it could be extinguished at any moment.

Yang wind swept eyes around, sure there is only an iron door, want to blue if soft should be inside.

Yang Feng started walking, finger from above iron lock swept, although the iron door has been covered with layers of white ash, but the lock is very clean, you know, often open in recent days.

Yang Feng stopped and leaned over to ask the old man for the key. The old man didn't have it and put a rusty plum key in his hand.

"It's clever this time, " the old man said.

Yang Feng ignored him and carefully unlocked the door. The iron lock clicked and fell to the ground. The Iron Door creaked and opened a crack. It was dark and there was an unusual smell.

Yang Feng stared at the dark slit and thought about it. He stretched out his hand to open the door to himself.

The dull, shrill rustle of the wrought-iron deadbolt echoed off the long track.

The door opened a little and a half, can be seen inside a dark, faint only a Kang in the most inside, but do not see blue Ruo rou figure.

Yang Feng turned eyes, search around, looking for a turn, still do not see blue if soft, he hesitated, the door is no longer open, but to maintain the action.

"Why don't you go in? "

The old man pushed his shoulder, but also want to take people away early, early end, how to know Yang Feng standing in the door does not move.

Yang Feng does not speak, twist the head to pour him to dry to smile, the meaning is obvious.

"... you are really troublesome."The old man understood, not happy to complain a sentence, Yang Shou pushed him away, without fear to take a big step towards the house across the area.

Just over that threshold line, a cool breeze from the top of the head down, I do not know what hit the old man without mercy on the back, the old man muggy hum, face to the ground on all sides, fell to the ground.

"SMELLY MAN! Dead perverted! YOU DARE TO COME! Beat you to death, beat you to death. " Immediately after a shadow from the side of the darkness rushed out, the old man did not stop stomping on the body with his feet, the old man was just about to get up and was stomped back, a moment lying on the ground can not move, had to stuffy cough a few, feel small rest.

Yang Feng will this scene income eyeground, mouth with a smile, holding the attitude of seeing a good play in the doorway stand.

He had been there before, when he had rescued her, and the moment he opened the door, he knew something was wrong, and he did not enter the room.

As it turned out, he was right.

See the old man really want to rest, blue if soft finally found wrong, stop action.

"You... ... " blue if soft collect on the head, carefully looked at the ground of the old man, found that is not Yu Qing, the small face immediately scared blue.

"Yang, master Yang Feng! "

Blue if soft alarm a, quickly close feet, squat body, the ground ai yo called a non-stop old man up, hands and feet for his back of the footprints and dust.

The old man clutched his back and bared his teeth in pain.

He called out twice, sighed his old bones, and was beaten by a little girl.

Blue if the soft guilt, dry smile apology, and then found standing next to Yang Feng, suddenly a red eye socket, tears filled the eyes.

"Yang Feng! " She called the name of the sound of Yang Feng, the whole person rushed up, tightly hug with him.

Head-on attack of gravity, let Yang risk some no stand, the body back, catch people.

"Yang Feng, good, you are still alive. " Pressure on his neck lightly rub the head, shoulders of clothes soaked by hot tears, her body trembled badly, fear and insecurity are exposed.

Yang Feng convergence in the eyes smile, Eyes Melt in the dark, can not see the mood.

He returns a hand also blue if soft embrace, comforted her two words, then dare not stay much, will hang in his neck hand to pull down.

Blue if soft low head, from his arms from the other hand without traces of the tears will wipe away the corners of the eyes, but also a sniff.

Yang Feng wry smile a, did not think she will cry for him, the mood is complex.

"Well, go, here can not stay. " Yang Feng pats her back, comfort her at this time mood.

If the blue soft rub nose tip, again raised his head, has returned to normal, nod.

Out of the Dungeon, Yang Feng will blue if soft secretly sent out from the back door, let her go back first.

Blue if soft backhand pull him, small face hanging worry.

"What are you going to do? "