Li Luo has been guarding the gate of the courtyard for the past three days, standing like a statue. In the flamboyant red sea, he sticks to his dark background, as if he has no blood and no heart. He is nowhere to be seen.

, where there must be death. At this moment, the gray face is wrapped under the black brocade robe, and the green eyes are slightly glowing with a sinister light, scanning each guest with deep suspicion.

"Mo Yang is here!" Xie Junhe said directly.

Li Luo was indifferent.

"Hey, I said, Mo Yang is here!" Xie Junhe knew he didn't believe it, so he repeated angrily.

A sharp sarcastic smile appeared on Li Luo's lips: "Come on, what tricks is your master going to play again? It won't work with me!"

Xie Junhe said anxiously: "I have seen him!"

Li Luo just raised his eyes indifferently and looked into the distance, arrogantly saying: "I'm staying here, not moving an inch. Every guest here has passed by me. Why is there such a thing as Mo Yang? Don't try to deceive people!"

Xie Junhe was silent. He should have thought that no one on the north bank would believe what he said. When he turned around, he heard a burst of rude laughter behind him. It was Li Luo and his men, mocking him.

Also mocking Chu Tao.

Looking in the direction of Chu Tao again, he found that Chu Tao was also looking at him. Their eyes met, as if they had something to say. From that solemn thought, Xie Junhe concluded that he must be right.

But where is Mo Yang?

Li Luo's laughter faded away in the swaying candlelight, and resentment and danger were submerged in the carnival of music, singing, and dancing. It was getting dark, and the lights were turned on, and the platform looking out at the river seemed to be covered with a brocade robe of fire. The air was brewing with the feeling of healing.

The smell of alcohol became stronger and stronger, seeming to burn out at a moment's notice.

They were all drunk, some were singing loudly while others were drunk, and some were dancing wildly. All these decent-looking people in the world were indulgent in their drunkenness, venting the uneasiness in their hearts that had been suppressed for a long time. They were happy and carefree, no matter whether they would live or die in the future!

Qi Heng was also drunk, his bulky body slumped against the railing behind him, his head hanging down and murmuring, saying that Chu Tao would be killed if Fengyi didn't come back. Chu Tao was sober - tea can't make you drunk.

Human, just listening to Qi Heng's nagging all day long, he couldn't help but feel angry and funny. He wanted to summon a guard to help Young Master Qi back, but when he looked around, there were not many people who were awake.

So he just sat like this, drinking the bitter tea that had already cooled down.

Xie Junhe was still running around like a headless fly, anxious in the smell of wine.

Suddenly he saw Zhao Haijun appear at the front door and exchanged greetings with Li Luo. The door opened a small crack unknowingly, and when he turned around, Zhao Haijun had disappeared behind the door.

"Fucking bastard!" Xie Junhe secretly cursed, feeling something was wrong more and more, and immediately stepped forward. Unexpectedly, Li Luo waved his hand, and the guards blocked him with their swords: "No entry or exit unless it is important."

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"What?" The bottom of my heart was like a volcano erupting, and as soon as I turned my face, I shouted, "Li Luo, are you trying to cause trouble?!"

Suddenly, he bumped into a man in Tsing Yi, who turned out to be Shen Yanfei! Yanfei was looking at him gently, as if he was coming towards him. This made Xie Junhe particularly puzzled. Wherever there is trouble, this man is definitely involved.

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"Brother Xie, why are you doing this?" Shen Yanfei smiled and shook his head, approaching him.

More angry.

But Shen Yanfei suddenly leaned over and whispered: "Take the people away quickly. Ask Young Master Qin to say goodbye."

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Chapter completed!