Yuan Suiyun played the piano until the auction was about to start.

During this period, he has been playing the piano in this stone room for a person who knows nothing about the piano.

Lu Tage listened to the qin music, but didn't react at all. His sitting posture changed from sitting upright to cross-legged and then to sitting on the floor, and finally sighed deeply.

Yuan Suiyun was making an apology for him, he knew it in his heart, but Lu Tage thought, why did he accept this apology? took his head.

Joking, making things difficult, and distrusting him can all be laughed off, but betrayal is really uncomfortable.

After the sound of the young man's piano stopped, Lu Tage stood up holding a knife, and stepped back a little, letting Yuan Suiyun lead the way.

Not long after, another person followed, and after staying in the dark for a long time, his hearing became much sharper. Lu Tage has learned to distinguish who is coming by relying on his footsteps and breathing.

It's Ding Feng.

"Mr. Lu and Ding Feng go to prepare first." Yuan Suiyun said, "Don't worry, Mr. Lu, nothing will happen."

Lu Tage flicked the handle of the knife, and answered with the sound of the machete pendant and the gold jewelry on his wrist colliding.

Now Yuan Suiyun is a little uncertain.

He knew that the people from the Western Regions had already guessed or revealed the whole picture of his scheme, and he thought that playing the piano this afternoon to make amends would appease the other party's inner anger, but it seems...he was thinking a little too simple.

"Mr. Lu, no matter what." Yuan Suiyun repeated what he had said in the sea, "I will not let down the truly loyal people."

The Western Regions man in the dark let out a low laugh.

He took off the pendant on the knife, held up Yuan Suiyun's palm with one hand, and put it in the palm of the real Batman with the other.

People from the Western Regions rushed to the front, Ding Feng was stunned, hesitantly said, "My lord?"

Yuan Suiyun was silent for a long time, patted Ding Feng on the shoulder, and said lightly, "It's okay."

Only then did Ding Feng lead Lu Tage through the corridor to the high platform for auction.

Before the guests entered, the two groped their way up.The high platform is very high, and the echo should be in the middle of a large venue, and it was built quite steeply.

In the center of the high platform there was a rather large tiger-skin chair. When Lu Tage walked over, he accidentally kicked something. The thing hummed a few times, and it turned out to be a person!

Ding Feng said, "It's an auction item."

Lu Tage hummed, and sat down on the tiger skin chair without any extra emotion, propping his head with one hand, and stepping on the rather soft and comfortable abdomen of the auction item with one foot.

Those rare blue eyes lack luster in the dark, but even a glimmer of fire can illuminate them.

The people from the Western Regions raised their heads with a look of contempt and arrogance, with a contemptuous arc raised from the corner of their mouths.

He changed into a rare robe, and the new clothes exposed his thin waist with flame patterns. He held two machetes in his hand, and the other was stuck on the ground like cutting tofu.

The blade stuck on the ground intentionally or unintentionally sticks to the neck of the auction item on the ground. As long as the opponent moves, there will be a bloody mouth. The blood oozed from the pierced place, and slowly slid down along the sharp blade, soaking the body of the Western Regions man. White yarn to the ground.

There was a murderous aura on the people of the Western Regions, and they slowly and slowly swung away, covering the entire cave.

Ding Feng's whole body was stiff.

He had never felt such a murderous aura before. After getting along with him for the past few days, the boy had already forgotten the ferocious bite of this man when he first met, but at this moment, the feeling of being locked in by death flooded his back again.

It was countless blood and white bones, it was slowly polished by the mournful cries held in the throats of countless people before they died, even if they didn't deliberately target the chill that still seemed to bite his heart.

The guests arrived one after another.

Under such a murderous look, no one dared to say a word, not even the courage to drink the wine prepared for them on the table. Everyone sat quietly and orderly.

Except for one person.

Lu Tage silently looked in the direction that was obviously Yuan Suiyun. The young master of Wuzheng Villa was obviously enjoying drinking, and the taste of high-quality wine could even reach him.

Ding Feng raised his voice, "The auction has begun."

"The first auction item, man."

The people under Lu Tage's feet shrank suddenly.

The bat boy on the tiger skin chair snorted coldly, and crushed his feet hard. The other party froze in the blink of an eye and did not dare to move. Only the heavy breathing due to pain spread.

"This person is the murderer of General Xiong's tribute stolen a few months ago. If he is handed over to the imperial court, he will definitely have a lot of fame and bonuses. Of course, he can also use this person to do things that ordinary people dare not do or even think about. It depends on everyone taking advantage of it," Ding Feng said, "the base price is 10 taels."

"11."

"13."

"15."

......

Bidding sounds one after another sounded in the cave, all men's voices, and they didn't sound young.

In the end, someone bought Lu Tage's footstool for 17 taels. One servant came to carry him, and two other servants moved up to replace the footstool for Mr. Bat.

"This second treasure..."

"The second treasure is the identity of Mr. Bat." Chu Liuxiang's voice suddenly echoed in the cave. "Chu Liuxiang is here, and I met Mr. Lu."

The smell of wine.

The smell of fine wine had spread all over the cave at some point, and the fire suddenly exploded, and the flames that spread with the wine illuminated the darkness.

In the light of the fire, the man from the Western Regions sitting on the tiger-skin chair calmly stared in Chu Liuxiang's direction.

Those blue eyes were as deep as the ocean in the light of the fire, flickering with the stars in the sky.

The flowing white hair was scattered on the white clothes, making him look like a god in the light.

If you ignore the scimitar in the hands of the people from the Western Regions.

Lu Tage slowly got up from the tiger-skin chair, and slowly held the scimitar stuck on the ground with his white hands. His slowness gave people a lazy and oppressive feeling, like a jackal, tiger and leopard.

He didn't even look at the person under his feet. He stepped on the other person's belly and walked to the edge of the stone platform. He threw a can of burning wine from somewhere. Lu Tage raised his hand and smashed it. The film left scars on his body.

Blood flowed from the scar, snaking across the weird flame patterns on the flanks of the people from the Western Regions.

Snow-white clothes, bright red blood, patterns like fire.

The man from the Western Regions stepped out of the flames, raised his scimitar, pointed the tip at Chu Liuxiang, and then slowly moved away, slowly, slowly, as he turned around, sweeping across everyone present.

Then he returned to Chu Liuxiang again.

Lu Tage didn't say a word, but everyone understood what he meant.

—No one can get out alive.

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