Luo Xinglou is not difficult to find, even if Duanmu Yawang didn't go there by a carriage and asked someone to find it, it only took more than a quarter of an hour to find it.

According to Dr. Fang, the fifth disciple of the Wind Blade Alliance lives in the first room on the left side of the third floor.

The inn where Luo Xinglou and Duanmu Yawang lived is fairly elegant, but the management is not strict, and it is still far from the Changfeng Pavilion where she lived before.

At least, she is not a resident here, Xiao Er and the shopkeeper saw her and did not stop her from going upstairs.

"Master, what are you going to ask?"

Little Bailu curiously asked, "What if he refuses to say?"

"Don't say it?"

Duanmu Yawang sneered, stretched out his hand and flicked his forehead, "Do you really overestimate him, he is the kind of person who faces danger and would rather die than surrender?"

Xiao Bailu blinked his big eyes as he listened, and soon understood what Duanmu Yawang meant: In other words, if the other party is not cooperating in a gentle manner, will she use violence?

"Okay, okay!"

Little Bailu was very excited, and smiled obediently and asked: "Master, this is a good idea, some people, I really want to teach you a lesson, no matter if you cooperate or not. Are you right, Master?"

"Yo? I think so, let me fix him?"

"The members of the Wind Blade League caught the eyes of the young man from the moment they appeared."

"I think it depends on the situation."

"Hey, what is there to consider? These things are very simple for you in the coming year. That madman is not your opponent at all!"

This is still rare for Xiao Bailu, who used two'you's on her in succession.

Duanmu Yawang couldn't laugh at it, and finally saw how strong his will was. However, "Little Baibai, there will be lessons, but the severity depends on the performance of the other party."

The performance of the other party?

What performance?

Little Bailu couldn't touch his head, just about to speak, Duanmu Yawang had already knocked on the door deeply.

For a time, no one responded.

But some strange sounds came from inside.

...Vaguely, it seems that there are women's screams and calls for help in horror?

Duanmu Ya looked at the dark light in her eyes, and then reached out and tapped.

"roll!"

Inside came the roar of the five disciples of the Wind Blade League.

Duan Muya narrowed her eyes, knocked on the door again, and said, "I'm the second child."

"Little two?"

A voice suddenly rang behind him, "We didn't ask Xiao Er to come over, so why are you knocking on the door of our fifth young master's room?"

Duan Muya took a look, turned around, and found that the other party was a tall, sturdy man with green eyes and a chin full of beards. She tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled: "I didn't say that this room needs to be ordered. Can someone come here?"

The strong man walked over, looked at her, and found that she was just a thin, blue-eyed person, and waved away impatiently: "Did you remember the room wrong? Walk around, I don’t know that our five young masters are working. NS?"

"work?"

Little Bailu blinked, "What are you doing in the room?"

Duanmuya's eyes flashed, before the burly man hadn't reacted, she stretched out her hand and tapped on his shoulder.

The brawny can't move in an instant!

The brawny man wanted to open his mouth, but Qu still couldn't make a sound. He could only stare at Duanmu Yawang with a pair of eyes, with a vicious warning in his eyes.

Duan Muya glanced at him faintly, then ignored it, reached out and continued knocking on the door, and another roar came from the room: "Get out! Are you looking for death!"

Duanmu Ya looked and listened, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said to Xiao Bailu: "From now on, close your eyes."

"Why?"

"Not suitable for children."

"what?"

"Close your eyes!"

"Oh." Little Bailu was still curious, Duanmu Yawang's voice became dangerous in vain, and looked at the brawny man and said, "Do you think I treat you like him?"

"No, I dare not."

The little white deer swallowed the foam and closed his eyes obediently.

Duanmu Yawang approached the door for half a step, her fingertips flashed a touch of aura, she saw the aura lightly acting on the door lock, while carefully observing the door lock, she added a faint sentence: "Hearing is also well shielded."

"good."

Little Bailu is very obedient right now.

As soon as he finished speaking, the door lock snapped open, and Duan Muya looked at the door and entered.

After she entered, she closed the door with a ‘boom’.

"Who? Get out!"

It is estimated that the people inside heard the sound and called out.

However, no one answered him.

After Duanmu Yawang entered this room, he found that this room was really not small, and it was indeed much better than the shopkeeper's inn. Some people who were accustomed to staying in a good inn would really not be willing to stay in the inn of the shopkeeper's house.

This room is divided into a small hall and an inner room. The space is very open. However, obviously some people don’t know how to cherish such a good environment. The whole room smells terribly unpleasant.

Duanmuya frowned, stretched out her hand to cover her nose, and when she turned around, she saw the door of the inner room. Before she could even move forward, she heard a cry from inside: "Let go of me, come here. Ah, help..."

"Snapped!"

There was a fierce applause, followed by a man's scornful laugh: "What are you, my fifth young master can see you as your blessing. If you don't know what is good or bad, you will be thrown out of the window! Not a moment! Zhong, you only have to be thrown into the river to feed the fish!"

A cold light flashed in Duanmu Yawang's eyes, and her body flashed quickly, and then she had already entered the inner room.

In the inner room, the tall and tall Feng Blade League fifth disciple, his clothes half-retreated, pressed on a little girl whose clothes had almost faded away. The little girl was about thirteen or fourteen, with clear slap prints on both cheeks. It was red and swollen and looked very pitiful.

The direction of her gaze happened to be facing Duanmu Yawang. As soon as Duanmu Yawang appeared, she saw it and hurriedly shouted: "Little son, help me!"

"Who!"

When the five disciples of the Wind Blade League heard the little girl's words, they immediately turned their heads, but they saw a rather familiar face, and suddenly raised their eyebrows and eyes: "Is it you?"

"it's me."

Duan Muya hooked his toes sharply, hooked one side of the stool, sat on his butt, and Erlang's legs curled up, looking at him with his arms around his chest. The whole set of movements looked neat and unrestrained.

"You caused me to lie down for so many days, and I was so tired that I missed the place I wanted to go, so I dare to come here?" The man's face was grim, his eyes were full of haze: "It seems that I let you escape that day. Jie, you don't know how to cherish your life, today you are going to give your life to me and give it to God!"

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer him, but looked at the shivering little **** the bed and said lightly: "Get dressed, let's go."

The little girl sobbed, thinking she had heard it wrong, she opened her eyes with tears, and looked at her with surprise and joy. Seeing her with blue eyes, she was a little hesitant.

Can a blue-eyed person really save her?

"What are you doing, why don't you hurry up?" Duanmu Yawang frowned and urged.