Chapter 31: Collapse

Ling Xiaoyu knocked on the door a few times, and the changes in the past few days also made him change his usual difficult expression and become awe-inspiring, and even his waist pole when standing uprightened a lot.

"Come in." Chen Rufeng answered lightly. Ling Xiaoyu pushed the door and entered. The room was dark, and the window did not seem to penetrate the light. Chen Rufeng sat with a gloomy face and looked at the tea set on the table alone.

Ling Xiaoyu also vaguely guessed his thoughts. Just now, he made a statement to drive away the river countercurrent, but in fact he was hard-hearted. Although he really hoped that the river countercurrent could stay, he could never violate the word "filial piety", so he was afraid that he would not help holding him back if he stayed in the hall again, so he simply brushed his sleeves and left to show his decisiveness. Decision.

"Sit down." Chen Rufeng greeted, and Ling Xiaoyu sat opposite him. The two looked at each other and came down silently.

After a long time, Ling Xiaoyu tried to say, "Master, I won't leave Tianfeng Gang anyway."

He intended to comfort Chen Rufeng, but when he saw that his face was heavy and he felt invisible pressure, he couldn't speak for a moment. It was not until Chen Rufeng turned his eyes and looked at the window and thought that he dared to make a sound.

Chen Rufeng slowly turned his head and looked at him deeply, which made him very uncomfortable.

seemed to laugh at himself, "I didn't expect that the last one left by Tianfeng Sanjie was the first person to receive it."

"I, Ling Xiaoyu, will never forget the kindness of the meeting!" Ling Xiaoyu nod and said loyally.

"Don't you have any thoughts when you see them leaving one by one?" Chen Rufeng asked.

"No!" Ling Xiaoyu replied without thinking. With a straight appearance, Chen Rufeng was used to his usual appearance of being careless and hippie. Seeing that his face was tense now, he couldn't help laughing secretly in his heart like those soldiers who received soldiers on the battlefield.

Chen Rufeng said again, "Follow me, but you don't live a comfortable life. You have to be prepared to lose your life at any time. You have to think about it clearly."

Ling Xiaoyu said, "I think very clearly! My life has been muddle-headed. It was not until I met the master that I felt that my life had a destination. I don't have to fool around in the future. I was born a member of the Tianfeng Gang and died as a ghost of the Tianfeng Gang. I will never leave the Tianfeng Gang in my life!"

When Chen Rufeng saw that Ling Xiaoyu said so righteously and indignantly, he was funny and relieved. He patted him on the shoulder a few times and said, "Okay, I know you are the most loyal to the whole gang!"

"In this case," Ling Xiaoyu suddenly put on a flattering look, "Can you increase my salary?"

"Add, definitely add! Now there are only three heroes of Tianfeng, you, a 'gend gambler' left, and their salary will naturally be added to you!" Chen Rufeng smiled meaningfully. As soon as Ling Xiaoyu heard it, she almost cheered and jumped.

"But..." Chen Rufeng added, "Since you have even received their salaries, you naturally have to take care of their affairs. You immediately practice for me and add their weight together, so... Let me think about it... Well, you have to practice until night."

Seeing Chen Rufeng's exhausted smile on his face, Ling Xiaoyu stood up with a smile, "I still don't want those salaries. Hey, so many things have happened recently that have made me feel very depressed. Let me go to the town to relax. I will definitely practice hard when I come back!" Without Chen Rufeng's approval, Ling Xiaoyu has rushed out with her feet and dared not stay in the room again.

Chen Rufeng laughed for a long time before slowly fading down, the room returned to depression, and the black sadness haunted Chen Rufeng again.

However, Ling Xiaoyu said that he walked to Huadong Town, the nearest town to Tianfeng Gang. Although Huadong Town is only a small town, its prosperity is comparable to that of ordinary cities. Houses are one after another, and the market street is crowded with people, but the size of the street is slightly narrower than those big cities. Inns, restaurants and shops are all available. Most of the capital was also purchased from Huadong Town.

However, the busiest are the gambling houses and brothels in the town.

Ling Xiaoyu marched with the crowd, looking at the goods at the surrounding street stalls. In the shade of the big tree, I heard the storyteller, which swept away the haze in my heart in recent days.

Unconsciously, half a day passed, and the audience around the storyteller gradually dispersed, and Ling Xiaoyu had to leave happily.

Near sunset, pedestrians on the street have become scarce, and it is no longer a bustling scene.

Ling Xiaoyu walked, and her eyes swept around doing nothing.

However, his eyes were as if he had long feet, and automatically consciously ran to the red door with the word "gambling". Looking up, the four-character plaque of "Ruyi Gambling Square" was placed on the lintel with great force. Ling Xiaoyu was fiercely deterred there, and his two hands were itching involuntarily ** a few fingers.

"I can't... I can't bet. I want to take care of my mind and contribute to Tianfeng." Ling Xiaoyu said thousands of times in her heart. She closed her eyes and tried to avoid looking at the word "gambling". She was about to leave, but her feet were as heavy as a thousand pounds, and she tried her best to barely move a few inches.

"This brother, looking at your radiant appearance, you must be illuminated by the God of Wealth and have great fortune!" Unprecemorially, Ling Xiaoyu was put on his shoulder, but he saw a kind-looking man looking at him with a smiling face.

Another man with a similar face also put on a hand and said enthusiastically, "Go in and try your luck! You are full of noble today, and it must be a great prosperity. It's not a big deal!"

Being praised by the two, Ling Xiaoyu could no longer stand. Her whole body was fluttering, and the gambling addiction she aroused was even more uncontrollable. As soon as her head was hot, she was "pressed" into it.

The sound of betting keeps boiling from the gambling house, and there are all kinds of curses one after another.

The cold wind suddenly rose, and the plaque of the "Ruyi Gambling House" seemed to tremble.

At night, Chen Rufeng stood at the head of the castle, and the bright moon was in the sky, and a sense of uneasiness spread in his heart.

For a moment, he seemed to be unable to hold back and hurriedly turned around and shrank into the castle.

"Is Xiaoyu coming back?" Chen Rufeng asked the gatekeeper, but the man just shook his head. Chen Rufeng's eyebrows were darker, looking at the forest shadow in the distance. After waiting here for a while, there was no one there, so he returned to the fort.

This night, Chen Rufeng opened his eyes and turned anxiously. Finally, he walked out of the door and quietly walked to Ling Xiaoyu's door to listen, but there was no one, and it was difficult to sleep after returning to **.

The long night is hard, and it has always come to an end.

"Lord!" As soon as Chen Rufeng went out, someone hurried to report and handed over a letter. Chen Rufeng fixed his eyes at the man, who was the group guarding the door last night.

Jiang Shengtian stared into his eyes and said in a low voice, "I tell you, I didn't plan to burn the ship and kill me. And don't forget that you are also an accomplice.

A little bit of ridicery on the fishing side restrained in an instant, and his face was slightly ugly.

Jiang Shengtian was too lazy to pay attention to him. He snorted and continued to walk towards the study of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yu Zhengfang was stunned. After walking a few steps away, Jiang Shengtian suddenly turned around, sneered, and looked at him with a pentrating look, "Actually, you have always been uneasy, right?"

His eyes were wide, and he remembered that he had been having nightmares for the past few nights. There were always countless ghosts in his dreams to ask him for their lives. When he woke up, he was sweating profusely and his heart beat wildly.

He laughed at Jiang Shengtian, but actually regretted what he had done.

Just as countless thoughts flew through his mind, Jiang Shengtian had already left the courtyard, leaving the flowers and butterfly dance around him, but in his eyes, the artistic conception had been lost, leaving only gray.