Wanqifeng is considered to be Wanqi Wu's old son. If he is alive, he will be forty-three years old this year.

Wanqi Wu was so old that he couldn't tell what he looked like when he was young, but according to Leng Song, his master was a handsome man with elegant temperament.

Even if a handsome man in his forties is really sold... Ye Ling thinks that the possibility of killing people and eating meat is at least greater than that of "selling".

Of course, Ye Ling thought that the above two possibilities were very slim.

"Don't believe Chu Mingze's words easily." Song Qingyu frowned.

Ye Ling shook his head slightly: "But this time, he may really provide us with a useful clue."

"At the same time, we also cut off the most direct clues we had. Wan Qisheng, he died before we found them, which would be of no benefit to us." Song Qingyu said.

Ye Ling sighed slightly: "This is inevitable. It is impossible for Chu Mingze to turn from evil to justice. What he did on the surface would definitely cause us trouble in the end."

Wanqi Wu read the letter again, suddenly held it in his hand, and rushed out.

Ye Ling and Song Qingyu hurriedly chased him out, and the mute slave grabbed Wanqi Wu before he left the other courtyard.

"Master, Wanhua Tower is the largest brothel in Luoshui City. It seems that the darkness is definitely not simple. If you pass by rashly, it will be easy to alarm the snake." Ye Ling said to Wanqi Wu.

"What do you think you should do?" Wanqi Wu frowned so hard that he could kill the flies. His mind was now in a mess.

"Why not do this? Let's go and inquire first and then decide what to do." Ye Ling looked serious.

There is also a possibility that the matter about Wanqi Feng was fabricated by Chu Mingze. Wanhualou was just a joke he played with Ye Ling, which disturbed his vision. But now he is looking for someone and without any clues, he would rather believe it.

When he returned to the inn, he saw that Wanqi Wang was in a bad mood. The mute slave went out specifically and brought some wine and food back to have a few drinks with him.

While drinking, Wanqi Feng told the mute slave about Wanqi Feng's incidents since he was a child. He said that many female disciples of Xiaoyao Sect wanted to be his daughter-in-law, but Wanqi Feng didn't like them all, and even rejected them. He also asked Wanqi Feng if he liked men.

As he was talking, Wanqiu smiled, and tears fell down his eyes.

Song Qingyu went to inquire about Wanhua Tower, and Ye Ling searched everywhere in the city, but did not find any traces of Chu Mingze who had been here or who was still here, which was expected.

When the two returned to the inn, Wanqi Wu was drunk and unconscious, muttering and humming a song intermittently, which was a flute song that Wanqi Feng had played for him.

The mute Nu gestured to Ye Ling: He was very sad.

Ye Ling sighed: "Thank you for your hard work, look at him, Qingyu and I will go to Wanhualou tonight."

The mute slave nodded: Be careful.

As night falls, the lights of thousands of homes are on the verge of lights.

The various parts of Luoshui City gradually became quiet. Wanhua Building located on the banks of Luoshui River is brightly lit and the sound of silk and bamboos is intoxicating.

Although Song Qingyu and Ye Ling, who was dressed as a man, both used disguise to conceal their original beauty, the noble son's temperament made people look sideways. As soon as the two appeared in Wanhualou, several girls came up to us in a swaying manner.

A girl with heavy makeup was about to touch Song Qingyu enthusiastically. He had nowhere to retreat, and looked at Ye Ling with a helpless look. Ye Ling curled the corners of her lips slightly, and she reached out to bring the girl over, smiling charmingly: "What's your name?"

The girl was fascinated by Ye Ling's smile and said shyly that her name was Peony. The girls in Wanhualou all took the name of flowers.

After a while, Song Qingyu watched Ye Ling hug him and go upstairs. He followed him silently, thinking about how Ah Heng felt when he saw this scene. Fortunately, he had tried his best to make himself look dark and dressed up.

After entering a private room on the second floor, Ye Ling proudly threw out a handful of golden leaves and asked the girls to perform the show. The cuckoo plays the piano and the lotus dances, which is pleasing to the eye.

The windows were open, and from where they were, you could see most of Wanhualou. The business was excellent, with endless customers, strong powder and giggling.

During the day, Song Qingyu went to inquire about the boss of Wanhualou. He was the son of a wealthy businessman in Luoshuicheng, with the surname Gao. However, Song Qingyu suspected that there was a mysterious person behind Gao, if the fact that Chu Mingze had about Wanqi Feng was true.

After listening to two songs, Song Qingyu gestured to Ye Ling to look down with his eyes.

A fat man with a short and fat man walked in surrounded by others. The madam greeted him and hugged him and went straight to the third floor.

This is Gao Shou, the boss of Wanhualou, who is not worthy of his name, neither tall nor thin.

"Senior brother, I'll go out for some breath and come back later." Ye Ling looked at Gao Shou entering a room on the third floor, stood up with a smile, and asked the girls to serve Song Qingyu well.

Song Qingyu sprinkled another handful of golden leaves and said that he would continue playing the piano and dancing. As long as he didn't get close to him, the smell of powder made him feel a little nauseous, but he couldn't leave until Ye Ling came back.

Ye Ling left Wanhua Tower, walked around the back from an alley, quietly flew up and landed somewhere on the roof. He lowered his head and heard a man's voice coming from below: "Miss Yan, I haven't found the last item I want yet. Can I give it a little more time?" It should be Gao Shou.

A moment later, another voice came into Ye Ling's ears: "Young Master Gao, I will give you three more days at most. I can't deliver the goods. If you end up, you can think about it yourself."

Ye Ling's eyes shrank slightly. Why did he listen to the "Miss Yan" sound a little thick and strange when he heard this sound, it seemed like a man was pinching his throat...

"Yes...yes! I will do my best!" Gao Shou's voice was obviously a little panicked.

"Don't you get out?" The voice of "Miss Yan".

The door opened, and Song Qingyu saw Gao Shou coming out in sweat and his face was not good, so he hurriedly walked away.

But Ye Ling was about to leave and was about to stop moving this "Miss Yan" and when she caught Gao Shou and asked, she heard a lazy voice coming from below: "Friends above, can you drink a drink together?"

Ye Ling's expression changed slightly. She was very careful, but she was discovered, which shows that the strength of "Miss Yan" is not inferior to her!

Between walking and staying, Ye Ling chose the latter.

The back window was windless and opened, waiting for Ye Ling. She flew into it and smelled a faint cold fragrance of plum blossoms.

There were veils hanging from the roof hanging from the roof hanging everywhere in the room, dancing with a strange beauty. Ye Ling saw a graceful silhouette behind the veil and lay on the bed.

"Miss Yan." Ye Ling spoke, and said politely, and stood by the back window without walking forward.

"Are you Miss Ye?" "Miss Yan" spoke, Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly. This person knew her and knew that she would come. It was probably because of the information he received from Chu Mingze.

"I'm married, so Miss Yan just calls my name." Ye Ling said.

"Haha, I'm going to call you Miss Ye, don't you like it? I think the word "Miss" is the most beautiful and pleasant in the world." "Miss Yan" smiled, with uncoverable masculine characteristics in his voice.

Ye Ling initially judged that this was a man who wanted to be a woman.

"I agree with Miss Yan's opinion." Ye Ling nodded slightly.

"Mr. Nian is my friend. He said Miss Ye would come, but he actually came." "Miss Yan" said with a smile.

Ye Ling looked as usual: "I wonder how Brother Nian and Miss Yan introduced me? Did you say a lot of bad things about me?"

"Haha, where is it? When Young Master Nian talks about Miss Ye, he praises Miss Ye as the smartest woman he has ever seen in his life." "Miss Yan" said with a smile.

"Brother Nian is over-reward. I guess Miss Yan knows what I want?" Ye Ling asked tentatively.

"Of course, I've been waiting for a long time."

After saying "Miss Yan", the window behind Ye Ling closed heavily, and all the veil belts in front of her floated towards her.

Murderous intent is everywhere!

Ye Ling bent down, pulled out a knife and a dagger from her boots, cut off the gauze that was about to wrap around her, and attacked "Miss Yan"!

The girl downstairs was playing a battle song. On the platform, a masked woman with a slender waist was dancing gracefully, and her skirt was flying, winning the whole hall of color.

Song Qingyu's eyes remained close to a door upstairs. Everything seemed to be normal, but he didn't know that the two inside the door had already fought. He didn't see Ye Ling's signal, so he chose to hold his troops still.

"Miss Yan" is very strong. He controls the veil in the room as a weapon and fights with Ye Ling. Ye Ling is almost entangled by the veil several times, and is careful step by step to approach the bed.

"It turns out that he is a very powerful girl." "Miss Yan" chuckled and flew to the ground. He had a full moon scimitar in his hand. The two green gems inlaid on it flashed with a cold luster under the candlelight.

Ye Ling was convinced again that this was a man, because he was about the same size as Nangong Heng, very thin, with a long dark red gauze dress that showed obvious collarbone, flat chest, long hands and feet, ink hair, and a silver mask on his face. The mask was also very delicate, and the red gems on his right cheek were as crystal clear as tears.

Seeing Ye Ling attacking, "Miss Yan" flew up with a knife. Ye Ling put away his dagger, and attacked each other with his swords and palms at the same time. Ye Ling took two steps back, but "Miss Yan" only took half a step back!

Ye Ling felt a little deeper in her heart. This person was confused and could not know his age, but his strength was stronger than she expected.

Deeply suspected that this was a trap set by Chu Mingze. A dark light flashed in Ye Ling's eyes, and she wanted to pull away. As soon as she turned around, she fell softly to the ground.

The incense burner in the corner was lightly curling smoke, and the tall "Miss Yan" walked to Ye Ling, leaned over and looked at it carefully, muttering to himself: "It smells so good..."

Song Qingyu was not surprised to see any movement on the building, and felt a little uneasy, so he stood up and left.

After leaving Wanhua Tower, Song Qingyu walked around and flew to the roof. Hearing no sound below, he found that the rear window was open. After hesitating for a moment, he entered quietly. He saw that the ground in the room was covered with broken veils, and there was no one in his sight.

Something happened! Song Qingyu's face darkened, he turned around and left, and went to the Gao family's mansion, but found that Gao Shou had never come back after going out tonight. He arrested the rest of the Gao family, but he was puzzled and asked questions.

When Song Qingyu returned to the inn, the mute slave learned that Ye Ling was missing and was anxious, but Wanqi Wu was still drunk and sleeping soundly.

Song Qingyu gave Wanqi Wang the wine medicine and forced him to wake up. Wanqi Wang rubbed his painful forehead and looked at Song Qingyu and asked, "What have you found in the Wanhua Tower? Where is Xiaoye?"

Song Qingyu's face looked ugly: "Xiao Ye is missing. If she left by herself, she would not leave me any message. It might have been captured. We must have fallen into Chu Mingze's trap!"

Wanqi Wu was shocked and stared at Song Qingyu with wide eyes: "Train? What does it mean? Xiao Ye has few opponents now. She has always been cautious and is a master of medicine and drug. How could she be captured?"

Song Qingyu shook his head: "I don't know what's going on. Let's look for the boss of Wanhua Building, the fat man Gao Shou."

Song Qingyu described Gao Shou's characteristics. The three of them acted separately and searched everywhere in Luoshui City until dawn, without any gains.

So, Song Qingyu returned to Wanhua Tower again.

The room was still the same as last night, as if no one had ever been in again. Song Qingyu did not let go anywhere. After searching, it was confirmed that Ye Ling did not leave any information.

At this time, the Wanhua Building was very quiet, and most of the girls were asleep. Song Qingyu found the madam she had met last night.

The madam was about 30 years old and took off her heavy makeup. She was a mature woman with a sword against her neck. She was calm and smiled: "This young man, is it a robbery or a robbery?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Where is your boss?" Song Qingyu asked coldly.

"I am the boss. Is the young master going to talk about business?" The madam smiled charmingly, "I have good wine here, why not sit down and drink a drink? Fight and kill and hurt the harmony."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Song Qingyu's sword left a blood mark on the madam's neck, and his voice was cold, "Where is Gao Shou?"

"Master? Isn't you the young master himself?" The madam smiled and said, "If the young master came to Wanhualou to find another master, there would be no one. I opened the door to do business, and there is only Jiaohua'er here. People who don't know how to be polite and care about the beauty will have gone to the wrong door."

"Is that so? Then don't think about opening the door of your Wanhua Tower again!" Song Qingyu finished speaking and hit the madam's chest with a palm. Her face turned pale, she fell to the ground, and was torn by Song Qingyu and tied up.
To be continued...