Jin Ping'er also hummed, which was lighter and shorter than hers, but the charm of that hum was much more complex than that of Lu Xueqi.
There was surprise, anger, and an unconcealable numbness that even she found unexpected.
Lu Jiuyuan's expression remained unchanged, and his voice was very low, so low that only the two of them could hear it.
"If you don't move quickly, you might be discovered by them."
Lu Xueqi and Jin Ping'er looked at each other.
In that glance, there was a tacit understanding, a tacit understanding, and a kind of sympathy that "you were bullied by him too."
The two of them reached out at the same time, one to the left and the other to the right, and pinched the soft flesh around his waist, exerting force at the same time.
Lu Jiuyuan's mouth twitched, but he made no sound.
The two of them let go of their hands, quickened their pace, and walked in front of him, one to the left and the other to the right, like two black clouds blown by the wind.
Lu Jiuyuan looked at their backs and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Their bodies are wrapped in night clothes, their waists are slender, and their steps are light. One is as cold as frost, and the other is as charming as a flower.
He rubbed his painful waist and followed.
The entrance to the brothel's basement is behind a secret door at the end of the corridor.
The secret door is made to look like a wall, and the surface is painted with the same paint as the surroundings. You can't spot it unless you look carefully.
Jin Ping'er touched the side of the secret door a few times and pressed his fingers on a slightly raised brick. The secret door slid open silently, revealing a stone staircase extending downward.
At the end of the stone steps is an iron gate, with two Fenxiang Valley disciples standing beside the gate.
Wearing crimson uniforms, with a long sword hanging on their waist, but the sword was not unsheathed at the moment, the two of them were leaning against the wall and yawning, obviously finding this job of guarding the gate extremely boring.
Lu Jiuyuan didn't give them time to react. His figure flashed in the firelight, as fast as a gust of wind.
The two Fenxiang Valley disciples felt their eyes blurred, and the sides of their necks went numb at the same time. Their bodies went limp, and they fell to the ground without even making a sound.
There is a large lock hanging on the door. The lock is as big as an adult man's fist. It is made of iron and has complex runes engraved on its surface.
Fenxiang Valley's forbidden lock requires a specific spiritual power fluctuation to open.
Lu Jiuyuan pressed his hand on the lock, and Taiqing Realm's spiritual power poured into the lock cylinder like a tide.
Those runes flickered violently for a few times under the impact of spiritual power, and then shattered with a click.
Light gushed out from the vault, causing the three of them to squint their eyes.
Gold and silver treasures piled up like mountains.
The gold bar codes are arranged in rows, like bricks building a wall, neatly piled up to half a person's height.
Silver ingots were stacked on the shelf next to them. Each ingot was engraved with the seal of the government and glowed white under the candlelight.
Jewelry is packed in open boxes. Pearls, agates, jade, opal, and various colors are intertwined together, like a box of overturned paint trays.
There are several boxes of elixirs and spiritual stones in the corner. The elixirs are in porcelain bottles, the spiritual stones are in wooden boxes, and bottles and jars are piled on the floor.
Lu Xueqi stood at the door of the vault, looking at the mountains of gold and silver treasures, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "So many..."
Jin Ping'er doesn't have as many emotions as she does.
Her eyes lit up the moment she saw the gold and silver treasures, as bright as two stars.
"Husband, hurry up and put these things in your bag." Jin Ping'er's voice was filled with uncontrollable excitement, like a cat that had stolen a fish.
Lu Jiuyuan nodded and took out the Qiankun bag from his waist.
The Qiankun bag is not big, only about the size of a palm. It is a cyan cloth bag with a red rope tied at the mouth.
He untied the red rope, pointed the mouth of the bag at the gold and silver treasures, and poured spiritual power into them.
The Qiankun Bag seemed to have been injected with life. The mouth of the bag suddenly expanded, and an invisible suction force poured out from the bag, covering the entire treasury.
Gold bars, silver ingots, jewelry, elixirs, spiritual stones, everything seemed to be picked up by an invisible hand and flew into the bag.
The whole process lasted less than half a cup of tea.
Lu Jiuyuan tied the red rope and hung the Qiankun bag back to his waist. The Qiankun bag was bulging and much heavier than before, but its appearance had not changed. It was still the palm-sized blue cloth bag. Jin Ping'er looked at his waist with a satisfied smile on his lips. "Husband, you are now the richest among the three of us."
"It's the three of us." Lu Jiuyuan corrected her.
Jin Ping'er smiled even happier, stood on tiptoes and kissed him on the cheek.
Lu Xueqi watched this scene from the side and said nothing, but the corners of her mouth curved slightly.
The three of them returned along the original route.
The firelight on both sides of the stone steps was still dim, and the shadows of the three people were stretched very long and cast on the mottled wall.
When they reached the secret door, Lu Jiuyuan suddenly stopped and raised his hand to signal the two of them to be silent.
The three of them pressed against the wall and held their breath.
The door of the wing room at the end of the corridor was ajar, and dim candlelight leaked from the crack in the door, spreading out into a thin strip of light on the ground.
The voice of the city lord and the madam came from inside, which was particularly clear in the quiet corridor.
"A message has been sent from Mr. Li." The old madam's voice was high-pitched, with a kind of flattery that was deliberately flattering. "At noon tomorrow, Qingyun Sect's disciples will go to the valley in the north of the city to encircle the monsters. At that time, Mr. Li will personally lead people to ambush in the dark."
"When both the Qingyun Sect disciples and the monsters are harmed, will they take action?" The city lord's voice was old and greasy, with the laziness of being drunk and satisfied.
"My lord is wise." The old bustard smiled, "By then, none of those Qingyun Sect young people will be able to escape."
"Fenxiang Valley is going to break up with the Qingyun Sect?" The city lord's voice contained a hint of hesitation.
"Whether we want to break up or not, that's all a matter for the higher ups. Sir, just keep Black Stone City safe and don't let the information leak out."
The old bustard paused, and there was an ambiguous smile in his voice, "After this is done, among the Qingyun Sect's disciples, except for Lu Xueqi, if there are other women, they will all belong to you, Lord City Lord."
The city lord's laughter came from the room, greasy, proud, and with a disgusting greed. "Lu Xueqi, that little beauty, I have been thinking about that little beauty on the city wall. That face, that figure, tsk tsk tsk..."
After the two people inside talked for a while.
The sound of footsteps sounded, and the Madam's voice gradually faded away, "My lord, enjoy yourself. I will take my leave now."
There was a sound of the door shaft turning, and the madam left.
The silence in the room lasted for a moment, and then the city lord's voice sounded again, lower and more lewd than before!
"Jin Ping'er That little goblin, although she is a Demon Sect witch, but her figure, that ass, tsk tsk tsk..."
There was a sticky longing in the city lord's voice, like a snake crawling in the mire.
"There are also those disciples of Wen Min and Xiaozhu Peak. They are very young and look like young children at first glance. When the time comes, I will take my time one by one..."
The moans of the brothel woman came from the room, mixed with the city lord's lewd laughter, and echoed in the corridor.
"I hate it, sir... please be gentle..."
"Hahaha, little beauty, please be more flirtatious and let me listen!"
The city lord's obscene voice was like maggots crawling on carrion, which was disgusting.