Master, please take it easy

Chapter 49 Cruel
"My lord, it's so cold here." Suddenly, a vague voice came, and Chu Liangyin turned his head to look over. Outside, Ning Zhaoran took two steps to the side, and then chuckled, "Oh, isn't this Henghe! "

Chu Liangyin frowned, congratulations?That Yue Lifeng naturally followed, seeing the coffins all over the room, he couldn't help but feel very annoyed.

"Miss Ning." Heng He seemed surprised as well, he didn't expect to meet Ning Zhaoran.

"Well, why are you here? Mr. Yue, you are also here for your sixth uncle?" Ning Zhaoran walked over and greeted Yue Lifeng, but Chu Liangyin ignored him and looked at the corpses in the other coffins. It rattled.

"Miss Ning, Young Master Zhuge." Yue Lifeng's voice came from outside, as deep as water and like a spring breeze.

"Young Master Yue." This was Zhuge Wufan's voice, he was rarely courteous with others, but today his voice was indeed much more polite.

"I don't know what you two have found? The sixth master uncle is missing, the opponent is unknown, and even the clues are pitiful." Yue Lifeng may really be willing this time, because it has something to do with Yun Liezhao.

"Mr. Yue's Seventh Master Uncle is inspecting the corpse. Mr. Yue can go and have a look if you are interested." Ning Zhaoran pointed to the hall full of coffins, with a cool tone.

Chu Liangyin couldn't help snorting while listening inside, and continued to lift the lid of the coffin with a bang, as if making a loud noise on purpose.

"Oh, son, there are a lot of coffins." Heng He ran up to look at it first, and just met Chu Liangyin's eyes, his voice dropped instantly, "Seventh Master Uncle."

"Hmm." Chu Liangyin replied, then raised his hand again to lift a coffin lid, then frowned, Heng He over there was so curious that he was dying, so he ran over to Chu Liangyin's side in one step, and went into the coffin Seeing it, the next moment there was a cry, "Wow! It's too scary." She shrank back to behind Chu Liangyin, but she still wanted to take a look, which made Chu Liangyin impatient.

"Shut up, if you scream again, I'll throw you into the coffin to accompany him." Chu Liangyin threatened, Heng He immediately shut up, then raised his eyes to look at Yue Lifeng who walked in and said quickly, "My lord, stop looking, The corpse is in a mess, so don’t look at it.”

Yue Lifeng was elegant and elegant, this cold and dilapidated place did not hinder his refreshing aura in the slightest, just like the moon in the sky, always elegant and noble, people couldn't help but look up and dare not easily profane.

Chu Liangyin glanced at him with an expressionless face, then leaned over to observe the corpse in the coffin carefully. The arms of the corpse were placed beside the coffin, completely detached from the body, and the wound on the neck was turned outwards. Pale, hideous and disgusting looking.

Heng He stood aside and watched Chu Liangyin's lowered body posture, his face turned pale, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth, for fear that he would spit it out. He really didn't expect this corpse to be so miserable, it was simply too horrible to look at.

Yue Lifeng walked over, and stopped when he reached the coffin, maybe he also saw the corpse in the coffin, although his face was normal, but there was a gleam of disgust in his eyes, unlike Zhuge Wufan who couldn't bear it And pity, it's not like Heng He's simple nausea and numbness, his eyes are a kind of cold disgust, cold and warm.

Chu Liangyin finally finished observing, and raised his hand to cover the coffin lid. Heng He noticed with sharp eyes that Chu Liangyin's right fingertips were still stained with some brown sticky blood, and couldn't help but back away, even more so with a look of unbearable.

Chu Liangyin closed the coffin lid and looked back just in time to see Heng He who had retreated far away. She sneered, then raised her blood-stained hand and quickly stretched it towards Heng He. Heng He groaned, as if being burned Jumping up like a buttocks, one step rushed behind Yue Lifeng, poked his head out to stare at Chu Liangyin, nervously disgusted and disgusted, "Qi Shishu, what are you doing?"

Chu Liangyin laughed, scaring Heng He, she was obviously very happy, passed by Yue Lifeng, paused intentionally, turned her head to glance at him, then slowly raised the bloody hand, "Yue Lifeng The young master also inspected the corpse? It is said that the young master Yue has a wide range of knowledge, so he might be able to see something."

Yue Lifeng held his breath, slowly took out the hand behind his back, his slender index finger and middle finger clamped Chu Liangyin's wrist like in slow motion, moved to the side, and moved her hand away from her front , "Uncle Shi is very courageous, let Uncle Shi do it."

Chu Liangyin smiled with disdain, and pulled her wrist away from between his fingers, "If Mr. Yue finds it unbearable, go out, don't stand here to block your eyes." After finishing speaking, she turned and walked to another coffin, Skillfully lifted the lid of the coffin, and continued to bend over and reach out to fiddle with it, seeing Heng He's stomach churning.

"Young Master, let's go out, Seventh Martial Uncle alone is fine." It can be said that Seventh Martial Uncle alone is worth five men.

Yue Lifeng's expression was as calm as possible, then he turned around and walked out leisurely, Heng He hurriedly followed, he didn't stay here to watch, it was too scary.

"Heng He, stop." Heng He followed Yue Lifeng and had just walked a few steps, Chu Liangyin's devilish voice came from the back of his head. Crying, "Seventh Master Uncle..."

Chu Liangyin raised her head and twitched her chin, "Come here!"

Heng He walked slowly to Chu Liangyin's side as if he was going to die, trying not to look at the corpse in the coffin, "Uncle Qi, what are your orders?"

"Is there a handkerchief?" Chu Liangyin lowered her head, her sword was placed on the coffin on the other side, and both hands were busy working with the corpse in the coffin. From Heng He's point of view, she wished she could get in with her whole body.

"Yes." Heng He overturned a plain silk handkerchief from his arms, and handed it over respectfully and timidly.

Chu Liangyin stood up suddenly, both hands were stained with sticky brown blood, and there was something blood-smeared between the fingers of her right hand, and she threw it onto the handkerchief in Heng He's hand with a bang, and Heng He With a trembling hand, the thing almost fell.

"Hold it." Chu Liangyin glared, Heng He immediately straightened his hands, tilted his head and looked elsewhere, stretched his arms straight, and kept away from him as much as possible.

Chu Liangyin didn't know where to wipe her hands, then closed the coffin, picked up the sword, "Let's go."

She walked out first, and Heng He followed behind holding the thing, not daring to breathe loudly to avoid nausea.

(End of this chapter)