He even held the sleeves of his wide robe, wiped the sweat on his forehead for Huo Longxie, and said lightly:

Brother Huolong, can you tell me why you are pretending to be Bai Qinghou, is it you who want to impersonate yourself, or is Bai Qinghou asking you to impersonate?

His question is strange.

In this world, is there anyone who allows others to deliberately impersonate themselves?

How could Bai Qinghou let Huo Longxie pretend to be himself to swagger and deceive in the rivers and lakes, isn't this hitting his own mouth and smearing on his mouth?

Such a question may only be asked by a fool.

Lan Yutang was not a fool, but he asked instead.

He seemed to be still interested in the question.

Huo Longxie's eyes had been staring at the half of the truncated sword held in the hand of the fake Shang Tianxiang, looking worried and afraid.

And after hearing Lan Yutang's words, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched, as if he had been hit in a death hole, and then, his dead fish-like eyes turned and looked at Lan Yutang, as if he was thinking about how to answer this question.

His dumb hole was not stopped, but he couldn't say a word, I don't know if he didn't know how to say it, or didn't dare to say it.

I saw that he was biting his lip tightly, and he had even bitten out the blood, and then looked at the severed sword in the hand of the impostor Shang Tianxiang.

The broken sword was still tightly held by the fake Shang Tianxiang, as if it had taken root in her hand, sucking her bubbling blood.

Then, as if he had suddenly remembered something terrible, his whole body began to twitch incessantly, nervous, as if he had fallen into an evil spirit.

Lan Yutang suddenly made a move and unlocked the several important acupoints on his body.

After the acupuncture was unlocked and he was able to move freely, his whole body fell to the ground with a bang, and then, he kept rolling around, looking like he was in pain.

He even put his hands in his mouth vigorously, and then, with all his might, stretched in, as if to dig out his heart.

Suddenly a large cloud of white foam gushed out of his mouth......

Lan Yutang smiled bitterly, no longer asked, just shook his head slightly, helped him up from the ground, and then, wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and said slowly:

In fact, even if you don't say it, I can guess that being a stand-in for Bai Qinghou may be a very glorious thing in the eyes of others, but in fact, it is not as beautiful as they imagined.

I think you must have suffered a lot in the days of pretending to replace Bai Qinghou, that's why you became like this.

Speaking of this, he pulled out the immortal jade flute inserted in his waist again, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he hit a few beautiful and free spins in the air.

Then, his dry, slender fingers slid slowly over the seven rounded holes, as if caressing a peerless treasure, like caressing the face of his first love.

Then, put it to your lips.

Then, a low and clear melody slowly flowed out of those holes, like a lake blown by a spring breeze, like a flock of birds fluttering their wings in the moonlight, wandering and chasing through the dense forest.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped again, Lan Yutang sighed with infinite emotion, and gently tapped his forehead full of questions with one end of the immortal jade flute, and said:

In recent years, there have been many bizarre disasters on the rivers and lakes, the heads of various sects have been killed, many innocent young girls have disappeared, the heavy darts of the dart bureau have been robbed, the treasury silver of the government has been stolen, and even the gold of the palace has been stolen, and the rivers and lakes have fallen into a nameless chaos.

And these modus operandi are clean and neat, and there is absolutely no living hole left at the scene, and I want to investigate, but there is no clue.

In today's rivers and lakes, I am afraid that there is only one Ogi Mirror Palace that can do this, but after my investigation for three months, I found that these things actually have nothing to do with Ogi Mirror Palace, so I think it's very strange......

At this point, he tapped his nose lightly with the end of the jade flute, as if he was thinking about how to express his meaning more clearly.

After thinking about it, he suddenly slowed down when he knocked his nose with the jade flute, looked at the direction of the gold throwing villa outside the road under the torch, and said slowly:

It wasn't until yesterday, oh no, it should have been the day before yesterday, or maybe Ohmae, that I made a big gamble at the Golden Throwing Villa that I understood some of the strange things.

Although the Golden Villa is the largest and most pompous casino in the rivers and lakes, I was surprised to find that the people who are gambling in it are actually some small people, and the bet is a few taels of silver, and the most time is a few hundred taels.

The reason for this kind of green and yellow scene, if I guess correctly, should be that in the past 20 years, there have been fewer and fewer treasures in the rivers and lakes that can be used for gambling.

Since the gamblers who came to play the two bets are very small, then, of course, the income of the gold throwing villa is much worse than before.

And to support a huge gold-throwing villa, if you only rely on these players who can only bet a few taels or hundreds of taels, of course, it will not work.

At this moment, Huo Longxie was frozen there, unable to move, or even able to speak.

He just watched with surprise on his face as Lan Yutang slowly said something that only he could experience, gasping for air.

Now, although it was already the late autumn season, and it was cold enough in the corridor filled with gold jewelry and white bones, Huo Longxie's face was sweating profusely.

Perhaps, Lan Yutang's words just spoke to his sore spot.

His eyes, which had been filled with cruelty and resentment, were suddenly filled with pleading.

He looked at Lan Yutang deeply, and only hoped that he would not say any more, because every word he said seemed to pull him back into those nightmares that he could never get rid of.

However, Lan Yutang continued to speak as if he didn't see his pleading.

Lan Yutang was not such a strong man, not such a person who deliberately hurt the self-esteem of others, but now, why......

Lan Yutang looked at the fire dragon Xie with a painful look on his face, and then looked at the rare treasure of the slow road, his face suddenly became heavy and serious, and said:

In the past, I was just suspicious, because although Bai Qinghou's words and deeds made people feel suspicious, but I couldn't find any evidence.

And now, when I see the yellow and white things hidden all over this corridor, everything is understood, because many things here are lost in the Central Plains Dart Bureau and the Imperial Palace.

In order to maintain the wanton grandeur of the Golden Throwing Villa in the rivers and lakes, in order to satisfy their profligacy, Bai Qinghou had to do these unsightly deeds.

In the beginning, he may have just been trying to subsidize the huge expenses of the Golden Villa, but later, as he accumulated more and more wealth, his mind began to change......

Speaking of this, Lan Yutang's always soft and approachable face suddenly became cold, and it was already an expression that was close to coldness.