Swire Overlord

Chapter 269 Extra Small Chips
Zhao Yufan sat lazily on the straw mat, and said regretfully, "Hey, I should have just run away at that time."

"Idiot, do you think you can run away? Since someone wants to kill you, naturally you won't be allowed to run away." Hong Ling continued triumphantly with a sophisticated look, "You are going to spend time in the dungeon, I hope Don't spend your days here."

"Uh, I'm so downcast, you still hit me?" Zhao Yufan rolled his eyes, looked at Hongling with a little interest, peeked at Yurou from the corner of his eyes, saw Yurou frowning in thought, he was slightly startled, Ask: "Any thoughts?"

Yurou asked back: "Do you think your friend will definitely save you?"

"Of course!" Zhao Yufan replied without thinking.

Yurou frowned deeper, and asked, "What if they can't save you?"

"Uh……"

A cold air filled the whole body, Zhao Yufan really didn't think about this problem, in his view, it was impossible.

Seeing Zhao Yufan's frowning and pensive expression, Yurou reminded, "Don't forget, you have more enemies than friends! Only a few young masters can't save you."

With a flash of coldness in his eyes, Zhao Yufan suddenly realized that he was actually in a desperate situation because the various forces had pushed him into the abyss.

Qinglan Sect will definitely not help him, and those people in Kyoto are even less likely to help him, and the Demon Dao will naturally not help him, and the only people who are willing to help him may be those in Xueyu, but Xueyu is extremely far away from here. The news of his being trapped has not yet reached Snowland.

How could he escape without any outside help?How could the mastermind behind the scenes be willing to let him escape?
Zhao Yufan slowly compared his eyes and thought about many things.

His death is almost beneficial and harmless. It can be said that as long as he dies, many forces will have a balance point, and if he does not die, this balance point will be broken.

The relationship between Zhao Yufan and the various forces is like a balance, and each force is two chips on the balance. They have always maintained a balance, and Zhao Yufan is a small chip outside the balance. Although it is very small, as long as he joins any party , will lead to the destruction of the remaining party.

Hongling and Yurou stared at Zhao Yufan silently and never left.

After a long time, Zhao Yufan said indifferently, "Please help me investigate a few things."

"Can't you help me?" Hong Ling asked with her mouth curled, her big eyes peeking at Zhao Yufan's cold face, and she quickly said, "Okay, I'm just kidding. Tell me, let's investigate something."

"I want to know how many people would like me to die, especially Qinglanzong!"

"You tell Frost Moon and the others for me, so that they don't have to save me, I have a way to get out."

"Finally, I hope you will leak my situation to the public, and it would be best to make a storm all over the city."

Zhao Yufan said three things. The first two things were easy to handle, but the last thing made the two women feel a little bit embarrassed. They knew that Zhao Yufan wanted to make a storm in the city, and hoped that someone would come to the Danqimen to save him, but if someone saved him , There will inevitably be a fight. If the alchemy disciple is injured at that time, what should the two girls do?

As if seeing the dilemma of the two women, Zhao Yufan smiled lightly and said, "Hehe, don't worry, no one will come to rescue me."

"Then why did you leave here?" Yurou asked softly.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yufan looked up at the sky and said something inexplicable: "The master of the alchemy sect is not an idiot."

"Do you want to die? Are you trying to tell my old lady?" Hong Ling angrily walked up to the iron rod in the cell, stretched out her thin right leg, and kicked Zhao Yufan fiercely, "If you dare to insult the suzerain, I will kill you .”

With his lips pursed, Zhao Yufan glanced at the two gratefully, "Thank you, you are my second and third friends in my life. I have always believed in you, even though we have only known each other for a short time."

"Okay, okay, don't be so close, we sisters will help you as much as possible." Hong Ling impatiently kicked Zhao Yufan again, and pulled Yurou away.

Staring at the iron rod in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Yufan's mouth.He suddenly realized that the master of the Danqi Sect had no ill intentions towards him, because the cell where he was held in front of him was like a fake, as long as he wanted to leave, he could leave at any time.

Kicking open the iron railing, Zhao Yufan walked out along the passage.Pushing open the heavy stone door of the cell, he looked outside with his head.

Outside the cell was a bamboo forest, and in front of the bamboo forest were two white-haired old men playing Go.They looked at the door of the cell from the corner of their eyes, and noticed Zhao Yufan's peeping, but they didn't stop them, and they were still playing chess seriously.

Zhao Yufan walked carefully in front of the two old men, knowing very well that they were masters, so he didn't intend to run away, but only hoped to come out to get some air.Although he doesn't know Go, he feels that this game is not simple, and even every piece seems to be alive, some are domineering, some are murderous, and some are gentle.

These seemingly ordinary chess pieces represent a kind of aura, and there is a certain reason in this aura.Zhao Yufan watched it so seriously that he even forgot the time.

The white pieces fell, and an old man said, "Go to the room and make us a pot of tea,"

Zhao Yufan was startled when he heard the words, and looked around blankly, but there were no houses around.

"Go inside." The old man continued.

Zhao Yufan nodded and walked towards the bamboo forest. After walking for less than a minute, he saw two bamboo houses not far away.There is a pergola outside the bamboo house, and there are tea sets and some cooking pots and pans inside the pergola.

Holding the brewed tea, Zhao Yufan slowly walked up to the two old men who were serious about playing chess, put the bamboo cup on their side, and continued to watch them play chess.

The sun sets in the west mountain, and the peripheral vision fades away.

The two old men still played chess, and the old man who asked Zhao Yufan to make tea looked up at Zhao Yufan, and said lightly, "Let's go cook."

Uh...how did I become a servant?
The corner of Zhao Yufan's mouth twitched, and he walked towards the bamboo house helplessly.

Life was so peaceful, Zhao Yufan brought tea and water to the two old people every day, and managed their three meals a day.

No matter how big the storm is outside, it is always so calm here.

Zhao Yufan spent twelve days here, and on the morning of the 13th day, Hongling and Yurou hurriedly appeared in front of Zhao Yufan.

The two looked at the two old men in surprise, and then looked at Zhao Yufan in surprise, full of doubts.

"You bastard, who told you to come out?" Hong Ling glared at Zhao Yufan and asked.

"Myself." Zhao Yufan smiled and said, "I won't run anyway."

"You!" Hong Ling was at a loss for words, and was too angry to speak.

At this time, an old man said impatiently: "You go to other places to talk, don't disturb our chess game."

Hong Ling rolled her eyes, pouted and said, "Got it, two seniors."

The three of them walked not far from the bamboo forest and fell silent for a moment.

Zhao Yufan spoke first: "Any news?"

Hong Ling lazily leaned against a green bamboo tree, and said with a smile: "There is a lot of news, but won't you give me some reward?"

(End of this chapter)