famous concubine

Chapter 732
Of course, Mo Bai's departure is just an illusion. He secretly followed the deaf girl all the way, hoping to find out the whereabouts of Dongfangyu from the deaf girl.

However, he kept following, and finally found that the deaf girl was just returning to her dilapidated home.

Mo Bai frowned, although he was anxious, but he knew that the more it was like this, the more he had to be patient.

Not far from the deaf girl's house, he found a place to hide himself.

Waiting quietly for the deaf girl's next move.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for two hours, the deaf girl bid farewell to her mother with bad legs, and walked out groping all the way.

Mo Bai remained calm and followed her far behind.

However, he followed from a distance, but at a glance he saw that the deaf girl was wearing something weird.

I bought that set of clothes today, but the deaf woman put them on me. Because it didn't fit well, even though the deaf woman hid it under my clothes, there were still some places exposed.

Mo Bai's heart tightened inexplicably, his eyes gradually deepened.

The deaf girl walked slowly, and after about two quarters of an hour, she came to a simple house.

She stopped, groped up, and knocked heavily on the door; then a man exuding a ferocious aura came out from the inside.

Mo Bai saw that the deaf girl took a food box from the man.

His gaze was fixed on the food box from afar, and the cold blood in his body seemed to be boiling hot at this moment.

Besides, after the deaf girl left the tower, Dongfangyu continued to climb up to the top floor to ring the big bell, and the loud and distant sound of the big bell finally attracted people to come.

They were young and flamboyant men in brocade clothes with deep eyes.

He rode a steed, swung his whip, and the sound of the whip still rang in the air, but he and the mount under his crotch were already heading towards the tower.

At this time, behind him, a group of guards appeared in the distance, chasing after him on horseback.

The person who took Dongfangyu to the tower and secretly imprisoned him naturally arranged for guards to watch from a distance outside.

However, because the tower itself is located in a desolate place, and it is in the wilderness where the lonely grass is desolate, the oriental language has been ringing the big bell from time to time in the past few days.

No one, cold, deafening bells.

The combination of the three things made the guards who didn't pay much attention to the guardianship work more lax, and even left their posts without authorization, hiding somewhere to drink and warm up.

The man in brocade came galloping all the way on his horse, chasing the fierce bell, crossing the scattered residential areas, the desolate lonely grass, and the howling wind.

Unexpectedly, all the way was unobstructed, and ran directly under the ancient and weird tower.

At this time, the bell had stopped.

Because of the Oriental language, on the one hand, her hands were sore from knocking; on the other hand, when the man in brocade clothes approached with his horse, she had already heard the rapid sound of hooves.

In the situation where she was not sure who the visitor was, whether it was an enemy or a friend; what she needed to do most was to preserve her physical strength.

The brocade-clothed man pulled the reins to slow down the horse's running speed, but he didn't approach the tower immediately, but rode his horse around the tower twice.

He stared at the thick black-painted door for a long while, and his eyes, which were as deep as the sea, gradually seemed to be filled with the brilliance of the sun and the moon, and when he blinked and raised his eyebrows, infinitely fragmented light shone.

His eyes were shining brightly, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which seemed to be curious and interested; at the same time, he seemed to have a bit of cunning and bewilderment.

He stared at the door for a long time, until the guards behind him chased after him, kicking up thick billowing dust in the wilderness.

The petrified him suddenly moved; he moved and took a step, exuding supreme elegance in his noble manner, he smiled faintly, his eyes were shining brightly, and he was about to walk towards the thick black lacquered door .

The man in brocade clothes walked towards the black-painted door that was integrated with the tower, and the followers behind him thought he would knock on the door.

But he didn't, he walked to the door, stood still, and suddenly seemed to appreciate some treasure, standing there and looking at it with twinkling eyes.

After aiming at the top, aim at the bottom.

In the end, he seemed to feel that aiming was not enough, so he lifted his robe and squatted down under the astonished gazes of his followers. He couldn't even squat down, but he turned his head to the side, and looked at the door like golden eyes. Stare at the bottom of the door.

"Your Highness..." Someone in the entourage looked at him worriedly, for fear that something like a hidden weapon would suddenly fly out of the tower and hurt this elegant and noble master.

The brocade-clothed man turned his head and glanced at the follower with twinkling eyes, with a half-smile on his lips.

The follower immediately shut his mouth tightly.

The man in brocade clothes seemed very satisfied with the effect of this gaze, and there was no noisy voice behind him. He smiled faintly, turned his head again, and began to stare at the black-painted door seriously.

The followers looked at each other behind him, really not understanding what their master was squatting there looking at.

Isn't it just a dark door, at most it's a little thicker.

The master looked at it so seriously with great interest, could it be possible to see the flowers from that door?

Or if you look at it this way, you can see a hole in this door that is obviously equipped with a mechanism?
Outside the door, the man in brocade clothes looked at it seriously and stared at it carefully.

Inside the door, Dongfang Yu lazily sat down on the chair, half-closed his bright eyes, and flickered across the same thick black-painted door.

One looked strange outside the door; the other sat calmly inside the door.

This situation lasted for about two quarters of an hour.

The attendants behind the man in brocade had already started to exchange opinions in the air with their own eyes, and asked the people next to them with their eyes, what is their master doing?
The eyes of a group of people turned around, but no one could see what the man in brocade clothes was going to do.

After a long while, when the attendants were scratching their heads and scratching their heads, the man in brocade finally stood up slowly. He brushed the mud off his trousers with his slender fingers that were as smooth as white jade.

There was still that faint icy smile in the corner of his mouth, his seemingly bright, but deep and gloomy eyes turned on the black painted door, he turned around immediately, and left the tower without saying a word.

The entourage looked at him stupidly as he got on his horse, swung his whip, and rode his horse to gallop.

"Your Highness..."

The handsome man in brocade clothes looked back on horseback, looked at the follower who asked the question with quiet eyes, and smiled slightly, "You, quickly find out who is locked in this tower."

He said, hooking his fingers at the follower, "Remember, you only have one hour; after one hour, I want to know the result."

Hearing the plain instructions from the man in brocade clothes, the attendant's face immediately turned bitter.

(End of this chapter)