Out of Cangshan, there is an eagle flying overhead, and the eagle soars into the sky, looking down on the earth. ，

Such a fierce posture also provoked Zhao Ting to smile, and his mood was a little happier, and he said, "Fly quite high, otherwise I will knock you down and roast and eat." ”

The eagle in the sky didn't know that this seemingly small human on the ground had already developed ill will towards him, and if he knew, he would definitely be too frightened to chirp anymore and fly higher.

At the same time, in the city of Jiangzhou.

It's getting late now, and the sun is setting.

But the ten-mile red square on Huai'an Street has just ushered in the most lively time of the day.

In front of each green building, three or two girls dressed in fancy clothes were standing on the street and laughing with passers-by.

The slender hand swayed the beauty fan, light tulle, and seemed to be smiling with a smoky and flattering attitude, and the heart of the person who scratched it was itching.

"Yo, Boss Li, it's been a long time since I've seen you come to our building. ”

This is the voice of a young woman, delicate and charming, and it makes people's hearts rise to fire when they hear it.

"Hehe, it's Caixia, I've been busy with business lately, and I really can't get out of the way, no, as soon as I'm free, I came to look for you." ”

"The slave family does not dare to delay your business, as long as you still remember the slave family in your heart, the slave family will be satisfied. ”

"Hahaha remember, remember, of course remember. ”

The laughter gradually became inaudible, and Boss Li was supported by the girl named Caixia and walked into the green building.

Turning into the Qinglou, there were many idlers who had eaten and had nothing to do at this time gathered under the hall on the first floor, watching the girls in the Qinglou on the stage dancing with relish.

Everyone tacitly did not make a sound, their eyes did not blink, and their expressions were solemn and solemn, but the saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths had betrayed their true thoughts in their hearts. ，

After a dance, a person suddenly came in outside the green building.

This person is slightly chubby, wearing a black hat on his head, covering his face, and looking mysterious.

Inside the building, a black-robed turtle man standing next to him leaned over and asked with a smile: "The guest officer wants it?"

Before he could finish speaking, the man standing in the hall had removed the hat that covered his face, revealing a middle-aged face about thirty or forty years old.

"Prince Wang?"

The person who came was Wang Junwei.

After knowing that Zhao Ting went on a date outside the city today, Wang Junwei suddenly realized excitedly that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Zhao Ting is not here, he can come here again to spend all day drinking.

Although Zhao Ting has repeatedly told Wang Junwei that he is now a "stranger", his identity is sensitive, and his strength is as weak as a candle in the night, and he will be targeted by others if he is not careful. But Wang Junwei didn't take Zhao Ting's words seriously at all.

He just felt that the reason why he wanted to be an "alien" was because he wanted to live a more chic and happier life than before.

After ever thinking of becoming a "stranger", Zhao Ting actually restricted him in every way, this is not allowed to do, that is not allowed to be done, he is simply suffocated to death, life is like a worldly ascetic, boring, boring.

If you knew this, he wouldn't choose to become an "alien".

When Zhao Ting went out this morning, Wang Junwei noticed it. At that time, he wanted to sneak out and come to this flowery building to have a good time.

But considering that it was too early, the building might not have started to open yet, so he could only wait, and when it was a little later in the afternoon, he took advantage of Zhao Si's inattention, and quietly used his magic power "Royal Hair" to climb down the second floor.

Well, if Zhao Ting knew that he would use the gods to do this kind of stealing chicken and dog, he would definitely want to strangle him.

Originally, seeing that it was getting late, Wang Junwei was still worried about whether Zhao Ting would come back suddenly and see that he was not there. But after thinking about it, it wouldn't take long to visit the Qinglou by himself anyway, and he would just go back quickly, so he mustered up the courage and came here boldly.

As for Zhao Ting's admonitions and instructions to him, the three chapters of Zhao Ting's covenant with him had long been thrown out of the clouds by him. In his subconscious, no matter how angry Zhao Ting was, after all, he was also his cousin, could he still kill him?

At most, he was punished for a beating.

Thinking of this, Wang Junwei suddenly felt a sense of urgency in his heart, for fear that he would be bumped into by Zhao Ting again when he went back. So he stared at the turtle in front of him and said, "Hurry up and call Xiaolu to my son, I still have something to do after my son finishes it." ”

The black-robed turtle lord didn't want to offend this rich master, so he hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, master, wait a minute, the little one will go and ask Miss Xiaolu to paint makeup and entertain guests." ”

As he spoke, he turned and left.

After a while, a woman wearing a thin skirt and light gauze walked over slowly, with waves of light in her beautiful eyes, and before she got close, she began to secretly send autumn waves to Wang Junwei, with a trace of grief in her soft tone: "Wang Gongzi, you haven't come to see the slave family for a long time." ”

Wang Junwei is pressed for time, so he just wants to leave after the end, and he doesn't want to be with her.

He grabbed the snow-white wrist of the woman in the thin skirt, pulled it and walked to the room on the second floor, familiar with the road, and said as he walked: "It's too late, hurry"

The woman in the thin skirt glanced at him and said with a smile: "Giggles, why is the son so anxious?"

Long.

Wang Junwei stepped out of the flowery building, refreshed, and strode forward.

"Hey, Gongzi, Wang Gongzi, you forgot to take your hat. ”

The woman in the thin skirt chased after her, her black hat in her hand. Wang Junwei looked back, took it from her hand, pinched it on her fair cheeks, and walked away with a smile.

It's just that Wang Junwei didn't notice that the eyes of a person on the corner of the street had already fallen on him, and after staying for a while, the person suddenly changed the direction of travel and followed him closely.

I saw that his body was tall, his face was like a crown of jade, he was wearing a black brocade robe, and his temperament was outstanding.

He shuttled at will in the endless stream of people coming and going on Huai'an Street, as if there was no physical ghost, unhindered.

And all the people on the street don't seem to be aware of this person's existence at all. Formless and substantial, like air.

Wang Junwei's footsteps gradually quickened, crossing Huai'an Street and turning into another street.

Staring at his distant back moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the brocade-robed man's mouth: "Interesting, a first-level "Yin Yang Mound" actually dares to blend into Jiangzhou Mansion, and it is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers!"

"Eh, but, according to the books in the clan, isn't this "Yin Yang Mound" all of them Yin and Yang Tomb showing up in front of people?" The brocade-robed man frowned slightly, "How is this Yang side, could it be that some unknown mutation has occurred?"

Thinking of this possibility, the brocade-robed man's expression suddenly became excited: "Haha, it's really a blessing and a curse." ”

"Although I, Zhou Chongguang, am a demon pet and have been humiliated by that old man, wouldn't it be a great achievement if I could catch this mutated "Yin Yang Mound" and dedicate it to the ancestor?"

"I heard that his old man loves to study these "ominous" the most, hehe, hey, beautiful. ”11