The Great Apocalypse Dynasty, the midsummer of the fourth year of Chengqian.

The weather is relatively hot, bustling and lively, with shops and restaurants lining the streets of Beijing. It wasn't until the sun went down and the afterglow of the sun faded that the scorching heat in the air diminished slightly.

On the corner of a street, on the plaque of the three-story attic on the street, the three gilded characters of "Chunxiang Building" are inlaid on it.

This is the most famous merry and talented man in the capital of the Great Qi Kingdom, and the place where the literati and gather.

People who know this place know that the front yard is a good place for literati to chant poems and paint, drink and chat, but a row of pavilions behind the lake in the backyard is a place for literati prostitutes, playing with beautiful women, and enjoying songs and joys.

It was not dark yet, there were faint people coming from the front yard, and the back yard was relatively quiet.

On the right side of the staircase on the second floor of the attic.

An old, but dressed in red and green, a woman dressed in fancy clothes, with a few girls and a handsome boy with frivolous eyebrows, picked up the ladder from the bottom.

This woman is the old bustard of Chunxiang Building, a noble lady. She took the girl upwards and invited the boy next to her with a smile.

"Sun Gongzi, please."

"Lady. What is so mysterious? Call me in broad daylight. ”

This grandson is the head of the household and the grandson of the grandson Changshun, and the father is a courtier, but he is a gentleman who likes to look for flowers and ask willows. No, listening to what the noble lady said, Sun Changshun's narrow peach blossom eyes were slightly confused, and he asked the noble lady with joy on his face.

"You have to see this to know. No? You're an old customer here, so I introduced you to you. Open the door. ”

Sun Changshun was calm on the surface, but his eyes were full of expectation. Guiniang, said with a smile, the silk handkerchief in her hand waved lightly to Sun Changshun, seeing that Sun Changshun just chuckled and grabbed the silk handkerchief in her hand and sniffed lightly, smiled charmingly, snatched his own silk handkerchief in his hand, led him to the door of a room by the side of the stairs, and instructed the two Tsing Yi men standing there at the door.

As they entered, next to the bed in the bedroom, the girl next to the noble lady lifted the curtain of the bed that had been lowered.

"How?"

There was a young girl lying on the bed. The girl is only more than fifteen years old, with delicate appearance and exquisite facial features, and she is sleeping sweetly with her eyes closed at this time. Although she was asleep, the girl's slightly curved pink lips and long silkworm wing-like eyelashes fell lightly with the girl's breathing, making her whole person more indescribably sweet and cute, and the whole person was as cute and sophisticated as a porcelain doll.

The noble lady looked at Sun Changshun beside her and saw the amazing look in the girl's eyes, her eyebrows were slightly raised, her red lips were slightly raised, and she asked him proudly.

"Yes, although it is not a beautiful woman, it is a beautiful woman who makes people shine. Lady, you are always so good to me, this is filial piety to you. But how can she ......?"

Sun Changshun, who had already been hooked by the girl's sweetness and innocence and exquisite temperament, laughed and rubbed his hands, took out a silver ticket from his sleeve and handed it to the noble lady, seeing that the girl was asleep and asked suspiciously.

"Then I'll take it. This is the girl who just arrived in Chunxianglou today, and her temperament is a little strong, so I poured medicine on her, Sun Gongzi, this girl has not broken the melon yet, you have to take pity on it, ** a moment is worth a thousand gold, we will not bother you. “

The smile on the noble lady's face widened, and she said to Sun Changshun and took the silver ticket he handed over and stuffed it into her sleeve. Seeing that Sun Changshun's eyes were attracted by the villain in front of him, he pushed Sun Changshun with a chuckle, and left with a girl's smile.

"Hehe, little beauty, I love you so much."

Seeing the noble lady leave, Sun Changshun smiled happily, turned around and closed the door and bolted. walked in front of the villain, looked at the villain's delicate facial features, his eyes were lustful, and as he spoke, his hairy hand stroked the villain's pink face in front of him.

And another plane, in the middle of winter. The weather is surprisingly cold, the cold wind is raging, and the town is lined with fishing ports by the sea.

Due to the cold weather, there are few people in the buildings on the side of the port, just by the harbor, not far from the port on the sea.

On a tanker with a lot of containers, there is an open space in the middle of the deck with some small boxes.

A woman dressed in tight black, with long hair and a shawl, and a cold charm in her facial features, stood arrogantly at the bow of the boat, looking coldly at the black-clothed people in black clothes and wearing black top hats around her.

Although the guns in everyone's hands were pointed at her, the woman's expression was not a little flustered, but the pear nest on her cheeks swirled lightly, and she asked with a light smile, "You just want to snatch something from me?" “

This woman is a descendant of the Tang Sect, Mu Wanqing.

Her arrogance and arrogance, before the people in black could reflect it, they saw her slender hand slightly raised, and the silver needle with cold light in her hand still shot into the throat of a person in front of her.

"Woo......" The man let out a low whimper, and the figure fell straight down, and the figure twitched and did not move. The black-clothed men around her saw her make a move, and their expressions changed dramatically and they pulled the trigger one after another.

"Hmph," Facing a few black muzzles facing his head, Mu Wanqing's lips smiled even more, cold and clear, his body was like a rabbit, and he was dexterous enough to dodge the rolling machine, and between his white fingers, silver needles came out one after another.

The cold light passed, with a light breeze, and several black-clothed figures around her were shocked, their eyes were wide open, and they didn't understand how they died and fell straight down until they died.

"I can't help myself." Looking at the people who fell at his feet, Mu Wanqing's red lips pursed slightly and said lightly, and he walked and dragged a motorboat that was placed in the water that one person could sit on.

Just as she was about to raise her feet and get off the motorboat, a familiar gentle and mellow whisper came from behind her, "Qing'er." “

"Shaojun...... You ......"

At this voice, Mu Wanqing's face was pretty, and the silver needle was in his hand. With disbelief in his eyes, he looked at the man behind him.

The man was dressed in a handsome and close-fitting beige casual suit.

Seeing her turn her head, her deep eyes looked at her gently with a smile, and she was indescribably elegant and handsome. He chuckled at her and opened his hands as if he was waiting for her to enter his arms at any time.

Although there were doubts about how he was before he appeared here. Right now, in the face of his outstretched embrace, Mu Wanqing's eyebrows frowned slightly, but she still stepped forward with a shy smile.

But as soon as she took two steps, a "pop" sound came from the sky, and she was instinctively awake, but she felt a shock in her heart. With shocked eyes and disbelief in his eyes, Mu Wanqing looked at the blood hole in his heart and raised his head in horror.

The smile on the opposite man's lips was even stronger, and he still held a pistol in his hand that was firing a light smoke at him.

"Why?"

In this case, the pain in her heart was not as severe as the pain in her heart, she trembled slightly, clenched her pink fists to endure the discomfort and dizziness in her mind, her body was drenched in cold sweat, and her cold eyes stared at him and gritted her teeth and asked.

"No, why, if I kill you, I can become the rightful heir of the Tang Sect."

Facing the eyes that were as cold as frost, the man's thin lips raised lightly and said easily, and the gun in his hand was loaded and walked towards her step by step.