Zuixian Pavilion is located in the south of Quyang City, and it is also the most chaotic area, although everyone at the feet of the Son of Heaven does not dare to act too nonsense, but in the area of Zuixian Pavilion, it is an outlier, and even the royal family does not have too many restrictions here, because almost all of the people who enter and exit here are people on the rivers and lakes. wwＷ.lＷＸs520.ＣＯＭ

Since ancient times, the rivers and lakes and the royal family have been a subtle coexistence, and here, there is a clear well water that does not interfere with the river water.

Ling Yi deliberately changed into an inconspicuous ordinary clothes, wearing a hat on his head, and weaving a fan only dressed as a child, which didn't look outstanding.

The two of them walked into the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and as soon as they entered the door, there was a huge curved table in the center, and an old man with a white beard stood in the center, surrounded by all kinds of people.

Someone took out his own things and asked the old man to value them, and someone else took out an equivalent item and exchanged it with the old man's hand, and if both parties agreed, a deal was made.

"Miss, the first floor is the item trading area, and it's all ordinary objects." Weaving fan explained.

As far as the eye can see, the first floor is mostly rough and big, Ling Yi looked at the second floor, and from a few open windows, he could vaguely see a few people dressed extraordinarily.

She raised her feet and was about to go to the second floor, but was stopped by a person who didn't look good.

The weaving fan looked horizontal, "Whoever dares to block the road, something that doesn't have long eyes." ”

As he spoke, he slammed his hand and hit Xiao Er in the face.

The little er's eyes moved, stretched out his hand to block, the weaving fan moved fiercely, without the slightest hesitation, the two of them passed more than ten moves, Xiao Er took the opportunity to dodge and retreat, arching his hand: "The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, the two of you are please." ”

Ling Yi's face remained silent and walked up to the second floor.

Weaving Fan shook his arm and muttered, "These rules are really hateful, I have to make a move before I can let them go." ”

Ling Yi smiled: "They don't want silver, but they have to make moves, it seems that those who can go up to the second floor are not ordinary people." ”

The weaving fan downstairs has already attracted the attention of the people upstairs, and when the two of them go upstairs, they feel a few wisps of looking at them.

Ling Yi didn't care, and found a place with a good line of sight to sit down, but the hat on his head was not removed.

Although I feel that it is impossible for anyone here to know me, it is better to be precautionary, if people know that the eldest lady of the Ling family is in and out of this kind of place, it will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble.

But it's not that she doesn't want to cause trouble, and trouble won't come to her door.

Ling Yi looked at the bearded man who had clearly walked towards her, and turned his face to the side, not ready to take care of it.

Weaving Fan walked to the front and stretched out his hand to stop him: "This place is crowded and narrow, I'm afraid I can't sit for a fat-headed and big-eared person like you, so you might as well find another place." ”

The beard rubbed his chin and looked at her with a smile: "Hey, just with your thin arms and thin legs?" Still trying to stop me? I fell in love with your master, I want to get to know each other, multiple friends are easy to do, don't be so ruthless. ”

"Phew, the toad wants to eat swan meat, and he doesn't look at what he looks like, he wants to be friends with our master, you are not qualified enough, hurry up and leave, I feel dirty with my hands."

Weaving fans are used to living a life of begging outside, and they naturally have a provocative energy when they speak.

The beard didn't eat this set, and twisted his wrist, "I just saw that you kid had two hits, so let me try it to see if you are worth seeing Lu Xiaotian."

Lu Xiaotian? Ling Yi's expression under the hat hesitated for a moment, could it be that the people who came here today were all here to see this Lu Xiaotian? Who is he?

Weaving fan and laughing: "Come on, come on, if you lose, you have to call me aunt." ”

"Arrogant, I'll win first." The bearded beard clenched his right hand, and he was full of strength to hit the weaving fan Tianling cover.

Compared to his thickness, the weaving fan is much lighter.

The two of them played half a cup of tea, and the beard was obviously a little exhausted, and just when he was flashing, the weaving fan punched him on the bridge of his nose.

The beard and nose screamed, and immediately shed two pillars of blood, rolled his eyes twice, and fell straight down.

"Cut, such a big person, but so unbeaten, and dare to amplify words." The weaving fan clapped his hands and returned to Ling Yi's side.

The beard was lying on the ground with his eyes closed and motionless, everyone only thought that he had fainted, but after a while, he began to convulse all over his body, looking terrifying, and after only a few blinks of an eye, he stopped moving.

Xiao Er, who was delivering tea, passed by, was shocked, and tentatively stretched out his hand to probe, but he was so frightened that he threw away the teapot and shouted: "It's dead, it's dead, this person is dead." ”

Weaving Fan was startled, stepped forward and stared at the beard and said hurriedly: "Impossible, how can a good end die?" ”

Xiao Er trembled and pointed at her, with a look of fear: "You poisoned, you actually poisoned him." ”

Weaving Fan frowned: "I didn't, everyone saw it just now, I and him are a fair and honest move, we have no grievances, why should I kill him." ”

At this time, there were already people around, and everyone had their own opinions.

There was even a black-faced and thin man who stood up, gloating with a grim face, "We didn't look carefully, we just knew that in the end you gave him a punch, how can a punch kill someone?" It's clear that you have poisoned and want to quibble. ”

The weaving fan was angry and anxious, looking at Ling Yi and looking at everyone, at a loss.

There are more and more accusations around.

Although there are not too many rules here, there are always so many people who like to jump out and preside over the so-called justice, such as the black-faced man in front of him, with a sharp-beaked monkey cheek, which is not good at stubble.

Ling Yishi Shiran stood up, stared at the black-faced man and asked, "Are you sure this person is dead?" Speak responsibly. ”

The black-faced man was seen by her weakness, paused, and sure enough, he touched the bearded nose again, and his eyebrows twisted, half loud, and then he said slowly: "There is still a breath." ”

Weaving Fan breathed a sigh of relief, after all, she was only a teenager, and if she took a human life, she would still be uneasy and afraid.

Ling Yi let out a sneer: "It's ridiculous that you can't even judge whether a person is alive or dead." ”

The black-faced man was embarrassed, and pointed to the ground: "He is already half dead, what is the difference between him and death?" It's clear that you, the little boy, are harming others, one life is worth another, obediently hand over the little boy, and we will let you go. ”

As soon as he raised his hand, more than a dozen people immediately poured out from all directions, surrounding the corner where Ling Yi was.

"How? This is the second floor, with the window behind you, and you can choose to jump down and die with your little boy, or you can choose to hand over the murderer. "The black-faced man is menacing and aggressive.

Weaving Fan looked behind her, although her light skills were good, it would be a little difficult to bring another person, Ling Yi was even half a head taller than her.

At this time, she couldn't implicate the eldest lady, thinking like this, she took La Lingyi's hand: "Eldest miss, let the maid ----"

"Okay---- person, I can leave it to you for the time being." Ling Yi said loudly.

The black-faced man smiled: "You're still a little smart." ”

Weaving Fan walked out without thinking about it, Ling Yi grabbed her at this time and whispered, "Do you believe me or not." ”211>