A few drops of plum blossom-like red blood fell to the ground and bloomed, Su Yunzhong covered his chest with his right hand, there was no trace of anger in his eyes, and an indifferent breeze smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that this ruthless palm wind hit his chest, and it was for him to unravel the dark disease that had been hidden in his heart for many years.

Yun Zhongniang looked at this scene, but she frowned, a trace of hesitation flashed in her eyes, and then she turned her body with a windward charm, and a cold light faintly flashed between her eyebrows and suddenly appeared on her indifferent cheeks.

"You've always been so affectionate, and you haven't seen a slight deviation in the years. ”

"Dieshang, as usual, will still ruin your brand-new long table like this, and it seems that it will cost a lot of broken silver to trouble Mo Gongzi to come here. Su Yunzhong half-squatted on the ground, lazily patted the dust off his body, his eyes were filled with pain, and he smiled bitterly as he cleaned up the mess in front of him after being swept away by his own wind and clouds.

Thinking of the young man with a face like a weak crown, but he is obsessed with playing some crafts. I sighed in my heart that the young age was as perfect as in terms of technical attainments, and he reached the peak like everyone else, but he had a stubborn temper like an eccentric old man. Su Yunzhong thought of lowering his body and spending broken silver to beg others, he must have a stinky face and treated it, plus a pot of cheap peach blossom wine, he couldn't run away.

From the gaze in his eyes, I don't know whether the helpless wry smile is sad about the distressed flowers that have a lot of broken silver, or the peach blossom wine that his own Butterfly Niang made for him at home, or when he thought of the first time they met in such a picture.

Hearing Su Yunzhong's sarcastic smile behind him as usual, the anger in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and he looked back at the long table he was cleaning up, sneering, covering his red lips with his slender jade hand, and everyone looked at it like a dream spring breeze sweeping deep in their hearts.

Looking back and smiling, the people in the world are obsessed with stunners into the memories in their minds, and now women are all the same, although Yun Zhongniang is dressed in coarse linen, but it can't hide the charm that naturally flows out of the body.

Clothes can change a person's temperament, but Yun Zhongniang is a variety of styles and styles that control clothes, just like a hundred schools of their own unique wine, wine is wine, and the taste of wine is the taste of wine, but not the taste of wine tasted by one's own deep feelings.

"If it's broken, let it break. But you still have to give me back the damaged price, otherwise you will ignore the rules of this business, and anyone in this tea room can make trouble in the future. Even if it's a brother, it's still a good score!"

Stepping on the jade foot, he walked to Su Yunzhong's side and leaned over, looking at the eyes full of pity and anger under his indifferent face. A touch of red lips opened and closed slightly, and a few words that were not shallow or deep were lightly spit out of the lips, crisp and fragrant, and the words were deeply branded in the ears. Under the indifferent tone, different pictures of the same person gradually appeared in front of him.

More than ten years ago, Luoyi City Pavilion Mo, graceful and gorgeous, there are green sleeves and red clothes singing and dancing at night Feng Qiwu, I heard that a Kabuki woman in the sleeves of the butterfly dance amazing, fame spread far and wide, so far thousands of men are tired of squandering the family just to watch a dance. But although a dance is short-lived, it is not the so-called rich son who can take the glory.

The woman danced the spring supper with her unparalleled talent to find a confidant, but the woman disappeared into the world because of what she said at the beginning, she could not rely on the man who only came for the lower animal.

Luoyi's Fengqiwu will not disappear because of a gold-absorbing kabuki girl and fall in the reputation of the Qinglou in Luoyi City, but more and more women who come out of Fengqiwu and dance and sing many amazing women in the world.

The first time I met Dieshang, I don't know if it was a teenager who was ignorant or drunk, and at that time I deliberately approached to think of a very naïve excuse, but instead of incarnating a handsome boy looking up at the moon, folding a fan and whispering sad eyes at night, I was embarrassed to damage the long table in the Fengqi Wu Pavilion.

In fact, whether it is a coincidental encounter, it is a long-planned thought.

is the same kind of language, if it is broken, it will be broken, although it is a little woman's, but if you smash the things in Fengqiwu, you still have to compensate according to the price.

Butterfly once danced the world's amazing Oiran, but now she is just the proprietress of a tea room.

It really confirms this sentence, the butterfly dress dances chaotically, and the bird is no longer there. A young man who was once obsessed with many women from the family lived a dull life because of a woman from Fengqi Wuqing Mansion hiding in this dilapidated tea room. It's ridiculous to say, it's better if you slapped me to death in the first place. ”

A sneering smile appeared on his face under the gray robe, and although the words were full of cold questioning, there were obvious violent emotional fluctuations, and the cross scar on his forehead was twitching violently.

Everyone felt the subtle changes in the emotions of this gray-robed cultivator, and everyone with young faces looked at him with doubtful eyes, and after listening to the words that came out of their mouths and had never heard them, they looked at each other a few times, but Yang Xi in the corner had a calm face, as a person who had been washed by the years, as for what he said, who didn't know who didn't know who he was back then.

Feng Qiwu is a little familiar to the ears of this group of young men in armor, and if there is not enough gold, I am afraid that I can't even touch the soft and bewitching laughter like water, so I can only weigh a few ingots of broken silver on my body, and swim for a few rounds in the remote corner of the lamp, so as to pour out the "domineering" spirit in my heart.

And the bloated and heavy Lu Pang frowned, and his eyes flashed from Diesheng's body. As the leader of this group of people, there was "Xin" who went to Fengqiwu, the most famous Qinglou in Luoyi City, by chance, once, and the world inside was completely different from the status he was in now.

Although it was only a little bit of a corner of the Fengqi Wufeng and snowy night, it was a great gift to him. When he was drunk, he heard the trembling chant of the dancing girl with his hands in his arms, and faintly told the story of Fengqiwu's oral tradition back then, and since that time he inadvertently entered the horizon, it has completely changed him.

The black lights and blind fires that I have been there in the past are no longer a souvenir, but thinking about how to step into that corner again.

Even if the human soul is nurtured and formed, no matter how strong the body and bones are, if they are at the lowest level, I am afraid that they will never enter the world of flowers.

"It was once, it is now, why bother pursuing the beauty of the past, it is a foregone conclusion, why don't you care about everything in the present. This is just a bland tea room, not your ambition under Su Luochen's waving of the sky. ”

Su Yunzhong no longer cleaned up the sawdust in his hand, frowned, looked at the person in front of him, and looked at the face that was somewhat similar to him and full of vicissitudes, as if he was back in the back of the year as the head of the family to admonish the younger generation who made mistakes, although it was bland, but said bitterly.

"Hehe, you Su Yunzhong said it so indifferently, leaving everything as if it had never happened, but don't forget the oath that Su Ce made when he left his last breath in the world. The gray-robed man sneered, a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"Of course, the people who have the blood of the Su family have not forgotten, and now I see that you are still alive in the world, but Su Yunzhong has long since died, and now there is only one Su Daddy who lives with coarse tea and light food. ”

"If you say that, then close your eyes in peace. There is only one living in the bloodline of the compatriots who is in charge of the Su family, and that is I, Su Luochen! Let me go and fulfill the ancestor's destiny on your behalf. ”

Everyone watched the two of them talk incomprehensibly and incomprehensibly, thinking that it was a disaster caused by a few bowls of noodles, and finally as time passed, the light outside the house gradually became clearer, but at this time, they fell more and more into a hazy world, Yang Xi, who knew everything in the corner, frowned, and his eyes were full of doubts and doubts.

After speaking, Su Luochen glanced at the butterfly clothes beside Su Yunzhong, and paced around the room until Yang Xi, who looked at the corner, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, to be honest, if he hadn't deliberately let go of Yang Xi, who was only one arm left, he wouldn't have gone to such great lengths to find Su Yun.

When I saw Yang Xi again, who was spreading his wings and hating the sky, he just had a sarcasm in his eyes, looking at the old man who had lost an arm, and it was extremely ironic for Yang Xi to say that Dapeng spread his wings and hated the sky, and Su Luochen, who was in the dark, naturally knew Yang Xi's thoughts, and by the way, he fulfilled his intention.

But when Yang Xi found that Su Luochen was looking at him, those pupils narrowed slightly, as if he was hiding something, I don't know if his intentions were perceived by the friends he hadn't seen for many years, or if he gradually felt guilty because of some selfish reasons in his heart.

Suddenly, a tearing force silently pressed towards Yang Xi on the corner from under Su Luochen's robe, and suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were covered with bloodshot under those hideous pupils, and a mouthful of blood mist spewed out towards his chest.

As he gradually approached Yang Xi, the frost on his face grew, and he said mockingly: "Yang Zhan hate, you are still the same as before, you have a talent for cultivation, and you haven't seen some brains for many years, since you have lost one arm, it is better to abolish the other." ”

Feeling the power of a heavy mountain pressing on his body, Yang Xi, who was embarrassed, turned his gaze to Su Yunzhong in the distance and scolded: "Su Yunzhong! If you continue to do this, the color of this day may fall into the endless night forever!"

Yes!

A heart-rending roar resounded throughout the room, and under Yang Xi's tattered clothes, it was clearly visible that the only remaining arm began to twist in front of everyone's eyes, the flesh and blood were blurred, and Bai Sensen's bones seemed to be exposed to the air.

In the daytime, on the bed in the house in the courtyard next door, several layers of thick bedding were constantly shaking violently, and I faintly heard the whispers that only hoped that this piercing scream would disappear into my ears as soon as possible.

Snort!

Just as Su Luochen gradually walked in front of Yang Xi, a dazzling light appeared in his palm. Under his eyes, which were covered by bloodshot in pain, he saw a plump body fall in front of Yang Xi's eyes.

In an instant, I saw a figure shocked by this terrifying power, Su Yunzhong caught it in front of the butterfly that flew up like a ghost, and looked at the butterfly that was nestled next to him on his chest with affection, and his eyes were full of sadness when the autumn leaves fell.

"Why are you so stupid!" Su Yunzhong choked up.

"If I weren't like this, would I have watched Brother Yang die in front of our eyes. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, and he coughed, and the beauty under his red lips was a little depressed at the moment, and a faint smile appeared on his cheeks and said.

"Dieshang, Yuan Xian won't kill Yang Xi, his purpose in doing this is just to lure me out. ”

"Yuan Chang, if you say that Yuan Slack back then will not be in the eyes of Dieshang, but no one is allowed to do so after many years, as you said, it was once and is now, and no one's original intention is unchanged. ”

The two of them looked at Su Luochen, who stopped in that corner, but Su Luochen put his hands on his abdomen, and his robe slightly folded with the cold wind was constantly agitating. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the gaze indifferently, and there was still a faint wrinkled smile on his cheeks.

Yang Xi's pupils in the corner were filled with terrifying shock, and the blood from his mouth coughed up from the corner of his mouth to the floor. There was still a hint of ruddy on his pale face, but for him it was just a dying moment, the trembling hands behind his backs seemed to be like a needle about to pierce the horror, and the eyebrows and eyes under the beads of sweat could no longer see any calmness, only deep panic.

Just so casually and invisibly mentally oppressed, he was suppressed and breathless, without any chance to resist, looking at the dry and waveless face in front of him, he couldn't see what realm it was.

When Yang Xi frowned, his eyes were full of horror, he didn't notice that the people around him were looking at him with a pair of greedy eyes, and the fat Lu Pang pulled up a few feet of silk cloth in his palm, and on the silk cloth was painted a half-body portrait with ink.

The ripples in his heart are like the turbulent and churning waves, his hands are clenched in the silk cloth in his hands, his eyes are staring at the bloodstained Yang Xi in the corner, but there is a person in the tea room who the master wants to catch, maybe he is about to enter the threshold of being promoted by God at this time, as if he has forgotten the itching pain of the thick neck under the redness and swelling, and there is only Yang Xi in his eyes.

Hearing the movement, Qin Changjie pulled Su Tang to hide elsewhere, looking at Su Tang in front of him, and a look of shock appeared on his swarthy little face that had scabbed over after being cold. The father who was born to cower and fear his wife, drank a few glasses of wine and a few mouthfuls of food, and then became a sugar gourd vendor in Jiangcheng, who blew his beard and went to the sky with a drunken face, and was actually a hidden cultivator.

......

The withered hands placed on the abdomen suddenly folded into a seal, and the howling wind outside the house rolled up a violent whirlpool, and suddenly the snowflakes in the sky between heaven and earth roared. The inside of the house was swept away, and bursts of chill that penetrated into the depths of the soul poured into this small room, and everywhere it went, it was instantly frozen.

The fireworks on the brazier swayed suddenly and did not go out under the ice crystals, the water in the copper kettle gradually boiled, and the hot vapor was trapped under the ice.

Then a flash of light flashed in Su Luochen's indifferent pupils, holding his palm into the source seal, like a blood eagle soaring in the dark, his body fell forward suddenly, his arms spread, and the surroundings turned into huge winged phantoms, carrying the strength of his whole body, and suddenly stretched out his palm and bent like a sharp eagle's claws, and pounced in front of him.

Feeling the strong wind coming in, looking at his brother who was surrounded by the usual different breath in the past, Su Yunzhong's eyes were filled with a mixture of pity and remorse. If it weren't for the blood oath imprinted in the family bloodline, Su Luochen, who had the same blood and a few similar faces as him, would not have caused his current appearance.

Hate was just guilt for him, his right hand reached out of his cuffs and spread out his palm, and with a light flick in the cold wind, he lifted his feet, and protected the butterfly clothes on his chest and retreated in the air and backwards.

The house was plunged into a frozen world, and in this violent wind, it seemed like a north wind howling, and the dry wind blew on everyone's faces in great pain. Su Luochen's body swept through the air currents in front of everyone's eyes, and the surrounding space was gradually torn apart, opening a huge dark opening.

When the dark opening appeared, he saw Su Luochen in front of him disappear into the snowflakes flying indiscriminately behind, and suddenly in his eyes, under the unpredictable breath of ghosts and gods, he instantly tore through the night and appeared like lightning on the back of Su Yunzhong, who retreated in the sky!

The snowflakes that fell indiscriminately with the wind suddenly fell silent, and then exploded everywhere in horror, and suddenly turned into deep ice blades under the darkness and shot out, and Su Yunzhong, who was retreating in the air, frowned, and when he realized that Su Luochen, who had disappeared in front of him, appeared on his back, it was already too late.

A bone-eating chill flowed through his back, and the moment he turned around, when he wanted to raise his wrist to resist the palm that was coming at him, he didn't know that the blood eagle behind him that he thought had disappeared seemed to reappear like a ghost, and a pair of bloody eyes whistled through the violent air.

This is the power of spiritual cultivators!