The interior of Emei City is divided into an outer city and an inner city, and a city that can accommodate tens or even millions of people is not small. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The outer city is divided into four areas, southeast, northwest and northwest, and the city gate that Xinghuan entered is the West City Gate, so where he is at this time is the Xicheng District.

As soon as he entered the city gate, he lost his direction by the dazzling city in front of him.

One is because of the Emei event, and the other is because today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and you can see everywhere whether it is a shop or a residence, etc., all kinds of lanterns and ribbons have been decorated......

So there are too many people, and it's not an exaggeration to say that they rub shoulders one after another.

Although it was night, it was as bright as day, and more colorful than daytime.

The sound in the night sky continued, and brilliant fireworks bloomed wantonly.

Leading the horse, Xinghuan walked slowly, his eyes full of amazement and obsession.

The fireworks are beautiful, really beautiful.

Thinking of the prosperous era of the Northern Song Dynasty depicted on the famous Qingming Shanghe map, the legendary prosperous Tang Dynasty is not as wonderful as the Emei City he saw at the moment.

He didn't notice that not far behind him, there was a stall selling jewelry.

In front of the stall, two women walking together talked and laughed from time to time, and occasionally, their eyes would stay on Xinghuan for a moment.

"Is that him?"

"It should be, exactly like the portrait."

"I'll keep watching, you go and report to the Holy Maiden."

"Well, be careful, don't lose it."

"Got it, go ahead."

The two women casually picked out a pair of very beautiful earrings, threw down some silver taels and parted after the stall.

In front of the post station, Xinghuan deposited the horses and continued to wander around with a sense of ease.

Feng Xiaoyao and Zhao Tianyu are not in a hurry to find it, it is late, and it is not too late to leave tomorrow.

The Emei event will last for seven days, and today is only the first day, so there is no need to be in a hurry.

After a while, Xinghuan solved the two thieves who were holding the sheep and stopped in front of a green building.

The name of the green building is: the first floor.

Through the wide open sandalwood door, you can vaguely see that there are several beautiful women in sexy dresses and dancing bewitching bodies in the hall inside.

From time to time, there will also be some beautiful and elegant musical instrument sounds, but unfortunately the louder ones are the voices of those drunk men.

Xinghuan looked at the Qinglou in front of him in a daze, and remembered the Qinglou woman he met when he first entered the game, Yin'er......

After a pause, he walked into the green building.

Not far behind him, the woman who had been secretly following her gritted her teeth and entered.

There is no rule that only men are allowed to enter, and women are not allowed.

Some women don't like men, they only like women.

In order to prevent losing it, she decided to let it go, but for some reason, she was a little excited and a little shy in her heart.

"Hey, Childe, please, I don't know what kind of girl Childe wants to accompany you? We're here, but ......."

Xinghuan smiled, interrupted the gushing bustard, and said indifferently: "Arrange a quiet room for me, prepare wine and food, and the girl is free."

As he spoke, Xinghuan took out a silver ingot from his arms and handed it to the bustard.

The old bustard took the silver two with a smile and said, "No problem, please come here."

This is a warm and elegant women's boudoir, and the room is filled with wisps of fragrance.

It's really quiet, and it's like two worlds away from the hustle and bustle outside.

The food and wine were quickly served, and he was greeted by a woman with an average appearance and a good figure.

Xinghuan sat upright and drank, and the woman gently poured wine for him.

"What's your name?"

The woman smiled slightly and said, "Slave Xiaoqin."

Xinghuan asked, "So, you can play the piano?"

Xiaoqin nodded, and said with a strong spirit: "I know a little bit about it."

She has already picked up five guests today, and Xinghuan is the sixth.

Because Emei Sheng will lead to a large increase in the number of people in Emei City, men always like the land of flowers and willows, although she is tired, she can't help herself.

smiled and said happily, "Let's play a song."

Xiaoqin got up, Ying Ying gave a salute, and said, "Rong Nu's family prepares a little."

Outside the window, the moon is cold and the fireworks are shining.

In this somewhat remote and secluded boudoir, I suddenly remembered the melodious sound of the piano.

At the same time, in a courtyard, under the laurel tree, next to the stone table, a man and a woman.

Wanwan held her chin, looking at the bright moon in the night sky in a daze, very bored.

It seems that her life has always been so boring.

Behind her, Fu Qingyi's face was as cold as ice, and he stood indifferently with a knife.

He is like her shadow, silently guarding, accompanying, and waiting......

Suddenly, Fu Qingyi glanced sideways slightly, and his cold and ruthless gaze fell on a rapidly approaching shadow.

After only three or five breaths, Qianying came to the courtyard and stopped, and under the soft moonlight, she took a closer look at one of the two girls who had followed Xinghuan before.

"Holy Maiden, the man you were looking for has appeared."

Wanwan played with the hair that fell down her chest, and said in a crisp and pleasant voice: "Yes......"

Fu Qingyi shook the knife in his hand and said, "I'll help you get it back."

Wanwan stretched and said lazily: "No need, it's too boring here, I'll take a look for myself."

With the faint sound of bells tied between their ankles, the three of them left the courtyard.

Along the way, pedestrians always unconsciously separate a wide and smooth road.

"It's beautiful."

"She is Wanwan, the descendant of the Demon Sect Saint*** Kwai Sect, she is really more beautiful and moving than the legend."

"I don't know if it's lucky or unfortunate to see this woman in my lifetime......"

"How did she appear in this Emei City? Could it be for the Nine Yin True Scripture in the Heavenly Sword? ”

"The man behind him is Fu Qingyi, I heard that he has been inherited by Fu Hongxue and has two peerless magic skills, "Drawing a Sword and Slashing" and "Exterminating the Ten Directions Sword Method".

"It's so murderous, I'm not as good as him with this murderous aura alone."

"It is rumored that no one has been able to survive the slash with his sword drawn so far, let alone the more powerful Extinction Ten Directions Sword Technique."

“……”

Passers-by kept whispering, marveling, and jealous......

Wanwan and Fu Qingyi walked by themselves as if they didn't realize it.

In front of the green building, Wanwan was surprised.

Are men so? The first thing you do when you enter the city is to come to a place like Qinglou.

Fu Qingyi's expression became even colder, and he said, "I don't want you to go into this kind of place."

Wan Er smiled and said gracefully: "It's okay, I've never entered the Qinglou."

Fu Qingyi no longer spoke, but the murderous aura on his body became a little stronger.

The noisy Qinglou suddenly fell silent, and countless eyes fell to the door, where there was a man and a woman.

No one knows this man and woman, and even if they haven't seen it, they've heard of it, so no one dares to touch the mold.

Unfortunately, the last thing that is lacking in such places is the drunken and ignorant.

"Yo, what a beautiful girl, accompany the grandfather ......"

"Poof!"

A head with a lewd smile left the body, and fell to the ground in a graceful arc in the air, rolling slowly.

Blood stained the fine wooden floor, and some blood splattered up and fell onto the bodies of the surrounding guests, on the tables, and in the wine glasses......

No one saw who made the move, but everyone's eyes fell on Fu Qingyi's body accurately.

The screams of the Qinglou women rang out, and they quickly gathered together trembling.

The old bustard stepped forward cautiously, gritted his teeth and mustered up the courage to speak, but was interrupted by Fu Qingyi.

A portrait of Xinghuan unfolded in front of her eyes, lifelike.

"Where is he?"

The old bustard trembled and took a closer look, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly sneered: "I remember, at Xiaoqin's place, please come with me."

"Stand down." In front of the door, Wanwan waved her hand.

"Yes." The woman who had been following Xinghuan before, and the woman who was guarding here breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated.