On the night of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, in the game, on the second floor of a restaurant called "Diving Fish" on the East Street of the Main City of Jingzhou, on the third window seat, Xiao Xiaoyu, dressed in black, sat alone in front of a pot of diving fish with full color and fragrance, and poured himself a drink.

On both sides of the bustling street outside the window, there are several red lanterns hanging in front of every store.

Everywhere in the city, from time to time, brilliant fireworks shoot into the night sky, blooming brilliant sparks.

In reality, the Spring Festival is celebrated, and it is also celebrated in "Scarlet Rivers and Lakes".

Many single people, or gamers who are used to passing the night here, celebrate the Chinese New Year in this game.

Many of the fireworks in the city that burst into the night sky from time to time were set off by those people.

In this regard, Xiaoxiaoyu, who poured herself a drink, just looked at it coldly.

Her expression was still as cold as that.

So that she is so beautiful, but no one dares to come forward to talk to her.

A few minutes later, the communicator on her wrist suddenly beeped a few times.

Xiao Xiaoyu, who was drinking, moved her eyes, put the wine glass on the table, and clicked the slender index finger of her right hand on the communicator a few times, opening the newly received text message.

"Venerable, under the No. 4 Waterfall, there is no figure of the Proud Heavenly Demon God, and the subordinates will continue to wait here for three days according to the order to further determine the situation."

Sweeping this information at a glance, Xiao Xiaoyu's eyes looked at Jingzhou City outside the window, and the wine glass on the table was picked up in her right hand.

Ten minutes later, her communicator beeped a few more times.

Xiao Xiaoyu's eyes fell on the communicator again, and the index finger of her right hand tapped on the communicator a few more times, opening another new message.

"Venerable, there is no one under the No. 7 Waterfall, and there is no trace of the Proud Heavenly Demon God, and my subordinates will continue to wait here for three days according to the order to further determine the situation."

Xiao Xiaoyu's eyes looked out of the window again, her expression was still cold, and her right hand once again picked up the wine glass on the table, and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Then, continue pouring your own drink.

A few more minutes later, her communicator rang again.

When a new text message is opened, the content is much the same.

"Venerable, there is no one under the sixteenth waterfall, and no trace of the Aotian Demon God has been found, and my subordinates will continue to wait here for three days according to the order."

……

The time was until half past one in the middle of the night, and the restaurant Xiaoer hesitantly walked to Xiaoxiaoyu's side, and said worriedly: "Hug, sorry, this woman, the small shop is closing......"

It was only at this time that Xiao Xiaoyu drank the last glass of wine, left a silver ingot of five taels, picked up the sword that had been lying on the table for a night, and left silently.

It wasn't until her back completely disappeared on the stairs that the little second brother took a long breath and completely relieved himself.

This black-clothed cold woman who asked for a pot of wine and a pot of diving fish sat here all night, and he and the shopkeeper had already noticed it.

If it were ordinary guests, the shopkeeper would have driven them to invite someone to leave.

But this woman who didn't say a word all night, just sat there quietly drinking wine, occasionally eating a little fish, and looking out of the window most of the time, the kind of cold aura exuded by her body, not only did none of the boys who came here to eat and drink dare to come forward to talk.

Their shopkeeper did not dare to order anyone to go up and ask her to leave.

A pot of wine, a pot of diving fish to eat all night, monopolize a table by the window, and change a guest, you may have been invited out by Xiao Er's escort with a smile.

This night can delay a lot of business in the restaurant.

Later, more than a dozen groups of guests came, but they all went to other houses because they were full and there were no seats.

can make the shopkeeper's heart feel so distressed.

This night, a total of 42 people sent a report to Xiaoxiaoyu.

Since receiving the order of the gang leader to take the surname of the Proud Heaven Demon God, Xiao Xiaoyu has led people to find a lot of places.

She numbered all the large and small waterfalls recorded on the map in Jingzhou with Arabic numerals, and then ordered her subordinates to go to the location of those waterfalls separately to check.

The time given to her by Chang Hate Tian was three months.

If you can't complete the task in three months, with a clear style of rewarding and punishing the heavens, the punishment will definitely come down.

Moreover, even if there is no punishment.

She Xiaoxiaoyu also has no habit of slacking off on tasks.

Since he has received the task of destroying the Aotian Demon God, he will naturally go all out.

These 42 waterfalls tonight are the last waterfalls they haven't searched for.

Xiaoxiaoyu, who was sitting there drinking tonight, thought that she would definitely find the traces of the Aotian Demon God tonight. She was ready to rush over to the decisive battle at full speed.

But I didn't expect to wait all night, forty-two messages, all of which said that no trace of the Aotian Demon God had been found.

Is it that he doesn't practice under these 42 waterfalls at all? Or did he actually cultivate at one of these 42 waterfalls, but wasn't there tonight?

Or maybe he cultivated under an unmarked nameless waterfall on the map?

Xiaoxiaoyu, who walked out of the restaurant silently, was not as waveless in her mind as her face.

In fact, she was able to become the chief disciple of Butterfly Dance Villa in the past, and in recent years, she was able to sit firmly on the throne of the Black Jiao Hall Master of the Angry Jiao Gang, all of which proved that she could not be a mindless person.

If she didn't have a brain, with her surname that is cold and doesn't manage interpersonal relationships, she would have been killed I don't know how many times.

Seeing that the three-month deadline given to her by Chang Hatian was getting closer and closer, she had not yet found any trace of the Aotian Demon God.

It's impossible to say it's not in a hurry.

It's just that her surname is cold, and she can't see any thoughts in her heart on the surface.

……

Xiao Xiaoyu wouldn't know what the Aotian Demon God was doing when she was waiting for those news in the restaurant tonight.

On the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, Yang Zhen still did not return to his house in Zhonghai City.

He's still in his hometown.

Xiaoxiaoyu was pouring herself a drink in the restaurant while looking at the night view of Jingzhou City outside the window.

Yang Zhenzheng quietly hugged Qian Xiaolan's shoulders, and both of them looked at the big screen in front of them with a little blushing and heartbeat.

They are watching this year's Chinese New Year blockbuster - "Nine-year-old New God of Wealth" in the only movie theater in the county

The story is about the retirement of the old God of Wealth, and his nine-year-old child succeeds to the throne of the God of Wealth, and then triggers a series of hilarious stories.

The story is hilarious.

But tonight, Yang Zhen and Qian Xiaolan couldn't concentrate on watching, although their eyes were fixed on the big screen in front of them. But the mind is on each other.

Yang Zhen and Zhou Ying have been together for nearly six years, and naturally it is not the first time to hug a girl, but with Qian Xiaolan in his arms tonight, he still has a feeling of first love.

Qian Xiaolan was wearing a sweater inside and a thick coat outside.

But Yang Zhen put his arm around her shoulder, and he could still feel the roundness and heat of her shoulder.

Her little head rested quietly in his arms, and the faint fragrance of her hair naturally lingered on the tip of Yang Zhen's nose. Let Yang Zhen always smell can't get enough.

Towards the end of the movie, Yang Zhen finally didn't hold back, suddenly turned his head, and kissed Qian Xiaolan's soft cherry lips, who were completely unprepared.

At that moment, Qian Xiaolan's eyes widened suddenly, as if she had been hit by an acupoint, and she looked at Yang Zhen's eyes who kissed her lips with wide eyes, and her hands forgot how to react.