At the end of the song, Ying Long's binge drinking changed to a light drink, tasting it one by one, and his dying heart also beat enthusiastically from one small to the next, until he finished drinking the last cup and looked at Odawara Castle, he smiled.

The wind blew for a while, and the bead curtain was slightly opened, Ying Long turned his head back sharply, he wanted to see the woman behind the curtain, the beads jingled, but the face was covered with a thin veil, and only a pair of watery eyes leaked out, those eyes were very familiar, but-just he couldn't remember it for the time being, he hammered his head with his fist, but he just couldn't remember.

The girl picked up the guqin and was about to leave, the cyan silk clothes, when she turned her head to look at Ying Long, she said, "It's okay, don't think about it if you can't think of it!"

Ying Long stretched out his hand, and he shouted, "Wait!

The woman ignored it, looked back and jumped out of the window with a smile, Ying Long got up and chased, but halfway was blocked by something, it was a music network made of musical notes, just to stop him for a few seconds, and then it shattered, and the room was full of cyan notes, like flying fireflies.

Ying Long looked towards the window, the crowd on the road was very dense and urgent, but where could he still find a woman holding a guqin, he sighed, and when he turned around, he saw a shopkeeper, who looked five big and three thick, with a humble look between his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand tremblingly, asking:

"Guest, wine money?"

Ying Long touched his pockets and spread out his hands, he wanted to put on a posture of eating the overlord's meal with confidence, but in the end he was still weak-hearted, so he said honestly:

"Nope!"

The shopkeeper was relieved, he lowered his eyes, and his appearance was still smiling: "I'll just ask, you don't have to pay for these wines, you go slowly, guest officer! Next time—next time—" He hesitated, and in his heart he still didn't want such a guest to come next time!

Ying Long touched his face awkwardly, he leaned out a few steps and was still a little uneasy, turned his head and asked:

"Really?"

The shopkeeper nodded solemnly, and he said, "Someone has already settled the account, and she said that if you don't have any money, it will all be recorded in her account!"

Ying Long frowned and asked, "Who is it?"

This shop is a small two, five, three coarse, born to be able to resist beatings, and he said tremblingly: "No-can't say it!"

Ying Long pulled out the sword at his waist and threw it heavily on the table, the tea cup and wine cup on the table jumped, and the shopkeeper also jumped, and when he fell to the ground, he was already pale, hunched over and waved his hands, looking aggrieved, he said: "If you can't say it, you can't say it, you can't say it if you want my life!"

Ying Long picked up his sword and was about to leave, he pointed to the beaded curtain and asked, "Is it the woman behind the beaded curtain?"

The shopkeeper hesitated a few times, wanting to say that he couldn't say it, his appearance was tangled, and his expression seemed to be laughing and crying.

Ying Long snorted coldly, picked up his sword and walked out of the restaurant, his eyebrows and eyes were crossed, and those drinkers were frightened back a few steps, making a way, he walked out of the restaurant angrily and walked on the street.

It was already dusk in Odawara City, the sun was drowsy and sprinkled some perfunctory heat, and the wind on the street was cool, which blew Ying Long very confused, he didn't want to go back to the border of Wanjiang, he didn't want to go to Han Qi and Qiqi, he just wanted to walk on the street mediocrely, and keep going like this.

He hadn't taken a few steps when he was stopped by a group of coarse-clothed servants, who looked fierce and vicious, and the wooden sticks in their hands whirred.

Ying Long glanced at it, he didn't know anyone, so he shouldn't be looking for himself, but it was not easy to hit him, he turned his head, and just turned his head and froze, behind him was a row of bright big knives and spears, led by the ten household chiefs outside the city gate, he was majestic like a little rooster, and pointed at Ying Long with his waist:

"Boy, I've found you!"

Ying Long remembered that he threw the city gate guards off the moat, he was a little weak-hearted, and the group of servants behind him also came out, it was a boy lying on a stretcher, with a plaster on his legs, he shouted angrily: "I'll just drink and listen to a song, I didn't recruit you and didn't mess with you, I was thrown downstairs by you and fell like this, you-you ——, beat!"

His 'hit', the soldier guarding the door was also woken up, the two groups of people shouted to the sky and the earth to mix Ying Long in the middle, the stick and spear in his hand will be useful, Ying Long pouted, he was in a better mood, and he had a sense of proportion, using the "Dragon Emperor Hundred Daogong" taught him by the old beggar a few days ago, and shouted:

"Dragon Emperor Hundred Paths • Illusion - Realm of Dying!"

The guys in the hands of a group of people were already in the air, and suddenly they smelled a fragrant fragrance, and the air waves swept through their bodies, and their bodies seemed to be clamped by something, and their brains were buzzing, and they couldn't move if they were in place.

Ying Long escaped dexterously, hugged his fists and said:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the illusion will be solved in a moment!"

He was about to leave, but he saw a Qingluo woman on a dark roof, carrying a guqin, and the breeze gently supported her delicate and weak body, but she couldn't blow the veil that covered half of her face, and the eyes on the veil were still like water.

I don't know how long this woman looked at him, but Ying Long was stunned, he was even more sure that he must know this woman, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he was about to bluff, so he said:

"I think of you!"

The woman's veil trembled slightly, and she tilted her head in confusion, and she asked:

"And who am I?"

The Qingluo woman looked at Ying Long's mouth and opened it, but she didn't hear anything, she hid her face and smiled, and said, "Did you lie to me?" Ying Long's mouth opened again, as if he was saying something, but she just couldn't hear it, she was angry and happy, this may be Ying Long's strategy to lure him into the bait, but she couldn't be hooked, she shouted: "You be louder!"

Ying Long knew that if he chased rashly, it might be difficult to catch up, so every time his mouth was just bluffing, as long as the woman approached and listened carefully, he would take the opportunity to grab it and lift his veil, and he must have known at that time.

The Qingluo woman pondered for a while, and she shouted:

"You guessed wrong, I'm not!"

Ying Long was shocked and hurriedly shouted: "Wait, I didn't say anything! I didn't say anything!"

The woman laughed coquettishly, turned around and left, her fluttering body scurrying between the roof tiles, like a smart green light, Ying Long had to chase after this time, and shouted:

"Dragon Emperor Baidao Jiao - Dragon Control Nine Heavens!"

There were several clouds of dragon qi all over his body, he stepped on the dragon qi and jumped in the air, and he could catch up, and as soon as he reached out and touched the flying skirt, the Qingluo woman was broken into notes and scattered around him, and Ying Long's ears were full of her laughter

Ying Long stood between the roof tiles, and he asked:

"Where have I seen you?"

Every note trembled, and a bitter cry came from the middle of the voice:

"No—isn't it in a tall building?"