Chapter 137: Flowing Cloud Tent (1)

Chapter 137: Flowing Cloud Tent (1)

Luo tent soft jacket, red silk light yarn, hibiscus screen, beautiful sound, hibiscus tent is very colorful.

The thick sandalwood is lush, and the flirtatious laughter fills the ears.

In the corner outside the door of the slightly dark room, the young man in the fancy dress frowned heavily, tilting his face to the side, not looking at the ups and downs in the warm tent.

"What? Is this shy? The woman beside him was wearing heavy makeup, her body was plump, she shook the silk fan in her hand, covered her face and squinted her eyes and smiled, "If you want to enter this place, your posture alone is not enough!" โ€

Hearing this, a trace of humiliating anger appeared on the face of the young man in Chinese clothes, and his star-like eyes became more and more cold, like a lonely star in the cold moon, like a cold and steep ridge, and the coldness went straight to the bottom of his heart.

Qin Niang's heart trembled, Rao is has been in the hook for many years, and how many dignitaries and dignitaries have been around, and she has never been so cold.

"What? Don't want to listen? Thinking of the man's explanation, she was heartbroken, and she wanted to say something more, but when she saw the young man's cold and moon-like expression, she finally stopped talking.

It was a look with sword intent, like a sharp blade across the neck.

The people of the Cangyin Continent have always admired immortals and Taoism, especially the five masters of Yun, Gu, Chu, Bai and He. Cultivating immortals and learning the Tao is particularly taboo, only the northern realm to which He Mansion belongs is slightly different.

The northern border is the capital of imperial power, the place of the world, the place where the world indulges in lust, especially the Yunlou Hao. The tower is located in the west of the imperial city in the north, where the green building is. It is located in the east of the northern border, outside the imperial city, and is the place of the head. It has always been the most taboo and despisable place for cultivating immortals.

So this ...... Already out of the Imperial City?

The young man in the costume lowered his eyes and tugged at the collar of his chest, wanting to keep the pungent fragrance on the dress a little further away from the tip of his nose. But the clothes were made of luxurious materials and bright colors, but they were extremely wide, and with a slight pull, they actually tore open the placket at the chest, revealing a white and firm chest.

Even though there were countless people reading and a slight glance, the woman in the gorgeous costume couldn't help but blush. Half-old, how many gorgeous postures have they seen, but for the young man in front of them, their cheeks are slightly hot like a girl.

"It's really a good skin! It's a pity that it's a disability, and this temper is too weird. The boy sat in the chair with a very good temperament, but if you looked closely, you could see that his legs could barely move, and he seemed to be disabled.

"But even so, if such a lovely person is willing to open the door to entertain guests, with such a look and temperament, why worry about the name of the top brand in this house!" Qin Niang's cheeks were hot, but she spat in her heart.

Fortunately, the rouge on the face is heavy, so as not to make jokes. But the black-clothed guard behind her was already flushed.

"How?" Qin Niang looked at the two women with a smileโ€”they were the highest guards in the Inner Cultivation, hid her face and smiled, and sneered, "Put away your two virtues!" This is the person hand-picked by the shopkeeper! โ€

There are countless people in the house, and there are many people with the best looks. But even if the man who was raised in the house is red and white, he is also delicate, how can he compare with the temperament of the man in front of him? !

He just sat there casually, and he could have made the guests swoon and spend a lot of money.

The northern border was originally a herdsman, rough by nature, and the folk customs were open, and women have always had the same status as men. But in recent years, the royal family attaches great importance to women's moral cultivation, and the door of the nobility is quite strict with women's discipline.

The shopkeeper sent this Ruoyun Gongzi, how can the cash cow be let go?

Thinking of this, Qin Niang shook her waist and stepped forward, and said softly, "Young Master Ruoyun!" You've been here for two days, and according to the rules of the city, tonight, you're going to show up in the city, and you'll be famous, and the name of this card must be yours! โ€

The man seemed to have never heard of it, his handsome eyebrows were slightly frowned, his expression was slightly cold, and the whole person was like a bright moon, which was not allowed to be blasphemed.

Qin Niang didn't say anything more, and with a wink, the two guards set up the man on the left and the right, preparing to go towards a room.

"Let him go!"

An angry roar broke through the air, and the sharp whip shadow accompanied by the spikes whistled, slapping the cheek of the middle-aged woman with heavy makeup, arousing a piece of blood, startling the old bustard who loved his face very much. The two guards put down the young man named "Ruoyun" and drew their swords.

The shadow of the sword is heavy, and the whip is whirring.

The light yellow skirt flew layer by layer, and Bai Yu'er held the stabbing whip in her hand, twisted the swords of the two guards one by one, swung them aside, and turned around with a palm. In a moment, he knocked him out of the door and turned over to the side of the young man in fancy clothes.

Bai Yu'er stretched out her hand towards him and said hurriedly, "Yun Yuan! Walk! โ€

That young man in a fancy costume turned out to be Yun Yuan!

The girl's eyes were full of eagerness, with a clear halo. He was stunned, put his hand on Bai Yu'er's palm, and wanted to stand up, but his feet were numb, and he fell back into the chair at once.

"Yunyuan !!"

Seeing that he was having difficulty moving, Bai Yu'er's eyes widened and exclaimed, "Your legs! โ€

Only then did Bai Yu'er find that Yun Yuan was dressed in the gorgeous clothes of the inner face of Yun Yuan, and the delicate robe hung wide and loose on his body, half-covering and half-concealing his strong chest, adding a bit of glamour that he had never had before.

Three points of gorgeous, three points of lazy, six points of loneliness and coldness.

Bai Yu'er breathed a sigh of relief.