Taixuan City, divided into four areas, east, west, south and north four cities, the east city is the Taixuan Palace, the three divisions of the mansion and some powerful family residences are located, the north city is the Taixuanwu Mansion, the south city is the black market, the slave arena gathers, the west city is the Qinglou, the song and dance workshop gathering.

There is a lake in Xicheng, called Cloud Lake, which stretches for hundreds of miles, occupies most of Xicheng, and the boats on it are dense, almost connected by boats, and the people of Xicheng live on this boat.

As soon as you enter Xicheng, it is like entering another world, here, you can hear the sound of music everywhere, you can see scantily clad women, and you can also see splendid red boats, this is the so-called brothel of Qinglou by people outside, not on the ground, but on the boat.

Jogetsu Pavilion!

A song and dance workshop on the cloud lake is a rare and elegant place in the West City, there is no erosion of other brothels and song and dance workshops, only music, people enter here, just to listen to music.

Of course, there are very few people who come here, and the people who come to Yunhu naturally come with a purpose, nothing more than to vent and enjoy, but there are too few people to listen to music and watch dance.

Nancheng and Xicheng seem to be different, but in fact, they all have one thing in common, the chaos in Nancheng is on the surface, and the chaos in Xicheng is hidden under a splendid prosperity.

"Zheng!"

In the Jingyue Pavilion, the sound of the piano is lingering, on a circular stage, one by one dancers dance, there is a screen standing behind the stage, two people can be seen behind the screen, one standing, one strokes the qin, the sound of the piano is popping out from his fingertips, lingering in the Jingyue Pavilion.

There were only a few people in the Jingyue Pavilion, standing in several places, sitting in front of the stage, although their eyes were on the stage, their attention was always on the people behind the stage screen.

Long

The piano stopped, and a group of dancing girls bowed slightly to a few people under the stage, and retreated, Jingyue Pavilion calmed down for a while, and a few people looked straight at the people behind the screen.

"What kind of music do you want to hear?" A woman in white walked out from behind the screen, and it was the person standing behind the screen who was stroking the qin, looking at a few people under the stage, and smiling lightly.

"Ming people don't say dark words, there is a person who told us that there is a Jingyue Pavilion above the Cloud Lake, in addition to being a song and dance workshop, it is also doing the business of killing, under the Daowu, no matter who it is, you can kill, and I came here today to ask the Jingyue Pavilion Lord to kill someone for us. ”

A person stood up from his seat, and under the black robe, an old face was revealed, it was actually an elder of the Fu family, and several other people were also important figures from other families, and they gathered here for a common reason.

The woman in white looked at her slightly, smiled faintly, did not respond, turned her head, and looked at the person behind the screen, and several old men also looked at the pavilion master of the Jingyue Pavilion behind the screen.

"Kill whom?"

It seemed that there was silence for a moment, and a voice came from behind the screen, faintly, without a trace of fluctuation, so that people could not guess what he was thinking, and several old men glanced at each other, all staring.

"Sima Feng. ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire Jingyue Pavilion was silent, the woman in white was shocked, and after several old men looked at the screen, there was also a touch of solemnity in their expressions, and the breath around them was surging.

"Three million lower grade spirit stones. ”

After a while, a voice came from behind the screen, which made several old men startled, looked at the screen, and were stunned.

Three million lower grade spirit stones, this is a very exaggerated number, even if it is a burden for them, but compared to the people to be killed, this is nothing.

Sima Feng, this is the second son of Sima Mansion, killing him is offending the entire Sima Mansion, how dare he agree, he is still so simple, and there is not much hesitation.

"Do you know who Sima Feng is, he is the second son of Sima Mansion, do you dare to kill him?"

A few old men asked, looking at the screen, their faces were solemn, and the people behind the screen seemed to be smiling, so that several people stared.

"Jingyue Pavilion, what you do is a murderous business, licking blood on the knife, who doesn't dare to kill, there is no one I Jingyue Pavilion doesn't dare to kill, only you can't afford the price. ”

A voice came from behind the screen, and the voice was full of indifference, which made several old men look shocked.

"Leave three million lower grade spirit stones, you can go, within three days, Sima Feng will die. ”

After a while, another voice came from behind the screen, which made several old men stare at each other, looked at the screen, and looked at it for a long time, as if they wanted to see through the screen and see the person behind them.

"Okay, three million lower grade spirit stones, I will pay you one and a half million lower grade spirit stones today, and three days later, if Sima Feng really dies, all the spirit stones in the back will be paid to you. ”

An old man said, took out a Qiankun ring, put it on the table, the next moment, the body trembled, a gaze, like a sword, as if to penetrate his body, fell on his body, several old men were startled, looked at the person behind the screen, with a solemn face.

"What do you want to do?" said several old men, looking at the people behind the screen, with a look of jealousy.

"Didn't you hear me clearly?" said lightly the person behind the screen, with a slight indifference in his voice, which made the entire Jingyue Pavilion suddenly cold, and several old men changed color together.

"You ......"

An old man looked at the screen, there was a touch of annoyance on his face, and he just wanted to speak, but was stopped by another old man in purple, the old man in purple glanced at him, then looked at the screen, and arched his hand slightly.

"Pavilion master, I'm sorry, it's not that we don't believe you, but this Sima Feng is the second son of Sima Mansion, his status is respected, and he follows many servants, and it is very difficult to kill him. ”

"But since the pavilion master said it, then we naturally believe that three million spirit stones will be three million spirit stones, and three days later, we believe that we will be able to hear the news of Sima Feng's death. ”

The old man in purple said, with a smile on his face, even a little compliment on his face, and put down a Qiankun ring, so that the other old men looked at him with a shocked face.

The old man in purple glanced at a few people, shook his head, and several old men glanced at each other, and they all fell silent.

"Okay, you can go. A voice came from behind the screen, and several old men arched their hands towards the screen and left.

After a while, the screen opened, revealing a young man behind him, dressed in white, with a piano in front of him and a sword next to him, with an indifferent expression, and the woman in white looked at the young man and bowed respectfully.

"Childe!"

This person is Ye Ling, and he is also the current pavilion master of the Pure Moon Pavilion, as for the woman in white, he is the previous pavilion master of the Pure Moon Pavilion, and now he has become one of Ye Ling's maids.

(End of chapter)