The gongs and drums rang the bell, and there was no noise, only a faint aftersound, slowly reversing the flow of people, during which the pipa sounded and the ears were grinding.

Red Luo warm tent, fresh wind rises.

Qing Yuan followed Mi Nu, who had changed into a wide suit for men, into a newly built Fengyue place on the other side of Mingyu Tower: Qiuyue Xuan.

Qiuyuexuan and Mingyulou belong to the same dust, but the styles are different.

Mingyulou is known for being a Qing people, there is no explicit thing, there is no backer behind Qiuyuexuan, and it is not allowed to resume Mingyulou, but the Fengyue beauties in it are in good condition, and the business is not much worse than Mingyulou in a short period of time.

Among them, as one of the Oiran, "Hansheng" is the goal of Qingyuan and others this time.

Onisu and others are guarding outside, and so is Jiangbeiwang.

The only people who entered the house were Qingyuan and a Mi woman dressed in men's clothes.

The others wanted to go in, but they were refuted by the maid.

"If you have something (qíng) in your heart, you can say it, you don't have to express it in this way."

Mi Nu walked forward with no face (qíng), and the people of Yang Si (yīn) were extremely efficient, but in a few hours, they found the whereabouts of the clues provided by Qing Yuan.

It is also strange that the reputation of this jade pipa in Qincheng is too great.

Qiu Yuexuan, white jade pipa and green silk horse.

This Fengyue place can have 今 (rì), and this Oiran named Mo Wan captures half of it.

She doesn't have the posture of Mingyulou, but her beauty is not lower, and the price of one night has now reached a thousand taels of gold.

A moment is worth a thousand dollars.

Hearing this, Qingyuan also wanted to see it, but for some reason, the maid also had to dress up and enter together.

Although she has a beautiful face, although she is a (shēn) men's dress, a sharp-eyed person can still see the beauty of her daughter at a glance.

"What do you need?" An elegant woman (shēn) wears a purple (shēn) skirt to set off the proud (shēn) posture clearly.

"Oh? What do we need here? Qingyuan looked at the woman.

The beauty is extremely beautiful, but it is less energetic, and the color of catering is more, without the momentum of a shopkeeper, but the face is exquisite and exquisite, and there is a sense of refinement and strengthening.

"Woman, fine wine, that depends on the two ......" The woman in purple suddenly changed her words when she saw the Mi girl next to Qingyuan (shēn), "Then it still depends on what you need." ”

Qing Yuan stretched out the jade fan in his hand, and pointed to a curtain room next to him with his left hand.

"I heard that the green silk horse of Guixuan is playing music, but I came here, and I hope that the shopkeeper will agree to one or two."

"Childe said that it was our pleasure that you could come and listen to the music." The shopkeeper smiled quite thickly and attractively.

Qingyuan wanted to tease a few more words, but was forcibly dragged into a small room where only two people could sit opposite each other.

The wing room was opened on one side and built around a high platform.

In the wing room, the maid threw Qingyuan on the seat, and her words were cold.

"Wanguofu does things like you don't know how important they are?"

Qingyuan patted the corner of his clothes.

"I'm just here to find out more about the situation."

"You and I can take down the white jade demon."

"It's boring." Qingyuan slapped the jade fan on the table, and looked at the maid with a pair of clear eyes.

Suddenly, the maid only felt a chill on her head, but the wooden hairpin that was originally used to fix her hair was missing.

A head of green silk flowed down.

"I really didn't expect that Her Excellency Mi Nu behind the veil would be such a beautiful person."

Qingyuan held the wooden hairpin in his hand and looked at the girl with an intoxicated expression.

Mi Nu's face was a hint of shame.

"You disciple, pay me back." After speaking, the true qi in his hand surged, and he grabbed it towards Qingyuan.

Qingyuan didn't dodge or dodge, and also reached out to stop it.

Mi Nu only felt that her jade hand was blocked by a ball of cotton, and her forearm was caught by Qing Yuan at some point.

With another hand, Qingyuan pinched the second-hand, pulled it into his arms, and moved the table between the two.

By the time Mi Nu Ding (shēn) arrived, he had already fallen into Qingyuan's arms.

"Smack!"

Yiren nephrite left his arms, but also left the aftermath in (shēn).

Mi Nu suffered a loss, but now that she has something important (shēn), she has not done it again.

Qingyuan touched his face, but his eyes were still as clear as water.

"You're no match for me."

Mi Nu's face remained unchanged, as if the person who did it just now was not herself.

It's just that Qingyuan's gaze slowly became deep and blazing (rè).

"This is the case, I will see you once, kill you once." Mi Nu met Qingyuan's gaze and said lightly.

"Oh?" Qingyuan's eyes narrowed, he didn't have a hand just now, but this woman still said this, which shows that she is full of confidence.

"I have a question, I want to ask Mi'er for you to answer one or two......

A soft sword pointed straight at Qingyuan's throat.

"If you speak disrespectfully again, now (rì) will let that demon escape, and I will kill you."

Qing Yuan picked up the jade fan and pressed down the soft sword.

"I just want to ask, have you been biting three inches of the full moon every month, and you will wake up from your dreams every (rì)."

"Not really." Mi Nu picked up the tea on the table and took a sip.

Qing Yuan smiled slightly when he saw this.

"I will buy a house (tào) on Impermanence Road, if you have ......"

"No, I don't."

Mi Nu put away the soft sword and handed out the jade hand.

"What?"

"Wooden hairpins."

"If you don't give it, this thing will be considered a thing that you and I have determined (qíng)." Qingyuan played with the wooden hairpin in his hand, "Since the first time I saw you, I recognized you, no matter what you say, this life is ......"

"Bell!" The bell on the stage saved Qing Yuan's life, and Qing Yuan, who looked at the end of the soft sword that had already submerged into his mouth (xiōng), was also a little stunned.

"It seems to be many (qíng), but in fact there is no (yù), although I don't know the intention of saying these words, but there is no next time."

Mi Nu put away her sword and sat down.

Qingyuan's eyes were a little subtle.

"Zhou Tian Xingchen Sword?"

Mi Nu looked up: "You mean, my swordsmanship?" Do you know? ”

"Ugh." Qingyuan suddenly clutched his mouth (xiōng) and collapsed on the table.

Mi Nu: ......

"As long as you tell me, I'll ......"

"Mi'er, you don't have to be like this between you and me." Qingyuan immediately sat upright, and there was not a trace of injury in his mouth.

Mi Nu was speechless, but Qingyuan smiled.

"The swordsmanship you just performed should be the sword moving with the air, and the momentum of this week (shēn) should also be in line with the number of stars in the Zhou sky, but I don't have this momentum in my opinion, isn't it just practicing the sword, not practicing the qi?"

Mi Nu was silent, watching the explicit performance of pre (rè) on the high platform in the center.

"It's just vulgar powder, it's very good-looking." Qingyuan is a speaker.

"This swordsmanship was obtained by my ancestors in an ancient tomb, but it was written in the heavens, I don't know it, and it took several generations to deduce this (tào) swordsmanship."

Qingyuan nodded: "This (tào) Zhou Tian Catalogue, even if it is placed in the Immortal Gate, 出 (shēn) is not bad, at least much stronger than your Laoshizi Qisu Martial Arts." ”

"How can I not know that under this (tào) swordsmanship, there are not many people in the Qin State who can defeat me, but that general book has never been translated."

Saying this, Mi Nu looked at Qingyuan.

Qingyuan leaned back: "You just believe me like that?" ”

"I believe in Da Sikong."

"Why?"

"If you are really a person who deceives the world and steals your name, Da Sikong will definitely not keep you, but Da Sikong not only keeps you (xìng) life, but also helps you (shēn) white clothes, it can be seen that you have an extraordinary background, maybe you are really the senior brother of Da Sikong as you said, but in some aspects it makes him dislike."

Qingyuan applauded.

"The power of the Great Sikong, even the Eastern Emperor is in awe of three points."

"I can try it for you, but ......" Qingyuan propped his chin down with his palms down, "What do you get in exchange?" ”

"I've heard that Da Sikong has been searching for Taoist pre-scripture in recent years."

"That's because she only cared about practicing in previous years, and when her cultivation arrived, her Taoism was still a little hot."

Mi Nu squinted at Qingyuan: "A martial art of scripture history." ”

"Deal."

Qing Yuan didn't ask the other party why he came from such a level of martial arts, just as the other party didn't ask why he could be so convinced that he could translate the general method of Zhou Tian Xingchen.

At this moment, on the high platform outside, a high voice fell.

The beauty is picturesque, falling from the sky.

Qing Yuan looked directly at the beautiful woman who was charming and innocent in one (shēn), but for some reason, it was acid surging in his stomach.

A mouthful of black blood spat out.

"What happened?"

Mi Nu hurriedly got up (shēn).

Qingyuan waved his hand: "This woman is too dusty, I have rarely seen it since I came down the mountain, I didn't notice it for a while, and I was knocked into my mind." ”

"Can't see it, you still dislike women?" Mi 女 (shēn) pauses and returns to her seat sarcastically.

Qingyuan breathed a long breath and defined his mind with immeasurable limits.

"Does it affect the shot?"

"Of course not, but this kind of woman, don't stain Mi'er's hands."

Mi Nu looked at her with a puzzled expression.