Ling Shang's rare gentleness, the slightest trace seeped into every pore of Ye Mu ginseng, making him dizzy.

Ling Shang's blood can poison highly poisonous insects, ants, snakes and scorpions.

But Ling Shang's gentleness can kill people invisibly.

It can teach people to get drunk before drinking.

Night Ginseng inhales deeply. Calm down. Calm down.

Even if he was moved by Ling Shang, he was still a wise and martial master.

Don't be dazzled by beauty and make a mistake.

The two returned to the private room on the second floor.

It's the busiest time of the night.

Qingfeng Zhai is up and down, inside and out, all full of inexplicable obscenity.

The audience interprets what it means to be "well-dressed beasts" and "drunk and dreaming of death".

This is not the case today; Ye Mushen has a beautiful Ling Shang in front of him, and he is more estranged and calm in the face of the scene on and off the stage.

Compared with these spicy-eyed Sven scum, Ling Shang is really a breeze and a bright moon, and he can't be blasphemed.

It's time for him to be abutted at night, to be by his side, to the ends of the earth, and to the old age.

Hehe, by the way, turn into a clear ditch somewhere the bright moon can't shine, and stir the water into a dirty stream together.

If he could, he still wanted to protect Ling Shang and teach him that he could fearlessly be his own version of the mortal world.

Looking back many years later, Ye Mushen couldn't help but laugh - this seemingly profane and seemingly incomparably sincere mind was born in such an absurd situation.

Ling Shang kept his head down without changing his face.

Ye Mushen stared at him intently.

Ling Shang, who doesn't say a word and doesn't refuse people, really makes people's hearts pinch water, and his cheeks are red.

The more I look at it, the more I like it.

Ling Shang was too quiet, and Ye Mu was almost trying to think that he was also cultivating the Buddhist Mind Method.

But the hall master of the smiling arrogant hall has an extra eye this time.

Ye Mu Shen's fiery gaze seemed to swallow Ling Shang and burn it, and at the same time, he also contained his every subtle movement and expression.

- Ling Shang's ear bones had been vibrating slightly.

has been wandering on the rivers and lakes for a long time, and Ye Mushen has also heard of the thaumaturgy of "judge's ear".

In the early days, the original listening technique of the Central Plains Yishi. Those who are proficient in this method can hear the shouting of the second shopkeeper in the wine shop ten miles away in the noisy city.

Soon after, the stranger provoked many enemies because of this deceitful secret technique, and had to flee the Central Plains, and finally disappeared.

Later, Dongying ninjutsu had an additional listening skill - the judge's ear.

The "judge's ear" is improved on the basis of the Central Plains listening technique, and those who have learned it can distinguish the command orders of the enemy generals in front of the barren battlefield.

On the battlefield of sword fighting, those who have the "judge's ear" are invincible.

The rumors in the judge's ears are divine, and the people who can be cultivated are only a few people throughout the ages.

Practicing this "judge's ear" requires not only extraordinary talent, but also extreme self-control and tenacity.

Those who have distractions in their hearts can only hear distracting thoughts in the end.

Ye Mushen secretly thought that the hundreds of people present in Qingfeng Zhai, or arrogant words or whispers, must all be listened to by Ling Shang.

The guests here are all well-known figures in Luoyang City - of course, there is no shortage of distinguished court officials.

In this way, the secrets of Luoyang City, and even the secrets of the court...... Ling Shang knew everything.

But what is he collecting all this information for?

"You're thinking too much," Ling Shang raised his head at some point.

His voice was calm and emotionless, "I have no interest in the privacy of these people. The judge's ear is not worth listening to these things. ”

Ye Mushen's eyes widened in a little panic and confusion, "Ling Shang, are you really the roundworm in my stomach?" You, how do you know what I'm thinking? ”

Ling Shang looked at Ye Mushen in distraction.

Wearing his clothes, the handsome face is slightly charming due to residual makeup.

Ling Shang's pupils shrank, and he muttered, "Evil ......"