Like Mo Yun, Ye Mushen naturally regarded Donglai Pavilion as his own place.

Sometimes, though, he remembers that he has a wife who is eight months pregnant waiting for him in distant Kanto.

But the city seemed to be holding him back.

There is a girl here who should only be in the painting, and she is the master to whom he willingly submits.

There is also one one one he doesn't want to face, the only relative......

Hua Yao is not bad for Ye Mu Ginseng, but she is extremely harsh.

She always forced her to practice martial arts at night, and in the middle of the night, she had to let him hang on a phalaenopsis orchid with light skills without stepping on the petals......

If Ye Mu Shen tramples on the petals, Hua Yao will also use the talisman to fight against him.

At first, the rain of petals always forced him to have no way out, and there were too many wounds on his face and body to count.

After a while, he became more comfortable.

No one has ever been so strict with him as Hua Yao who doesn't give him face and treats him so harshly.

Ye Mushen was not disgusted at all, and even respected her more.

In less than half a month, Ye Mushen's skills are already comparable to the third-rate knights on the rivers and lakes.

But obviously, Hua Yao is still quite dissatisfied with his kung fu.

Ye Mushen practiced martial arts in the purple bamboo forest every day, and he only had a vague guess about the things in Donglai Pavilion.

He has doubts about many things, and whenever he wants to delve deeper, his mind is drawn to something else.

Vaguely, he felt that he had changed a lot, that he was no longer himself.

Only when he sees Hua Yao can he feel truly relieved.

……

Ling Shang recuperated quietly for nearly ten days, and finally came back alive.

Heavenly feud said goodbye when he didn't pay attention.

All that was left in his room was the white jade gourd.

Ling Shang placed the white jade gourd in the study, next to his black jade box.

In that box, there is a Fuxi hexagram, a brocade bag, a book of folds, and a purple spike gold medal.

There should still be a strand of gray hair, but he cruelly left it in a place where he could never go back.

The contents of the box are finally ready.

Ling Shang should also keep that promise and go to the place called Fengchidu.

And then ...... What you owe to Yanagi should be paid back to him.

Until then, though, he still has some trouble to deal with.

It's really annoying, why didn't Mo Yun drown in Menghuai Lake that day?

He was ashamed of Mo Yun; He has committed so many intolerable sins, and no one has ever made him feel guilty like Mo Yun.

If she died, he wouldn't have to feel guilty.

But now, Ling Shang couldn't let her die—because she was the one the guy had fought so hard to save her......

Ling Shang changed into a white robe and came to the Drunken Immortal Tower in the city.

His sense of smell has always been sharp.

The short sword that fell into the courtyard that night had a small "swastika" engraved on the blade.

On that letterhead, there was a shallow smell of wine and meat.

If it is the act of Hua Yao, then the letterhead should be filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the blade of the sword should not leave a symbol that can imply identity.

Ling Shang searched in the city for a few days, and finally found the smell that matched his memory.

Zuixianlou is not a simple restaurant, but a fireworks.

Seeing Ling Shang, a stunner whose appearance was even more exciting than that of Oiran, the beauties and guests of the Drunken Immortal Mansion were silent for a while.

There were two girls with weak bodies who fainted directly.

The shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Building also boasts that she has countless readers, and she can deal with even the stunning colors of Hua Yao and Hua Cuo calmly.

But the ...... in front of you Regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, if he can stay in her Drunken Immortal Building, he will not have to worry about it in the next life.