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At the beginning of the morning, the sky was cloudless and the blue waves were mighty

Qingxiang City

Because of the assistance from all sides, it has received huge human resources, and after more than two months of reconstruction, it has restored its original scale, prosperity, and even the flow of people is much more than before, and the flow of people in the city is like a tide, and the noise is endless

Then

Standing in front of the city gate was a young man in a dark robe

The young man is handsome and extraordinary, but his clothes look extremely plain, and he doesn't give people any special feeling, even if he looks passable, he will definitely not be eye-catching in this Qingxiang City

And this young man was Ling Tianyu after he came out

Looking at the Qingxiang City in front of him, which had been restored to the old or even more brilliant, Ling Tianyu smiled and looked like it was developing as expected, all forces were trying their best to show favor to Tianxiang Pavilion, but what made Ling Tianyu speechless was that there was a huge statue in front of the city gate, and that statue was very similar to Ling Tianyu's previous disguised appearance

The difference was that there was a little more majesty and coldness in the statue, and a fierce beast sat with a long sword in his hand, and the fierce god was carved with angry eyes, and a large crowd gathered under the statue, looking up at the statue with respect

"This can't be me, which prawn sculpted it for me, it's too unusual, and I'm not so fierce," Ling Tianyu muttered depressedly

"Master, you haven't shown your true appearance, this sculpture is naturally not like you," Xiao Sheng quipped: "But master, you are really famous this time, the people in this city regard you as a hero, it seems that your retreat has caused a lot of alarm in this Western State."

"Hero, fortunately, I didn't show my true appearance, I got such a show, my true identity is not allowed to tell the whole world," Ling Tianyu shook his head and sighed, but now it is indeed Ling Tianyu's true appearance, but there are many differences from his appearance when he participated in the pharmacist conference

Thinking of Ling Tianyu, he walked towards the city

As you pass by the city gates, you can clearly hear some conversations

"Is this the little heavenly lord, I really hope to see him himself"

"Lord Che Xiaotian, but we are the big hero of Qingxiang City, which is what you can see as an idle person."

"The strong are the real strong"

"No, he is our hero and the patron saint of our Qingxiang City"

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As everyone knows, the heroes that these people feared are really passing by them, but no one knows that the heroes they worship in their hearts have appeared in front of them

Ling Tianyu shook his head helplessly, but he was worshiped as a hero, and his heart satisfied his little vanity, and he smiled secretly: "Hehe, it's actually quite good to be regarded as a hero."

As Ling Tianyu asked, passers-by went to the Imperial Wind Pavilion

This time when he returned to Qingxiang City, Ling Tianyu was not in a hurry to go to Tianxiang Pavilion, but wanted to see a friend, but more than two months had passed, and Ling Tianyu didn't know if the person was still there

Soon I came to the outside of the Imperial Wind Pavilion

The Seven Halls of the Dark Night Hall, one of the Seven Halls of the Secret Gate, are ranked fourth

It can be said that the Yufeng Pavilion is the largest of the seven pavilions, divided into four floors, one is an ordinary gambling house, the second floor is the gambling room, the third floor is the place of wine, and the last floor is the VIP living room, and the consumption is not as monotonous as the previous gambling pavilion

The power of the Imperial Wind Pavilion is also very mysterious in Qingxiang City, and the people on the Pavilion Master Zang Peng Road call it a poisonous top, and it is a ruthless character, although the Dark Night Hall ranks fourth in the seven halls inside the secret door, but the strength of its pavilion master Zang Peng is second only to the hall master, and he has the cultivation of the True Martial Eightfold Realm

At this time, Ling Tianyu was standing outside the huge attic, although he had experienced the great tribulation of Qingxiang City and the Imperial Wind Pavilion had also suffered a lot of losses, but the time of more than two months had already recovered

For example, almost everyone is welcome in places such as the Imperial Wind Pavilion, and you can see the people coming and going, and the ** is endless, and you can clearly hear the noise coming from inside and outside the pavilion

Unable to help but say, Ling Tianyu stepped into the first floor, and the noise inside the gambling house was so loud that he thought that the person he wanted to see would not be on the first floor, nor would he be on the second floor

Thinking about Ling Tianyu, he walked towards the third floor

On the third floor, it is much quieter, and there are terraces with flowers and foliage singing and playing music on the terraces, which is pleasing to the eye, and the people on this floor are all dressed in noble clothes, and it is obvious that ordinary people can hardly afford to spend here

"Hello, may I ask if Childe can book a table," a flower-like woman greeted her with a smile, although Ling Tianyu was dressed in a general way, but in places like the Imperial Wind Pavilion, there are inevitably some noble and low-key people, so in a place like the Imperial Wind Pavilion, there will be no snobbish people who look down on people with dogs' eyes

"Hehe, no, I'm a foreigner, can I take a look around first," Ling Tianyu said with a smile

"Oh, okay, if you need anything, please call the Lun family," the woman left humbly, politely, and with interest

"Not bad," Ling Tianyu secretly praised this Imperial Wind Pavilion, which felt quite comfortable, and the service was very thoughtful, and Ling Tianyu walked around

It is very large, with hundreds of tables, and each table is separated by some distance, so that it will not be too crowded, and there are a mixture of people and dragons, there are men and mercenaries, there are also children of nobles, and even some people with strange identities, Ling Tianyu, who is talking carefully in private, seems to have an ordinary identity, and naturally will not arouse people's interest

And Ling Tianyu was also not interested in these people, walking around, his face was slightly disappointed, and when he thought that person had left Qingxiang City, his eyes suddenly fell on the corner of an inconspicuous window sill

There was a young man in white who was sitting alone, with a face like a crown of jade, and clear eyebrows, a rare beautiful man, with a pot of wine and two wine glasses in front of the table, sitting there, as if waiting for something, and a sense of loneliness and fatigue were faintly revealed in his expression

The young man sat here, giving people a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and that extraordinary and unique temperament looked like a leisurely Confucian scholar

At a glance, that young man was quite different from the white boy that Ling Tianyu had seen, and the aura in this young man's body was very restrained, and even made Ling Tianyu unclear about the truth and the void

Ling Tianyu's face was shocked, his eyes were half squinted, and the corners of his mouth outlined a special smile, and he walked towards the young man's body

The young man who was in a state of distraction and contemplation instantly sensed Ling Tianyu's arrival, and when he saw Ling Tianyu for the first time, his deep gaze bloomed with a strange flash, and there was a deep doubt hidden in the depths of his eyes

"Can you sit down, friend," Ling Tianyu asked with a smile

"Of course, all sides are friends," the young man raised his hand lightly, smiled, picked up the wine jug, and politely poured the wine glass in front of Ling Tianyu's table full of words, with a Confucian air in between

Ling Tianyu was greatly surprised, and in his heart, he already suspected that the young man in front of him was the person he wanted to see, but now the young man in front of him was quite elegant, not at all like he was deliberately pretending, and the original thoughts in his heart couldn't help but become a little uncertain

But if the idea in his heart was established, then Ling Tianyu had to admire the disguise of this body, which was too clever, and the imitation of the Confucian spirit was vivid, and he was completely a well-cultivated child of a family

At the same time, the young man was also looking at Ling Tianyu slightly, maybe he and Ling Tianyu also had the same doubts in their hearts, and it was precisely because of this that the young man did not refuse to sit with Ling Tianyu

After stabilizing his emotions, Ling Tianyu seemed to be Gujing Wubo, picked up the wine glass, drank the empty wine heartily, and suddenly rushed into the liver and intestines, and suddenly rushed into a warm blood, as if he was in the battlefield, his blood was boiling, there was really a kind of pride, but after the wine was hot, there was a sad feeling, and there was really a kind of sadness of the unsuccessful ambition

Ling Tianyu savored it carefully, intoxicated with wine, and didn't expect that there would be such good wine in this world

"This wine is a tear battlefield, it is a signature wine in the Imperial Wind Pavilion, I don't know what Brother Tai thinks," the young man smiled slightly, his star-like eyes stared at Ling Tianyu tightly, as if he wanted to see Ling Tianyu through

"Tearful battlefield, haha, a tearful battlefield," Ling Tianyulang laughed, simply picked up the wine jug by himself, and heartily re-entered a glass, comprehending the meaning of the wine, and couldn't help but groan: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo laughed at the ancient times, and came to fight a few people."

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, and a few people came to fight in the past," the young man's face was stunned, and his mind seemed to have been silently recited several times at once, and he was greatly stunned, and then looked at Ling Tianyu's eyes with strange brilliance, and he hugged his fists with appreciation: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled at the ancient times, and came back to fight a few people, and a good poem is really a quatrain, and the Taiwanese literature is outstanding, and it is really admirable."

"Where, where" Ling Tianyu shook his hand very forcefully, but he was deeply touched, accidentally stole the verses of the ancients in the previous life, and then poured another glass, raised his hand and smiled: "Haha wine, a thousand cups of confidants, less for you, I don't ask the name, how about a drink together."

"It's really wonderful to have a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, so I'll drink a glass with you when I say this," the young man praised and laughed again and again, and a pride arose in his heart, picking up the wine glass, and the wine glass in Ling Tianyu's hand touched it crisply, and then drank it together

And those people not far away, it may be Ling Tianyu, their momentum is suddenly too loud, and they can't help but attract their attention, but seeing that the two of them seem to be literati, they disdain to cast contempt, feeling that Ling Tianyu and they are really too forced, how can literati and Confucian scholars be worthy of talking about this good wine

After all, in this world of advocating martial arts, the status of literati is very low, but if you deceive some innocent little girls, literati will also have a very strong lethality