Luo City, 400 kilometers away from Yuancheng, 421 high-speed distance. The prefecture-level city of Nam Ha Province was once the central area of Nam Ha Province, but later became a city bordering other provinces due to the change of dynasties.

A city with a long history, thirteen dynasties once established their capitals here. In ancient times, the Central Plains region was talking about the area to the west of Nanhe Province and Dongshan Province, and the center of the Central Plains was Luo City.

Walking in the city, you can see historical traces everywhere and a strong cultural atmosphere everywhere. Here, it is not uncommon to wear ancient costumes on the street, and there is even a complete costume design industry chain here, which makes the original cumbersome and complex ancient costumes simple and beautiful.

In the past, his impression of Luo City was only the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties, beef soup, peony cakes, pulp noodles, noodle soup, soup without turning, water mat and other delicacies.

emmm.... And in some parks, dozens of pieces... Ahem, ahem. This is pure hearsay, and it is all nonsense from boring people!

！！ Zi Feile didn't dare to drive the poppy beauty's car, so he specially asked the second child in the bedroom to borrow a large space SUV suitable for sports.

Let's just say that the festival value can't be too low, otherwise it will really be struck by lightning.

"Let's find a place to change into a proper outfit, shall we?" Zi Feile looked out through the car window, just after entering the city, there were more than a dozen costume shops on a small street.

The young people who came and went on the street were also wearing modified costumes. It's no wonder that the city is already steeped in antiquity, so it's only fitting to host a variety of 'cosy' exhibitions.

"Archaic style... Riman...."Zi Feile summed it up in his heart, and finally a certain face appeared in his mind.

The atmosphere here is not suitable for the Romance Swordsman, but the real masquerade is ever-changing, and there is always one that suits it.

A clothing store.... The proprietress who is still charming in her thirties has measured Zi Feile's size, but she has only an arm-length waistline, and she has been measuring it for a few minutes.

"Eldest sister, can you hurry up, I have an appointment." Zi Feile rolled his eyes, his face full of helplessness.

You don't hide it all the time, if you were a gender swap, you would have been exploded on the Internet a hundred times, a hundred times, okay!

"Eh, right away." The proprietress reluctantly touched a handful of Feile's big muscles, turned around and wrote down the data on the paper.

"Brother, the scholar's uniform is not suitable for you, besides, I think you are preparing a sword, right?" Zi Feile held a wooden embroidered spring knife of a completely different style from the Japanese knife in his hand, which was used to hide people's eyes and ears.

"It's a saber, can you hurry up, sister?" On the mobile phone, the 'baby' kept urging, it is estimated that it has landed, and he is anxious to see the father of the gold owner.

"I'll recommend a set to you, you don't care, it's not good-looking, you don't need money!" The proprietress made a phone call, then twisted her waist and went to the back warehouse to look for clothes.

"Tut-tut, tiger-backed bee waist mantis legs, this is a figure that only exists in books!" The tiger's back bee waist mantis legs refer to the ancient criteria for selecting brocade guards, in fact, there is another one, which must be like a crown of jade.

In fact, the original words are: crane potential mantis. Using animals to personify people, it is a metaphor for a slender figure and a good demeanor. After all, he is on an errand at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and his appearance is not good enough.

It just so happens that Zi Feile has thick arms and broad shoulders, a thin waist and no fat, and obvious abdominal muscles. It can be said that the body proportion is extremely good, and the legs are thick and layered, the calves are thin, the thighs are thick and strong, and there is a sense of strength, which perfectly copes with the smooth mouth.

"Brother Wuji~ People have already changed their clothes, why don't you come yet." On the other end of the phone, I could faintly hear the voices of many women.

"Okay, I'll be over right here." Hung up the phone, and while the proprietress hadn't come out of the warehouse yet, Zi Feile glanced at the mountains that were swirling in the clouds.

Shanma TownShanma Town, this mountain character, is the mountain in front of you. Turning over this mountain, there is a small town at the foot of the mountain, which is the former mountain horse town.

If you drive or ride a bicycle, it is estimated that it will take dozens of kilometers, but if you climb over the mountain...

"Brother, come, take a look, what a good flying fish suit, just take advantage of your figure, face and temperament!" The proprietress had a brisk voice from behind.

Zi Feile turned his head and saw a gilded flying fish suit with a black base. It is indeed finely worked, the patterns on it are lifelike, and it looks like the materials are excellent.

The only fly in the ointment is that the thin layer of plastic film on the outside is covered with dust.

“......”

"Let's just say, this sister, you can be regarded as the wrongdoer, at least you have to put it on hold for a year and haven't sold it, right?" I said, just buy clothes, you need to pull me to boast, you are waiting for me here!

...... At night, in the dark, Zi Feile opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head slightly, and looked out the window past the sleeping female anchor.

Through the curtains, you can still see the neon flashes outside, and I believe that if it weren't for the excellent soundproofing of the room, the noise would have been thrown in.

Zi Feile pulled the female anchor's arm away, got up, and put on the flying fish suit one by one.

"Brother Wuji? Where are you going? The female anchor seemed to be awake in a daze, and turned over a sentence.

"Can't sleep, go out and have some drinks." Zi Feile casually found a reason.

"Huh? Then I'll get up too. So saying, she got up and dressed, as if she wanted to accompany her. Zi Feile.... One thing to say, this female anchor is much more dedicated, she is trapped like this, and she insists on accompanying me to drink wine.

It's a pity that sister, brother doesn't really want to drink.

"You sleep with you, you go with me, what the hell do you want to do with my sister!"

"....." As the last button was fastened, Zi Feile threw out a step of banknotes. Needless to say, the female anchor probably knew what it meant, casually stuffed the money under the pillow, and fell asleep again.

Zi Feile went to another room, left the mobile phone communicator or something, and went out with cash. Wearing a flying fish costume on a big night is naturally a bit weird, and it can attract all kinds of attention wherever you go.

But that's what Zi Feile wants. Look, remember this dress, remember this face, remember this knife, now I'm going to the bar.

I picked a bar with a late opening day, and was just about to enter the door, but I was confronted with an iron bump.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt you, didn't I? I'm a big man! The person who came was polite and apologized again and again, but no matter how Zi Feile heard it, he had the meaning of showing off.

It's like a playful kid who has just gotten a new toy and wants to announce it to the world.

"Arthur, get out of here, how can we get through if you're blocking the door!"

"That's it!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't let me stab your again!" As Arthur the Iron Pimple stepped out of his seat, two women and two men stepped out.

A boy who plays an elf shooter, and a boy who carries a gun. A coolly dressed big sister, holding a book in her hand and pretending to be a red-haired Lori's young lady.

Zi Feile: "......" transcendent aggregation law, rubbing, is it so spiritual? Also, is this agricultural content a little higher?

！！ ------ digression------ and a wave of bigwig py