Since ancient times, the southern part of the dynasty has often been more economically prosperous than the northern part of the dynasty due to various factors.

But the Splendid Dynasty was a special exception, and in terms of the richness of the people's daily lives, it was better in the north than in the south.

It is said that the location of the palace of Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain, is located in the north for this reason.

What's more, I feel that maybe it is precisely because of the northern land, with his invincible Heavenly God Mountain Villa, Master Ling, that this land can be so fertile and full, everyone can live and work in peace and contentment, and there is no worry about disasters and famines!

Ling Pu is not a dumb kind of prince, and he has never believed in this kind of typical sycophancy, but it is indeed difficult not to admit that in the northern part of the dynasty, between the feudal palaces and the people everywhere, there is indeed a vague state of "mutual help and mutual benefit".

You help me, I'll help you.

It's very mysterious, and I can't explain it clearly.

If I really want to take an example, I have to mention the big city called Qinhuai.

The land in the north is relatively dry, and rivers are scarce, and this city is very rare to be built on the edge of a river called "Huaishui".

It is rumored that there was a famous violinist with superb skills here, who was grief-stricken because of emotional injury, and wept bitterly for three days and three nights on the bank of the Huai River, and played the piano continuously while crying, and the moment when the sound of the piano ended, that is, the time when the violinist committed suicide after crying blindly.

It is precisely because there is a poignant and sad allusion that has been praised for a hundred years, this city near the water was named "Qinhuai" by the emperors of the past.

This city is full of good scenery, you can walk along the water, enjoy the beauty and delicacy of Huaishui, cultivate sentiment, and in the city, there are many places for entertainment and play, which can be described as countless, and the prosperity is almost no longer under the national capital.

Because it is not too far from the mansion of the Ling Clan's Shenyuan Domain, it is closer to the Tianshen Villa than the capital of the Son of Heaven, so Master Ling Puling has contributed a lot of material and financial resources to the development of the city.

It is no exaggeration to say that at least one-third of the buildings in the city of Qinhuai have something to do with the Ling family!

On this day, Ling Zhen and the eighth sister Ling Xiaoxiao came to this famous Qinhuai City together, and as soon as they entered the city, they went to play many places of interest in the city, such as the Flying Bird Tower, such as the Sage Temple, and other places have left the footprints of the two sisters and brothers.

After playing all day, the sun was about to set, and the two of the Ling family found a high-class restaurant in the city, two rooms, and simply lived there, which was regarded as resting, and they would continue to rush tomorrow.

At night, twilight completely envelops this famous city that is lit up day and night.

Due to the relatively hot weather, even in the middle of the night, the room was still not very ventilated, Ling Zhen, as a cultivator, had worked hard in the ruins of the Red Refining for four years, so he didn't mind this.

It should have been like the playful Sister Xiaoxiao, who was tired from the journey for a day, and fell asleep in the house, so that she could take a rest.

But Ling really couldn't sleep.

The stuffy air is only part of the equation, but the more important point is that this city is somewhat unique.

This is a place that claims to have the largest number of liquor stores in the dynasty, and the four words "night sheng song" seem to be used specifically to describe the city.

In such a bustling place, how could Ling Zhen not enjoy a night?

With his head on the pillow and falling asleep, wouldn't it be too much to live up to the good night?

So, he released the "dead girl" who had been locked up in the secret realm of returning to the ruins for a long time.

The daughter of Xiao Nianbei, the national teacher of Baolin, Xiao skirt.

Xiao Skirt, a girl dressed in black, was summoned by Ling Zhen, who was wearing a bracelet on her wrist, from inside the bracelet of the Red Refining Ruins, to the room of the restaurant.

As soon as she came out, she was speechless, and immediately looked at the great enemy Ling Zhen with vicious eyes like a thousand knives.

This woman surnamed Xiao went from being iron-clad to having to reveal the truth, and it took less than half an hour.

In the dimly lit interrogation room by Ling Zhen, he used extremely vicious methods to extract confessions, coercing and luring an undercover agent buried deep in the Tianshen Villa.

is her father Xiao Nianbei's beloved apprentice in the early years, the head of the twelve gods under the pseudonym "Sky Star Lingwei Yuan" - Xiao Lingwei.

If it weren't for Ling Zhen's clever methods, coupled with his young age and decisiveness, Lingwei Yuan, the extremely precious "dark line" for the restoration of Baolin Kingdom, would not have been dug up so early and completely eradicated.

That incident of killing the Sky Star was a glorious deed that Ling Zhen could repeatedly praise, and as soon as he came out, he successfully swept away a traitor who had been in ambush for more than ten years, and contributed his important strength to the villa.

And for the extremely poor girl Xiao Skirt, the result of that forced confession was an out-and-out huge shame!

She herself was very angry with herself, why could she be so unbearable with the severe pain and humiliation, so she contributed the information so easily.

killed his father's beloved apprentice Xiao Lingwei, so that the last hope of recovering the country was completely annihilated, and Baolin's country was completely destroyed!

In the red refining ruins of thousands of miles of red land, Xiao Skirt committed suicide several times, but always when she was about to die, she was stopped by Xu Baiyan, the master of the ruins who had cultivated superbly.

Forced to survive, day by day, survival to this day, life is better than death.

Living, not what Xiao Skirt wants.

Death is liberation!

At this time, on the second floor of the hotel, in this high-grade guest room with only two people, Ling Zhenwu sat comfortably on the edge of the big bed with Erlang's legs crossed.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the girl Xiao skirt standing in front of him, wearing a black dress, which highlighted the fair-skinned Xiao skirt even more.

On the contrary, Xiao Skirt stood straight, her eyes were sharp, and she stared directly at Ling Zhen, the eldest young master of the mountain villa.

She knows better than anyone that the outstanding-looking young man in the green robe in front of her is the number one enemy of Baolin Country and the only son of Ling Pu, the king of the Shenyuan Domain of the Splendid Dynasty.

That time, she used the talisman, hid in the top-grade stone spirit beast, and risked her life to sneak into the Tianshen Villa where the palace was located, not for anything else, just to assassinate the No. 1 Tianzi disciple in this world.

Kill Ling Zhen and let the Ling family completely cut off their roots!

But she failed, and greatly misestimated the strength of this Shenyuan Shizi, not only did she fail to succeed in one fell swoop, but she also took in a compatriot Ling Weiyuan who was very close to her.

"What do you want to do when you call me out of the ruins so late?"

Xiao Skirt faced the eldest young master of the Ling family and asked coldly without the slightest temperature.

Ling Zhen crossed his arms, his expression relaxed, looking at the woman in black who had been locked up by him for a long time, and his mouth snorted twice, "You, you, yours, there are really no rules, forgot what to call me?" Brother Ling, do you remember? You have to shout me these three words, and I'll listen to them. ”

Xiao Skirt was expressionless and didn't open her mouth to speak, as if there was no difference between Ling Zhen and fart.

"Hey, sure enough, after being accepted as a disciple by Sister Xu, the whole person is a lot tougher."

Ling Zhen no longer held his arms, rubbed his hands, pretended to be vicious, like a wolf and tiger in the forest, and said in a calm voice, "I took off all the clothes on my body one by one, or obediently called me 'Brother Ling', you can choose one of these two paths......

Seeing that Xiao Skirt was still silent, Ling Zhen snorted, and simply stood up from the top of the bed, stretched out his two paws, and walked towards the girl in black.

At this moment, Xiao Skirt was really scared, her face turned pale, and she hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Don't, don't!" I'll shout, I'll just shout, Ling ...... Brother Ling. ”

"What? What are you calling me? ”

Ling Zhen put his palm on one of his ears, "Be louder, my ears are not good, I can't hear clearly!" ”

Xiao Skirt took a deep breath, and she tried her best to amplify her voice: "Brother Ling! ”

At this moment, Ling Zhen was already standing in front of Xiao Skirt.

The smile on his face gradually became thicker, and his demeanor could be described in a brilliant way, Ling Zhen kept looking at this Baolin Country woman who had just been accepted as an apprentice by Xu Baiyan, the master of the Red Refining Ruins.

Xiao Skirt still stood in place and didn't move, but she was stared at by the "demon" of the Ling family of the Splendid Dynasty at the moment, with such a gaze, and her intuition told her that there must be nothing good!

Ling Zhen put his hands behind him, no longer looking at people, but suddenly straightened his waist, about half a head taller than the girl in black.

Then he took a step and came to the window in the house, and looked into the distance, the lights were shining, and it was a "city that never sleeps" where everyone was happy.

Xiao Skirt was a little at a loss, just standing in her original position in a daze, looking stunned.

It was as if the acupuncture points around the body were fixed, like a person made of wood, motionless.

Ling Zhen has actually invested a lot of resources in this famous sleepless city called Qinhuai since he was a child, and has a certain degree of longing and fascination.

I want to see what kind of life the people in this city are.

What kind of dreamlike wanton pleasure, drunken dreams and deaths are they illuminating the endless lights of their day and night?

It's just that for various reasons, even if Qin Huai has a lot of relationship with the Ling clan of the vassal king, Ling Zhen, the eldest son of the Ling family, has never had the opportunity to play here.

Therefore, this time, I arrived in the city in person, and I had a good night at night, and I couldn't pay for it by mistake.

Otherwise, it is easy to be full of regrets, and you will not sleep well!

Suddenly, Ling Zhen, who was standing by the window, no longer felt emotional, but turned his head.

He narrowed his long, graceful eyes as he looked at the "wooden man" standing in the room, shouted hey, and then asked.

This question almost made the daughter of the Xiao family collapse emotionally on the spot!

Ling Zhen just used a very plain and gentle, but obviously meaningful tone, and asked Xiao Skirt, "Would you like to spend tonight with me?" ”