A handsome man dressed in a gorgeous black brocade robe with a golden silk dragon pattern embroidered on the cuffs sat in a private room on the second floor of another tavern diagonally opposite the inn, quietly watching the scene that was happening on the street.

This man is tall and slender like a bamboo, exuding a kind of elegance and dignity around his body, white as jade, on his handsome face, his eyebrows are like swords, flying obliquely into the clouds, and his eyes under his eyebrows are like a thousand years of cold pools and snow, escaping a cold and bone-chilling coldness, but they are as bright as stars, so that when people see his eyes, they can't help but indulge in them and can't extricate themselves. Under the nose that is as tall as jade, the ruddy thin lips are gently pursed, and the corners of the lips are always curved with a bit of cold and cruel arc. He wore a black jade crown on his head, and tied up his long, shiny black hair high, condensed and quiet like an abyss.

If the noble elegance of Leng Yufeng is a gentleman who is as gentle as jade, this man's evil flamboyance is another indescribable restrained and arrogant bearing. He is said to be jade, the warmth of jade cannot describe his restraint, and he is said to be bamboo, and the nobility of bamboo cannot describe his dignity. It is jade, bamboo and other extremely noble, gentle and elegant things, in front of him, it is also colorless, without brilliance.

The man had been sitting here for a long time, silent, silent, and a little mysterious.

"Lord, the fourth prince is ......" Behind the mysterious man, a dark guard dressed as a black warrior appeared quietly, looking at the miserable situation of Leng Yufeng, and couldn't bear to speak out.

"Leave him alone." The corners of the man's lips curved slightly, and a touch of coldness flashed in his cold eyes, "You go and inform the mayor of this town and tell you the identity of the envoy of the wind." ”

"Yes." The black-clothed warrior clenched his fist and disappeared on the spot, as if it had never appeared.

The evil man stared at Su Yuqing, who was wearing a hat and sitting at a small square table through the window lattice, a smile appeared on his elegant lips, and he said to himself: "It's actually interesting." ”

"The Lord said so, but he was tempted?" A voice as moist as water sounded abruptly, and in this small private room, I only heard its voice, but I didn't see its person.

The evil man's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he replied lightly: "Are the people of the hermit clan so curious and troublesome? ”

The moist voice was stunned, and then said with a smile: "If the Venerable Lord is reluctant to hurt her, it is too late to change his mind now." ”

The evil man snorted coldly, put away the cold indifference in his eyes, and instead looked at a position with a slight ripple, with a hint of mockery on his lips: "I'm just making a deal with the hidden clan." What's the matter, your patriarch really plans to marry me? ”

As soon as the man's voice fell, his originally warm voice suddenly turned cold: "The lord is too arrogant, our patriarch is beautiful and dignified, gentle and gentle, and I am afraid that I can't find the dragon and phoenix among people?" ”

"In that case, what do I think, what does it matter to you?" The evil man scoffed, then turned his eyes away, ignoring the figure hidden in the shadows.

The hermit also knew that the man was angry, so he stopped provoking and kept silent.

After a while, Li Chang arrived with a sweaty head, and saw a group of women unashamedly surrounding a man, and immediately became angry, shouting to disperse the women. He saw that the man was handsome and elegant, even if his face was blue and stained with sauce, he could not hide the jade and brilliance contained in it, although he was the head of a town, his knowledge was not comparable to that of ordinary fools, and the all-round style of Leng Yufeng made him know that if this matter was not handled well, it was a problem whether his head could be saved.

Just as he was shaking his hands and about to bow down, suddenly a woman pointed at the brocade-robed woman and shouted crisply: "Elder Li, we did this because your granddaughter Yao'er took the lead, she was the first to rush forward, and the lip mark on Yujun's neck was also the first one she left." ”

This identification almost scared the chief to the point of cerebral hemorrhage.

When Leng Yufeng heard this, his face turned from blue to purple. He flicked his sleeves, pushed away the little guy who had come to clean up for him, and walked towards the inn with a cold face. And the chief hurriedly followed, and the brocade-robed woman was afraid that her grandfather would take the blame for herself, so she had to hang her head and follow in.

So, there was a scene seen by the people in the inn.