In today's imperial city, there are many Fang Shi.

His Majesty the Emperor is now in love with Xiu Xian and asked, it has not been a year or two since he ignored the government and politics, although the operation of the entire country has not been substantially affected.

But subtly, the people in the imperial city asked questions about cultivating immortals all day long and issued many decrees that gave preferential treatment to Taoist monks, and the old emperor still made many people feel quite complaining.

Ouyang didn't know how to look at qi, but when he just stood on the city gate and looked down on the city, Ouyang could feel the illusion that the city was already declining.

Sanskrit sounds are lingering, incense mist is wafering in the city, and the whole city is like a believer in the Buddha.

Mortals can't cultivate, even the emperor who is the Ninety-Five Venerable, and the heaven and earth vitality here is so thin that it can't be perceived by the fireworks in the world.

Chang Xiaoyue also told herself that even if she was already a great cultivator in the merger period, her cultivation in the city of millions of people was suppressed to the point of barely building a foundation.

It is conceivable that for monks, the world is not a good place to go, and even monks avoid such places.

Ouyang looked at the most majestic palace in the middle of the imperial city, where the old emperor lived, and it was also the end of a heart-to-heart game arranged by his master for his second child.

"It's a good way, it's a very good way!" Ouyang suddenly popped out of his mind, and a sentence that was often on his lips.

These old guys who have lived for thousands of years have inadvertently laid out a bureau for more than ten years, which is really terrifying!

Ouyang sighed, took out the "Introduction to the Five Elements Escape Method" from his arms, and carefully rummaged through it.

Ouyang read it silently in his mouth a few times, and when he closed the book, he forgot about it, so he could only turn it over and read it again.

While his memory was still fresh, Ouyang put the book in his arms and muttered, "God...... What...... Wuji, give it to the master! ”

In the end, Ouyang gave up chanting the mantra, only remembered the route of the true qi, shouted indiscriminately, and clapped his hands, and the true qi in his body gushed out.

The night sky that was originally full of stars and moon was slowly shrouded in clouds, and the goose-feather-like snow fell steeply.

In just a few minutes, the entire imperial city was covered in heavy snow.

In the heavy snow, Ouyang looked in the direction of Dongshi, where a good show was being staged!

It was supposed to be the time of curfew, but the eastern city of the imperial city was lively.

A huge flower boat appeared on the streets of Higashi City.

It's winter now, but the flowers on the boat are as if they have just been picked.

On the flower boat, the warbler sings and dances, and countless dancing girls dressed in silk and satin swaying on the flower boat.

It's dizzying, and a few simple movements can trigger a surge of male hormones.

On the flower boat full of pink beauties, a woman wearing a scarf sits like a starry moon.

Dressed in a white gauze skirt, she sat elegantly at the top of the flower boat, and her eyes were full of clear innocence.

Like a lotus flower born among a hundred red flowers, it makes people feel holy and elegant!

The goose-feathered snow didn't seem to bear to fall on her, and only swirled around her body.

It's a fairy! Only a fairy can have such a face!

When everyone saw the figure of the girl in white, everyone was stunned, and then burst into amazing cheers.

The flower boat drove slowly on the street, and from time to time melon seeds and peanuts were thrown from the flower boat, and each time it was thrown, it would cause people to scramble.

It seems that as long as you grab the food thrown out, you can feel the residual warmth of the food just now being held by a slender jade hand on the flower boat.

"I'm going to offer these melon seeds!"

"Don't rob! Don't rob it! Don't take it out of my mouth! ”

"Heavy money to buy melon seeds and peanuts, a penny!"

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Compared with the riot under the flower boat, the white-clothed girl sitting in the flower boat had clear stupidity in her eyes, and she looked like the years were quiet.

"Xiao Songsong, when you get to the gate of the palace, put away your murderous aura and do it in the world, for the monk, it is no less than beheading yourself!" Next to the girl in white, Chang Xiaoyue, who was dressed in red, sat beside her and spoke.

The girl in white was Leng Qingsong, who was dressed as a man and a woman, and at this time he was wearing a white dress, sitting in the middle of the flower boat, unable to move.

The golden pill in his body was sealed in the dantian by Chang Xiaoyue in front of him, and he couldn't pull out a trace of strength up and down his body.

Leng Qingsong stared at him, and a sentence came out from the corner of his mouth: "What do you want to do?" Enchantress! ”

"What do I want to do? Don't forget, we were originally engaged husband and wife, and I want to see what the cheap hooves who dare to harass my man look like! Chang Xiaoyue sat next to Leng Qingsong and said angrily.

"She's married!" Leng Qingsong's words were slightly bitter.

A young man like him doesn't know what it means to like it, and this hazy good feeling has not yet been punctured, so hearing that she is married, it is just a little sour.

Chang Xiaoyue looked at Leng Qingsong, who was a little sad and a little sad, and her teeth itched with hatred.

Is white moonshine that hard?

A sentimentally wounded expression?

Chang Xiaoyue was just about to have a seizure, and suddenly remembered what Ouyang Gang had said to herself: "A girl who is less than twenty years old relies on the so-called immortal relationship. can take the initiative to befriend the city lord and take down the young city lord, what do you think she depends on? It's just a high-end green tea. ”

The old emperor hadn't found Leng Qingsong for more than ten years, but suddenly found it this year, and he also arrested all the orphans he knew in Maple Leaf City.

There is not a single traitor here, who believes it!

So who could this traitor be?

Except for Ouyang, who was the child king in Maple Leaf City, this group of orphans has always looked at Xuan'er as the horse's head.

All this is just a game set up by mortals.

When Ouyang heard Chang Xiaoyue calculate that Xuan'er and his party were all in the palace, Ouyang could already confirm that Xuan'er must have reached some kind of deal with the old emperor.

Ouyang, who was standing on the city wall, looked at the flower boat in the distance, and a shameful smile appeared on his face, a mortal who wanted to climb up had calculated to such a point, or she still wanted to climb to a higher level.

Ouyang remembered that when he first met Xuan'er, those eyes with the value of scrutiny were well hidden.

But as Ouyang, who has crossed over, a scheming child is still a little clumsy in the eyes of adults.

"Senior brother, why are you smiling so coldly!" Hu Tutu shrank his head, and he didn't know why the senior brother had to stand on the city wall at night and get drenched in snow.

Ouyang suddenly became interested and asked, "Tu Tu, what do you think of the world?" ”

"It's very lively, it's very interesting, but Tu Tu doesn't like it here, you can't ride paper cranes here, and the air here is smelly!" Hu Tutu wrinkled his nose and spoke.

Ouyang picked up Hu Tutu, patted the snow on the little guy's body, and said softly:

"Does the air stink? Isn't it? It stinks people's hearts! ”