The heavenly street is bleak, the moon is beautiful, the spotted bamboo is swaying, like a meteor crossing, pouring all over the quiet place.

The boy who shook the fan was personable, and the young man with the sword was heroic. Two pairs of bright eyes like Baoyu swept lightly, sweeping Chen Yu's face full of vicissitudes, just like the righteous Ge descended from heaven, judging Chen Yu's sins all over his body.

After a long time, Li Wangchen retracted his gaze, shook his head and said, "Brother Yang, there is a better way to solve this matter, I don't want to kill too much." ”

After that, he took out a thick account book in his clothes, held it up in front of him, and said to Chen Yu: "Lord Prefect, if you agree to my conditions, I will pass this account book that records your corruption and perversion of the law to the state government, see what you do!"

Chen Yushun Li Wangchen's hand, looked at the familiar account book, his body trembled suddenly, as if he was ten years old in an instant, he paced stupidly, and said, "This ...... Alas, that's it, this government promised the young man's conditions, you let me go quickly. ”

Li Wangchen nodded, lifted Chen Qingyun over, and said in a deep voice: "Those who know the times are handsome, and the prefect must remember to lead by example and serve the people justly." I put this account book away, so as not to change the prefect's fortune. ”

Chen Yu hugged Chen Qingyun, and for a while he was in tears, his face was full of vicissitudes, and he nodded in agreement.

"In this way, then this matter is over!Brother Yang, follow me to Fengyu Tower and rescue those poor women!"

A rooster crowed, and the two disappeared into Chen's mansion in the night.

As the name suggests, it is the land of fireworks.

The lights are lit in front of the door, and there are seven or eight welcoming women standing in front of the door, wearing a light gauze covering the body, lining the figure of Miaoman, in this place of red lights, it is easiest to lure people to depravity and primitiveness. Three or two drunk men, each holding two women in their arms, Qingqing I walked in.

On the street in the middle of the night, two handsome men came, dressed in white gauze, with extraordinary bearing. The older man held a peach wood fan lightly, his hair hung down with green silk, his pace was gentle, his clothes were fluttering, and his body revealed an elegant atmosphere. The young man walked arbitrarily and chicly, carrying the Qingfeng sword, his hair curled on the top, holding wine in his hand and sipping slowly, smiling seductively and uninhibited.

The two of them walk together, with a thousand temperaments, spring orchids and autumn chrysanthemums, like a beautiful scenery under this month. Some people peep through the paper window, and some people lean on Qihu to watch, silent.

A pear blossom presses a begonia, and it can't count the spring and autumn fruits.

Huo Ran, Yang Jingyu stopped, glanced at the place of fireworks, his face was unnatural, and he hesitated: "Brother Li, I think I'm still waiting for you here!"

"Haha!"

Li Wangchen laughed loudly, and immediately understood Yang Jingyu's difficulties, he pulled Yang Jingyu's sleeve and said with a smile: "Brother Yang is very afraid, good man, when you are determined to be in the Quartet, the land of fireworks, you can also sleep on the pillow seat, go with me!"

If Yang Jingyu didn't say anything more, he pulled it to the front of Fengyu Tower.

"Ouch, the two sons who are so handsome, please come in, please come in!"

The old bustard who shook the screen fan twisted his waist, his eyes lit up, and the fan called: "Girls, hurry up and greet the two sons!"

A group of women with heavy makeup exclaimed, twisted the waist of the willow Xiaoman, muttered cherry fan, curled Tingting, and flocked to it.

Yang Jingyu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly hid behind Li Wangchen, refusing: "Brother Li, look at the basket you poke, quickly call this group of girls away!"

Li Wangchen opened his mouth to laugh, and suddenly leaned to the ground, really laughing so much that he couldn't help himself.

"Brother Li!"

Yang Jingyu called urgently, his cheeks slightly red.

The three or two women grabbed the corner of his clothes, Tulan in his ear, charming and moving, and whispered softly: "Son, you are so handsome!"

"Alright, alright, it's time to get down to business!"

Li Wangchen looked at Yang Jingyu, who was at a loss, a burst of red light flashed across his face, he couldn't hold back a smile, and said seriously: "Girls, leave first, where is the bustard?"

The old bustard smiled, waved his fan, lifted his skirt and walked awkwardly, smiled with his eyebrows, and said sourly: "The two sons are not satisfied, I have a lot of girls in Fengyulou, all of them look like a water spirit, I will call the girls upstairs to come out, and let the two sons choose." ”

Li Wuchen shook his head, but the old bustard misunderstood what he meant, so he said: "Old bustard, the two of us are here to ask you to hand over the deed of sale of these girls and let them go home!"

When the old bustard heard this, his face changed abruptly, he shook his fan, suddenly changed his face, and said viciously: "That is to say, you two are here to stir up trouble." Come on, get them out!"

Li Wangchen looked up and saw a number of men coming with sticks, and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly: "It seems that it is not possible to take out some color." Brother Yang was so aggrieved just now, it's better for you to take action and filter the qi in your chest!"

"Well, I'm really just a thug at this point!"

Yang Jingyu stood with his fan closed, his face returned to calm, he raised his hands lightly, and a stream of true qi overflowed, and before the group of men could touch the bodies of the two, they were thrown out by this powerful true qi.

The old bustard was startled, and was about to run away with his skirt, Li Wuchen seized the opportunity, drew his sword behind her, and said in a deep voice: "If you want to run, no way, if you don't hand over the girls' deeds of sale today, I will be the first to kill you!"

The old bustard's body trembled, knelt on the ground in horror, and begged: "Two young heroes, I will hand over their deeds of sale, and beg you to let me go." ”

Yang Jingyu bowed his hand and thanked him: "In this way, then it will trouble you!"

In the Fengyu Building, dozens of women with good looks and figures stood around a banquet, their eyes were colorful, staring at the two people in the banquet and talking. Li Wangchen took a sip of flower wine, and Yang Jingyu felt very twisted, so he had to close his eyes and fake sleep, not seeing this place of fireworks. The old bustard was prostrate on the ground, the frightened look on his face did not recede, the Qingfeng sword in Li Wangchen's hand, three points out of the sheath, the cold light was dignified, facing her neck, she had lived for decades, and she had never felt that time was as long as it was in front of her.

A man in the shape of a man hurriedly brought a stack of thick deeds of sale, carefully placed them in front of Li Wangchen and the others, and then retreated far away.

Li Wangchen nodded, got up and looked at the group of smoky women, and said slowly: "I know that many of you were coerced by Chen Qingyun to come, and now the two of you are here to return your freedom." Chen Qingyun was cut off by me, the county order has reached an agreement with us, you girls don't have to worry, you can tear up your deed of sale, go home, and live a good life in the future. ”

Girls, you look at me, I look at you. Most of them knelt on the ground, sobbing and thanking them for saving their lives.

A small number of people stood still, their faces unsightly, whispering. After a while, a woman stood up from it, and said: "I've been waiting in this Fengyu Building for a long time, and I don't know how to live after I go back, if I want to leave, it will cut off our way of life!"

Li Wangchen paused, lowered his head and took a sip of wine, looked at Yang Jingyu, and said helplessly: "They are forced by life and are unwilling to leave!"

"Alas!"

Yang Jingyu opened his eyes and sighed: "I have to follow their wishes, if you want to stay, you will stay, and those who do not stay will take the silver from the Fengyu Mansion treasury and leave." ”

The money-loving old bustard showed reluctance, but he didn't dare to make a noise, so he had to distribute the silver taels stored in the treasury with a group of women who wanted to leave, and send them away!

The Fengyulou incident was revealed, spread all over the streets and alleys, and was praised as a good story.

The next day, the sky was clear, the wind was gentle, the grass was lush, the sky was floating through a few clouds, and the leisurely shepherd sang like a natural sound, accompanied by the sound of the brass bell on the horse, passed into the distance.

At this time, the shopkeeper of the Hongchen Inn was carrying a bag of heavy broken silver, and he was overjoyed, it can really be said that he lost the harvest of the East, with this money, the inn can be repaired and expanded.

Outside Falling Cloud City!

Huang Yanchen's face was pale, holding the account book handed over by Li Wangchen, looking at the carriage that was moving away in the distance, and he didn't move for a long time.

"Thank you!"

Putting the account book in his shirt, Huang Yanchen turned around and walked towards the open city gate. The sun cast a ray of light, and the soldiers guarding the gate began to sweat on their faces and raised their hands to wipe it away. In the sky, a falcon flew by, its eyes widened in anger, and it suddenly leaned down.

A few days later, the carriage drove through the desert, and vaguely saw the snow-capped mountains towering in the distance, stretching for thousands of miles, as far as the eye could see. Further on, there is the Yaochi area.

The land of Yaochi, with a radius of thousands of miles, is desert and lonely, with wind and snow pillows, and the climate is extremely cold. Legend has it that this place is a magical area, the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, the clouds and mist are shrouded, and the aura is rich, and it is the place of divine hope for the cultivators. Because of this, many spirit beasts have been derived, and their strength is so strong that ordinary monks really dare not go there.

Located in the center of Yao Chi, one day is a holy place, countless hot spring pools are located in the middle, the pool water is blue and clear, and the clear sky is a few points. From a distance, it looks like a pearl dotted between heaven and earth, dazzling. Immersive, as if in a fairyland, it makes people linger.

Thousands of years ago, the palace master of Yuehua Palace opened a mountain and established a sect here, not more than a hundred years, the sect was in ruins, and it was one of the five major sects in the Kyushu continent, which is known to the world. Only female disciples are accepted under the door, far away from the world, there is the birth of the natural spring water of Yaochi, born without dust, beautiful like a pure lotus, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

So there is another poem circulating on the mainland:

Where to find the Nine Heavens Fairy, it is difficult to return to the dream of Yaochi!

It can be seen from this that the world has a high evaluation of the beauty of the disciples under the Yuehua Palace.

On the railing, Li Wangchen stretched his waist, looked up at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and called the horse to stop.

"Brother Yang, the land of Yaochi is right in front of me, I've been bothering for a long time, don't leave it here! He will return to Silla in the future, and he will definitely come to Kyoto to visit, and then talk about Fengyue!"

The curtain opened, Yang Jingyu walked down slowly, and said lightly: "Brother Li, that spiritual object is in the Tangyimala Snow Mountain in the south of Yaochi, it takes two more days, go here, be careful all the way." ”

Li Wangchen nodded, walked quickly closer to Yang Jingyu, raised his right hand, and handed over a bright smile.

Yang Jingyu understood, and his heart warmed, so he raised his right hand, and the two hands were suddenly clasped together.

The wind gently blew up the clothes of the two, hunted the eyebrows, and the sun was blazing, shining on the faces of the two, as if they were pillowing on cotton wool. At that moment, time seemed to stand still, and the two slender hands clasped together for a long time.

Their friendship is better than a thousand words in a smile, just because this fist is better than the spring breeze ten miles, through the ancient road, engraved on this picturesque grassland.

After a long time, Li Wangchen let go of Yang Jingyu's hand, turned around and said loudly: "Brother Yang, two girls, there will be a period later!"

The figure of the young man, like a knight in the dust, carrying a long sword, striding a meteor, stepping through the mud with the fragrance of grass, disappeared into the long mountains and rivers.

Qishuang was exposed behind Yang Jingyu, smiling with flowers, and staring at the distance! The coldness in the air was a little depressing, and the three of them stood in place, looking at Li Wangchen's disappearing back, and there was a little more loss in their eyes.

Qishuang took a breath and said to Yang Jingyu: "Gongzi Li has already left, Gongzi, please get in the car, I'll continue to hurry!"

Yang Jingyu looked up at the sky, gently opened the peach wood fan, sighed, smiled dumbly, and said reluctantly: "Brother Li is really not used to leaving!"

Qilu nodded in agreement, and said slightly: "Li Gongzi is indeed an extraordinary person, although Qilu doesn't know what he is looking for that spiritual thing, but I still hope that he can find it!"

"Let's go!"

Qishuang Royal Horse, the two got into the car, and Yang Jingyu sat down, closing his eyes and calming down.

In the middle of the world, it was surprisingly quiet. Yang Jingyu suddenly opened his eyes and muttered to himself: "Why do you always feel restless when you meditate today?"

The fan head opened the curtain, Yang Jingyu raised his head slightly, looking at the reckless snow mountain, the cold wind was blowing, a little cold, a little biting. The white clouds are also like a few light strokes of ink, smeared on the horizon, and you can't see how cheerful you are.