Chinese New Year's Eve, a day for the whole world to celebrate.

A few crows that have survived until now in this cold and unusual winter are croaking weakly on the bare branches, fortunately it is Chinese New Year's Eve, otherwise the skin boys in the Dayan Imperial City will definitely catch them with a net pocket and roast them with a handful of wildfires to eat meat. Dayan is located in the north of the world, and the folk customs are particularly rough. Although it is not as rich as the south side of the Yangtze River, you can also enjoy the different northern scenery until the harsh winter.

When the sun rises on the third pole, the smell of the New Year is strong, and the fragrance of stewed meat wafts together to the city, causing the soldiers who defend the city to wrinkle their noses and sniff non-stop. Some of the soldiers who had been rewarded for the wine hurriedly poured a sip of wine into their throats, and after three or two sips, they were slightly drunk. How can a good Chinese New Year's Eve not drink a bowl? Anyway, no one will take care of such unhappy idle things, and these soldiers can be regarded as having fun in the midst of suffering.

Thundered!

With a loud bang, the originally closed city gate was opened, and several tall jujube red horses rushed out. The horse is a BMW, and the identity of the person sitting on it is even more prominent. There are the most favored concubines of the emperor today, the prince of the East Palace and several princes who are deeply loved by the emperor. Among the three people headed, the big man with a beard on the left side is the general who was buttoned up with a big hat by the court, the right is the prime minister who leans towards the government and the opposition, and the middle-aged man in the yellow robe in the middle is the current saint who has lived in the palace for many years. Taking advantage of the cold wind and howling on the road, there was no one on the road, and it happened that there was no official business on the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, so they were busy and had the idea of going to the Guichan ancient temple outside the imperial city on a whim.

The pedestrian walked and stopped, and the high spirits were not extinguished by the cold wind of the winter night. Just when the group waved their horsewhips and wanted to gallop on their horses, they found a young man in white walking on the official road. The young man lowered his head and hurried forward, not caring about the tall horse on the side, and just walked straight by. Looking at the man in white, the group suddenly became interested and rode towards this side one after another. The man in white noticed it and looked this way, but did not take off the wrap wrapped around his face to keep out the cold, but only opened his slightly narrowed eyes to make himself see more clearly.

The prime minister, who was sitting on the horse, pondered for a moment and said, "Don't come to assassinate the emperor's assassins, or let Weichen meet this strange young man." ”

As soon as the prime minister's voice fell, the general over there touched the beard he had always been proud of, and said-for-tat: "Prime minister, you are good at everything, but sometimes you are too cautious." Besides, this Chinese New Year's Eve is not only our Dayan family, those little cubs of the enemy country are hot with their wives and children, how can they have time to deal with our old men who are cold outside. Even if they had time, they couldn't count that the emperor would leave the imperial city today. ”

When the prime minister heard this, he looked a little displeased, but in the end, he was the prime minister of a country, and his kung fu to nourish his qi could be said to be the pinnacle. Therefore, he took a deep look at this general who had a good relationship in private but really liked to raise the bar with him in front of the emperor, and said lightly: "The general's words are not coarse, maybe I think too much." It's just that I don't know which one of our bosses you are referring to?" Fortunately, the emperor, who had never spoken a word, pinched the opportunity to persuade peace, and joked: "The two of you, one is the prime minister of the dynasty and the head of the civil officials. One is a great general, with heavy troops in his hands, how can he be like two fighting boys who refuse to leave their heads in front of me. As for the young man in white, I just suddenly came to the interest of Weifu for a private visit, and wanted to go over and say a few words of gossip casually. ”

After that, this Dayan Saint spurred his horse and came to the man in white.

Contrary to the emperor's expectations, in the face of the emperor's aura of the superior on his body, the young man in white did not have the slightest stage fright. Looking at the person in front of him carefully, the emperor only felt that this person had a pair of high-quality skin. Although only a pair of eyes are covered by the white cloth that wraps the face, the almond eyes with peach blossoms are really rare, especially the indescribable meaning contained in them, which is really not something ordinary people can have. This son of destiny, who was called the emperor of the Middle-earth Dynasty by the wandering immortals at birth, was inferior to the founding emperor of the Middle-earth Dynasty, and fell behind in front of people for the first time. Especially when he stared at the eyes of the man in white, he only felt that the sky was spinning, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly. The emperor who had paid a private visit looked back at the prime minister and the general, and found the solemnity on their faces. After a moment, he took a deep breath and said to the man in white: "Where is this little brother from, I don't know why he is in a hurry to go to the imperial city late at night on Chinese New Year's Eve?"

The man in white glanced at the somewhat bluffing battle here, and only said a word, and then swept out and disappeared without a trace. When the hot-tempered general saw this, he immediately became angry and shouted: "Isn't this kid despising the imperial power by doing this! I hope Your Majesty will allow me to lead people to search the whole city, and when I catch him, I will behead him for public display." ”

The prime minister seemed to be afraid that the emperor would agree to this tendon general who could only fight and kill, so he hurriedly got off the horse and rushed to the emperor, knelt down with a plop, and said almost with a trace of crying: "Your Majesty, don't look at that young man's age, but maybe he is a disciple of which immortal sect, if you kill those immortals at will, it will be a disaster." Moreover, since that man is willing to wait outside the city, it just shows that he has no intention of becoming an enemy of our Dayan, so how can we lead people to arrest him?"

Saying this, he looked fixedly ahead, and saw the young man in white who had gone and returned for some reason. The general held the hilt of his sword as if he were facing a great enemy, but he did not dare to act rashly, for fear of provoking the other party to strike first and kill their group of people without leaving a piece of armor. Even if the strength of the Great Yan is not outstanding among the four kingdoms of the world, the restraint on those cultivators is not strong, so there are not many masters under his hands who are willing to work hard. If most of it is fought here, he will have no place to cry as an emperor.

However, the young man in white obviously didn't have any murderous intentions, and left again with only one sentence that you have a good eye.

The emperor looked at the figure of the young man like Feihong stepping on the snow and said slowly: "This is what a cultivator should look like, it really makes me fascinated!" After that, he turned his horse's head and raised his whip to leave, and a group of people hurriedly followed when they saw this.

The white-clothed young man who walked up the eaves of the city wall into the imperial city stopped outside a notoriously green alley full of green buildings, and removed the white wrap that covered his face, revealing a rather delicate face. The young man looks like he is not yet in the age of the crown, and his almond eyes are full of peach blossoms, but his face is neither happy nor sad. He took a deep breath, confirmed his direction, and headed that way, only this time at a much slower pace, playing with a snowball in his hand along the way. When he raised his head, he was greeted by a building that looked a little extravagant, with a plaque hanging on it, and the plaque was engraved with two big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dancing. The young man in white frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped in.

As soon as they entered, seven or eight young women with exposed clothes and beautiful faces surrounded them, and whispered to the young man to come in. The old bustard of the Qinglou, who was not too old and came out later, was full of jewels, and when Pu saw the man in white, he posted it and said: "Childe is a new face, it's the right time to come to our Huanlou!"

The boy reached out and gently pushed it away from him, ignoring the business-like old bustard. Instead, he took out a piece of gold ingot and put it in the old bustard's hand, and the old bustard put it away without a trace, and then took the young man's hand and was about to stuff it into his chest. The boy pulled out his hand and shook it lightly twice.

The old bustard, who was immersed in this way for a while, couldn't guess whether the purpose of this person coming to Xunhuanlou was to have fun, but the other party was arrogant, even if he named her to accompany her, he could only agree half-pushed. It's just that she knows all those young people in the imperial city, who is this, why have she never seen them? Before she could think deeply, she saw the young man in white with a face still looking around, as if he was looking for something.

The boy raised his head, trying to find the feeling that the woman surnamed Zhang had said before that his eyes were above the top. It's a pity that it's not all the way, and I can't realize it after all. Immediately, he smiled as if no one was around, probably laughing at himself: "Do you have a beautiful woman surnamed Zhang here, if so, then take me to meet it." ”

Several Qinglou women who had been standing beside them were already swaying when they saw the handsome man in white, and they seemed to have spied a breathtaking light from the man's almond eyes. I can't control myself even more, and I can't wait to pull him into my room to spend the night together. After all, the Qinglou woman has been deeply involved in the world, so she naturally has no scruples in her words. Except for the two men in white who were pulling the arms of the man in white for fear that he would run away, the rest were discussing whether this handsome man with the best skin was a chick or not. The man in white took in all those rumors, although he was also a good woman, but where could he afford such a flirtation? For a while, he could only pretend to be an unmoved saint, just thinking about seeing that person quickly, and quickly understanding the cause and effect of the past.

Although he was old but not decrepit, the old bustard scolded, and after signaling everyone to restrain a little, he answered the young man's question: "A few days ago, there was indeed a woman surnamed Zhang, although her appearance is not bad, but the gap between the beauty and beauty in the mouth of the son is not a star and a half. But there is no pity, although the woman in the Qinglou is not as good as the golden branches and jade leaves outside, the taste is different after all. Men, always have to change their tastes. With that, she gave a look you know, and patted the young man's arm. What the old bustard said is indeed true, but the world is far from being imagined by a young bustard. And the man in white is different, his status was too high before, even if he can be regarded as a mortal now, it is far from being guessed by the people in the market. Unlike then, he has long lost that rebellious intention, but the ruthlessness in his heart is not only there, but also a little heavier.

"Then meet this girl surnamed Zhang. The man in white immediately made a decision, stretched out his right hand and leaned forward, signaling him to lead the way.

The old bustard glanced at the man in white, turned his head and said to a woman with outstanding appearance: Xiao Qi, take our son to meet Miss Zhang. By the way, tell Miss Zhang to serve this son well. “

The Qinglou woman called Xiao Qi stepped forward, grabbed the arm of the man in white and walked forward. The road was full of bright lights, but the man in white never squinted, and was not distracted by those drunken gold fans. Seeing this, Xiao Qi was a little curious, and asked, "I'm afraid that Childe is not here to have fun, right?"

When asked this, the man in white was stunned at first, a little surprised by the intuition of this Qinglou woman, and played with taste: "Do I look so different?"

When Xiao Qiyi heard this, he smiled at the man in white: "Childe, since you entered this Joy Building, your eyes have not stayed on our sisters, how can you be like those hungry ghosts who come to the Qinglou to seek pleasure? ”

The man in white looked at Xiao Qi, the woman in the Qinglou, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, provoking Xiao Qi, who was staring at his eyes, to be stunned for a while. I only hate that I am not the woman surnamed Zhang, and I can't have a lingering love with this son.

"If only I could meet a girl like Xiao Qi at that time. The man in white said half-truths and half-truths, but Xiao Qi didn't take it to heart. Instead, he plucked up his courage and teased, "Isn't it too late to meet Xiao Qi now?" as long as the son is willing." Not only did he not want the son to spend a silver or two, Xiao Qi was also willing to pay out of his own pocket to give a big red envelope. ”

The man in white leaned back on his forehead, a little crying and laughing.

Xiao Qi didn't look up after speaking, he still pulled the man in white and walked forward, but he still had words in his mouth: "The person that Childe wants to see will definitely not be the girl Zhang in our Huanlou, even if it is probably a confused account." But then again, that girl Zhang is not bad, although she is in the Qinglou, she is a clean man after all, she belongs to the kind of art that does not sell her body, just wait for the son to spend money to redeem it, and you can live a good life. The Qinglou woman swallowed a mouthful of saliva here, and then continued to moisten her throat: "But even if that girl can be regarded as a bird, at least there is a little bit of shortcoming......

The man in white couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and couldn't help asking, "Then what do you say about the shortcomings?"

After hearing this, Xiao Qi turned his head and held the graceful scenery on his chest and sent it to the man in white, "Oh, is that girl Zhang comparable to Xiao Qi here?"

Hearing this, the man in white broke his skills in a second, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi, who witnessed everything, naturally smiled coquettishly and said, "Forget it, I won't make fun of my son." Miss Zhang's pavilion is in front, I won't delay your time, remember that the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold!" ”

The man in white who stayed behind walked forward, the wooden plank under his feet creaking because of the erosion of time. He took off his white mink coat to keep out the cold, revealing the unusual texture of the white robe inside.

Placing the mink fur on his arm, he stared ahead for a moment before continuing to take a step. Before coming here, he deliberately chose this long gown that only scholars are willing to wear, what did he want? I'm afraid he himself couldn't understand. He really came here to reminisce as Xiao Qi thought, but more importantly, he wanted to ask the third beauty in the world in person, why he was hiding in the Qinglou in disguise, and why he inserted the ancient sword that had been stinky for thousands of years on his heart lake at that time.

"What are you doing here?" said an ethereal voice from the depths of the courtyard. In an instant, the whole courtyard changed dramatically. There were faint dragons and phoenixes flying on the originally unpretentious walls, and it looked much more atmospheric.

Seeing this, the man in white pulled the corners of his mouth, and secretly said that it was still the same unpleasant appearance as before, then he took out a copper lamp out of nowhere, held it up with his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and said, "Come to see the old man, and return this glass lamp to her by the way." You say that's what counts everything. Right, Miss Zhang?"

A moment later, a woman appeared in front of him. The woman took off the tulle, revealing her face like that of a fairy of the Nine Heavens. No wonder you can pick up the flower exploration position on the Tianxiang list that collects beauties in the world, if the immortal temperament is not enough, coupled with the eyes that can see through the autumn water, the two thin but pitiful lips make the man in white who has known this femme fatale a little distracted for a while.

The two faced each other, silent and speechless.

The extremely beautiful woman was the first to speak, breaking the deadlock: "You shouldn't have come here, let alone come to see me." You should recognize the facts, after all, you are no longer the god-king you used to look up to. For the dust son of the Zhuge family, the best ending should be to be out of the crowd. ”

The man in white, whose real name is Zhuge Chen, was also free, and did not get confused by the cynicism of the beautiful woman, but said to himself: "Let's not mention the pitiful situation of me, a person who was beautiful in the past, for the time being, let's talk about you, why did you disguise your identity and face to enter the Qinglou, could it be that you are really willing to become that guy's pawn? But yes, this is like you." What can't you do for the so-called Ethereal Avenue? You could have shot at me in the past, and you may not be able to put this mind on that guy in the future. But I still advise you, don't think other people are as easy to deal with as I am, who knows if you're one of that guy's targets?"

Miss Zhang looked at the man in front of her who was smiling and raised her eyebrows, thinking about his heart-wrenching words in her heart, and a bright fire floated in her heart for no reason: "Zhuge Chen, you are too presumptuous, I am willing to come to see you today just to think of our old friendship, you don't want to take an inch." ”

"Oh yo, you're so angry. But who is more mindful of the old love is not empty words, it stands to reason that I should have cut off your head with a sword now, but this son is so angry that I don't care about you in general. Zhuge Chen still smiled cynically, raised his hand and pointed at Miss Zhang's chest, "Xiao Qi is right, you really can't do it there." ”

After that, he didn't care what Miss Zhang thought, laughed, and even bent over in hilariousness. No matter how scheming Miss Zhang was and how deep the city was, she finally couldn't help it at this moment, snatched the glass lamp in Zhuge Chen's hand and waved his hand to signal him to leave. After laughing, Zhuge Chen naturally wouldn't stay long. He really came here just to return the glass lamp, in fact, Miss Zhang could vaguely guess some of them, roughly to cut off cause and effect, and take the path after breaking through. So Zhuge Chen sent it happily, and she received it happily, but she never imagined that the person who had been considered a waste by the world, and was even kicked out of the house by the Zhuge family, would have the courage to take a new road, or even go further!

Out of the Qinglou is already a scene of swan feathers and heavy snow, Zhuge Chen walks on a street that leads directly to the city gate. I don't know when a burly man with a full face appeared in front of him, and he opened his mouth in an unkind tone: "Boy, hurry up and take off your clothes to your grandfather and me, otherwise I will kill you." ”

"Oh, are you talking to me?" Zhuge Chen raised his head and glanced at the burly man who was much taller than him, and did not take him to heart, "Then please remember one sentence, reincarnate as a good person in the next life." ”

As soon as Zhuge Chen's words fell, he stretched out his right hand and smashed a sword finger directly into the center of the big man's eyebrows, and the big man naturally hurriedly dodged when he saw this, but for some reason the sword finger seemed to be slow but there was no way to dodge it. In just an instant, a sharp sword aura came out from the center of his eyebrows, piercing through the burly man's vitality. It stands to reason that Dahan doesn't deserve to die, but who told him to touch Zhuge Chen's moldy head. The boy is in a very bad mood now, and he is already ruthless, so he naturally doesn't care about the punching bag sent to the door.

It's just a matter of a sword, and killing is killing.

Jumping up to the city, Zhuge Chen took one last look at a courtyard in the depths of the Huan Lou and said to himself: "The next time we meet, we will be the enemies of the soldiers, but that's fine." Kill them together, and save yourself from making this heart worse. ”

After saying that, he jumped down, wrapped the white mink fur on his body and the white cloth on his face, and disappeared into the wind and snow.