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Although Zhuo Yifan is said to be a will for revenge, as long as he yearns for it in his heart, his ambition does not care about its nature, nor does it care about its size and weight.

As long as it can urge a person's heart and can persevere in it, then it is an infinite source of power.

The white horse flew on the ground, and on the sheep intestine path, raised a long dust shadow, like a long snake, stretched out into the distance behind the horse's hooves.

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After several days of day and night, he finally arrived at his destination, Huaicheng, before noon that day.

Huaicheng, located in the southwest of the hinterland of the Central Plains, the passenger flow is mostly people from the north and south, and the prosperous business contacts make the city extremely rich.

Zhuo Yifan walked slowly in front of the city, looking at the three-story gatehouse of Huaicheng, he could see how prosperous it was.

And the two words on the city gate that have been invaded by wind and rain, Zhuo Yifan seems to feel that this ancient city has been standing for thousands of years in the wind and rain.

Ancient city, prosperous, time ......

For a moment, his thoughts were scattered, and he stared for a moment before he withdrew his gaze and gently drove his horse forward.

He didn't want to express his thoughts here, because it wasn't the right time.

Shuttling through the dense flow of people, he could only walk slowly, seeing this prosperous scene, his heart suddenly ached, thinking of the scene of going out of the city with his father Zhuo Song, the same dense flow of people, chaotic and noisy shouting, everything is so kind, but now things are wrong, yin and yang are separated.

As for him, he had also grown a thick beard at this time, shedding his immaturity, and becoming much more mature.

Looking at everything he knew, his eyes began to moisten slightly, and tears peeled out of his eyes like rain gods who had accumulated a lot of regrets in the past, and let his thoughts pull him, and his mind was in a trance in the market.

I don't know how long he rode the bike, but following the crowd, he raised his eyes and found himself in front of a restaurant.

The restaurant is very large, there are many merchants who go in, and the restaurant is also very spacious.

Since the person has come to Huaicheng, it can be said that going to the Flying Dragon Gate is an instantaneous thing, and he is not in a hurry.

"Jucai Building!"

Looking up at the name of the building, Zhuo Yifan got off the horse.

At this time, a person dressed as a little second came running from the inner door.

"The guest officer is eating!"

As soon as the man ran in front of Zhuo Yifan, he greeted him respectfully with a smile on his face.

Zhuo Yifan nodded at him and did not speak.

Seeing that Xiao Er is quite energetic, it is enough to see that the big restaurant is a big restaurant, and even Xiao Er is obviously much more particular than what he has seen before.

Looking at Zhuo Yifan's energetic suit, coupled with the things on his back, the shopkeeper who was eating in the restaurant naturally knew that this person was a person from the rivers and lakes.

He didn't dare to ask more, enthusiastically led the horse in Zhuo Yifan's hand, called another junior in the building, and welcomed Zhuo Yifan in.

And he led Zhuo Yifan's horse and walked to the horse shed next to him.

Zhuo Yifan, who entered the door, was quickly arranged to a position by the window, but this was also what Zhuo Yifan himself requested.

Eating by the window, you can enjoy the food and wine while enjoying the scenery outside the window, especially in a place that you are not familiar with, leaning against the window has a special kind of leisure.

Zhuo Yifan casually ordered three side dishes and a pot of wine, for him, I don't know when he contracted the problem that he had to drink wine when he ate.

If you really want to reminisce, then I'm afraid you have to start with going to Xuantie Villa, that staggering memory. However, the memories have drifted away, leaving only the bloody reality, as if only a sip of wine can dilute the smell of blood in front of you.

He ate very slowly, but the wine went down a lot, and before he could move his chopsticks, he had already drunk three glasses of wine.

The wine jug is not big, but fortunately, the wine glass is not big, otherwise the small wine jug, when he encounters a big wine glass, will he not drink the wine in the wine jug in one or two glasses?

The guests coming and going in the restaurant continued, pushing the glass and setting the lamp, and no one noticed at this time, the young man in front of the window pouring himself a drink.

Who cares about him in the midst of the joy of all, and who has the leisure to observe him?

This meal, Zhuo Yifan ate quite peacefully, maybe this is his last quiet meal, what will happen, the result is too unpredictable.

As long as he enters the Flying Dragon Gate with a sword, then I am afraid that there will be no such opportunity in the future, so he also cherishes it very much.

After eating, when Zhuo Yifan checked out, he asked by the way the location of the Red Mansion and the gambling house in Huaicheng Feilongmen.

After inquiring about this, he left the restaurant.

For going to the Feilongmen rudder, it is better to go to the Red Mansion and the gambling house of Feilongmen, after all, the Feilongmen rudder is comparable to the Longtan Tiger's Den, if he can't convince Qiu Wancheng, then he won't throw himself into the net, and he won't have a chance to turn over.

Going to the Red Mansion and the gambling house, relatively speaking, is much easier, not only can you take the opportunity to harm his business, but also let Qiu Wancheng come out of the nest.

As for the Red Mansion and the gambling house, Zhuo Yifan didn't think about which one to go for a while, the Red Mansion and the gambling house are usually a man's paradise, and they are both places that make men dream.

The Red Mansion is full of beauties who have captivated the country and the city, with jade bodies and fat condensed, skin like snow, and slender postures swaying. And the sound of making people's blood boil is naturally endless, and after entering, it is immediately passionate.

Zhuo Yifan had such an experience, and suddenly he remembered Tang Wan'er, that beautiful woman, although she deceived her feelings, but she left a deep impression on Zhuo Yifan.

Thinking of her, Zhuo Yifan naturally wanted to go to the Red Mansion, but she shouldn't be in the Red Mansion where the Feilongmen Helm was at the helm.

Still, for some reason, he decided to go to the Red Mansion.

Soon, Zhuo Yifan came to the Red Mansion in Huaicheng, where the helm of Feilongmen was located.

As soon as I arrived at the door, there was a burst of aroma, not only the fragrance of rouge, but also the smell of women's body, this aroma made it difficult for any normal man to resist, and Zhuo Yifan was also deeply intoxicated.

The men who came in and out with the entrance of the Red Mansion saw that the people who went in were full of red light and were very excited, while the people who came out walked unsteadily and staggered.

From this point of view, the women of the Huaicheng Red Mansion are still super skilled, and all the men have been squeezed dry.

Zhuo Yifan walked in gently, his unique temperament is still obviously different from those men who only know how to constantly go up and down on the bed. His handsome facial features, with a chic and romantic temperament, are mixed with a little melancholy, and even have an evil charm.

As soon as he entered the hall of the Red Mansion, he surrounded him with several stunning beauties at once, but they did not hold him like other men, but were three feet away from him and watched quietly.