Some people live in the highest buildings, and they think they have everything when they lie on a bed carved out of gold and jade. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info didn't know that in the eyes of the people who really had everything, he was just a clown on the stage.

The Tower of Babel is not an ordinary building, and the people who can enter the Tower are naturally not ordinary people. However, although the people here stand high enough, they may not be able to see far.

In a place that is unwilling to move from the Jewel Pavilion, there is a small wooden house.

It was a very simple wooden house, lonely on the mountainside, in a grove of dates.

Although the house is old, the inside is very clean and beautifully furnished.

Huo Xiu's people were just like this wooden house, short, lonely, clean, hard, and looked like a hard-shelled fruit that had been dried up.

He was drinking in a small but delicate chair. The wine is very fragrant, and there are all kinds of wine jars in the room, large and small, and it looks like all of them are good wine.

Although this wooden house was small, even if he used the sky tower in exchange, Huo Xiu could not necessarily agree.

Just because this wooden house is the summer chant of the great poet Lu Fangweng, there are poems written by him on the wall, and this wine has its own chic and elegant.

Besides, after Huo Xiu moved in, everything here has been completely new. It is said that the six chairs that look so inconspicuous are carved by the famous craftsman Lu Zhi for the Son of Heaven four hundred years ago, and there are only eleven left in the whole world, and there are five in the palace inside, and there are six here.

Therefore, every piece of wood in this room can be said to be priceless. Anyone who takes a small piece with them is enough to have food and clothing for a lifetime.

Being able to drink leisurely in such a small cabin is already the greatest manifestation of a person's ability.

A glass of wine is down, and the sound of wine flowing is not over.

The next moment, the seemingly dilapidated log cabin was filled with fragrance. The fragrance that is more fragrant than the fragrance of flowers blows in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, the world seems to be filled with this wonderful fragrance.

Then the dark room suddenly lit up.

All sorts of flowers floated in through the window, through the door, and then gently fell to the ground. A blanket made of flowers suddenly appeared on the ground and reached the door, and then a man slowly walked in through the door.

It was a woman, wearing a pure black soft silk cannon, and she dragged it long on the ground, on top of the flowers.

Her dark hair was scattered over her shoulders, but her face was pale, and her dark eyes were shiny black. There is no other decoration, and there is no other color. She stood quietly on the flowers, and the colorful flowers on the ground seemed to have suddenly lost their color.

The girl in black stared at Huo Xiu quietly, her eyes as clear as the dew on a spring morning rose. Her voice was as soft as the wind, and at dusk it blew the spring breeze of the pond on the distant mountains.

"Lu Xiaofeng took Ximen Blowing Snow to find Yan Tieshan, plus Huo Tianqing, this time, I dare to guarantee that Yan Tieshan is dead!"

I don't know when, this beautiful woman who is not like what should be in the world has reached Huo Xiu's side and spoke.

Although Huo Xiu's age is not young, the vitality in his body tells everyone that he is by no means an old man. Quietly poured a glass of wine for herself, the woman didn't help, and Huo Xiu would never allow her to help, just because Huo Xiujue didn't allow himself to give others any chance, a chance to poison.

Yan Tieshan was not afraid at all, although his kung fu was higher than that of Ximen Chuixue and Huo Tianqing, he had long since dared not use his martial arts. He has no confidence in himself anymore, he is just a sick tiger guarding the gold mountain.

All I care about is everything on the sky!"

Huo Xiu had suddenly raised his head, and his gaze had already turned to the direction of the Babel Tower.

The reason why Yan Tieshan was able to get Xiaolou to listen to the spring rain overnight was because it was Huo Xiu who originally got this magic knife. And the reason why this magic knife appeared in the Jeweled Treasure Pavilion unconsciously was because it was put into it by Huo Tianqing, Yan Tieshan's most trusted person.

"What's wrong? Do you think everything in the Tower of Babel is more important than me?"

The reason why Huo Tianqing betrayed Yan Tieshan was all because of this woman, her name was Shangguan Feiyan. However, for Lu Xiaofeng and the others, her name should be Shangguan Danfeng. It is the name of Princess Danfeng, the daughter of the Great Jinpeng King of the Jinpeng Dynasty.

Huo Xiu turned his face and looked at Shangguan Feiyan. No one in the world would have thought that the two of them were real lovers.

Huo Xiu liked Shangguan Feiyan's beauty, but he was by no means to satisfy his desires, but he knew that Shangguan Feiyan's beauty could do many impossible things for himself.

And the reason why Shangguan Feiyan likes Huo Xiu is very simple, that is because Huo Xiu has money, a lot of money, an incomparably huge amount of money that you can never imagine.

"Do you know that if everyone in the Tower escapes, it will be tantamount to an earthquake for the whole Jianghu? And if they know that we planned all this, not only will we lose everything we have gained, but we will probably lose our lives as well. ”

"Really?"

Shangguan Feiyan's eyes were full of cunning and agility, and she believed that as long as there were men in this world, she would never fail.

"But I've already planned everything, first there is the green rhino dragon incense, and then the ten evildoers will make a move, even in the end, I am by the side of the Tianfeng master, and there is still a nail. Pitiful, no matter who gets the spring rain in that Xiaolou overnight, it is also an ominous weapon that kills a thousand enemies and damages three thousand, either it is controlled by the magic knife and becomes a monster who only knows how to kill, or it is sucked by the magic knife and killed alone!"

Huo Xiu was very proud at this time, money, power, beauty, wine, he had everything, and everything seemed to be going according to his plan.

"Puff ......"

It was a pigeon, with snow-white feathers and a light body, and in an instant, it had already crossed an arc in the sky and landed lightly on the table in front of Huo Xiu.

"There's news!"

Huo Xiu was obviously in good spirits, he gently stroked the pigeon's feathers, and then slowly went up from the pigeon's leg to the next section of brocade.

The font on the brocade silk is beautiful and neat, and every time the pigeon flies, it will bring different good news to Huo Xiu. But this time, when Huo Xiu's gaze swept over all the small words, he suddenly glared, and with an unconscious sweep of his right hand, he had already turned the carrier pigeon that had gone through an unknown amount of hard work and effort into a pool of blood.

"What's wrong?"

Shangguan Feiyan raised her head and carefully swept the brocade silk, but saw that it read: "The mirror master controls the magic knife to kill the heavenly tower, no flowers are exposed to death, Haha'er is dead, the plan fails!" (To be continued.) )