Xiaolou, the name Xiaolou is good, plain, apt and unassuming. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info, and although the word "small building" sounds ordinary, it has countless connotations. Xiaolou had another east wind last night, so the country could not bear to look back at the moonlight and said that it was sad; indifferent and light cold went to the small building, Xiaoyin was like a poor autumn, and the light smoke was billowing and the painting screen was quiet; Xiaolou was cold, and the night curtain was low and there were countless lovesickness.

The small building is really a small building, and the plaque on the door is the same as the two neat small characters of the small building.

Everything here looks ordinary, but if it falls into the eyes of those who are really knowledgeable, they will find that everything here already represents a glorious past.

Isn't time and memory already the greatest wealth in the world?

Shangguan Feiyan was wrapped in a black gauze dress and a black veil, and quietly wrote something in the small building with a wolf pen.

"Goo, goo......"

The call of the pigeon kept coming, and after a long time, Shangguan Feiyan finally put down the pen in his hand and pressed a small piece of letterhead on a picture with a strange graphic and even more strange color.

"Flutter ......"

Flying freely, carrier pigeons follow their own path, carrying the letterhead on their feet into the distance.

A man, a pen, a piece of paper, a word, a pigeon. A character who has been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes was inadvertently decided.

Shangguan Feiyan's favorite is this feeling, which is like a poppy feeling. Intoxication, no matter who you are, will inevitably feel intoxicated involuntarily after contact.

She couldn't live without this feeling, because, without it, she would only feel that her life had become hollow, numb, and lifeless. She couldn't imagine if she could have lived one more day without all this.

"Auntie, although your kung fu is higher than mine, but everything in Tsing Yi Building, you don't want to have the slightest involvement......"

With a soft sigh of self-talk, Shangguan Feiyan did not have the slightest vigilance. Because although there is no guard here, the countless unimaginable mechanisms are enough to make the best players in the rivers and lakes unable to escape.

"I won't care about everything in Tsing Yi Building, I just need that he is obedient enough to do things!"

The small building has open windows, delicate and small windows, not big, but enough to make the sunlight shine brightly in the house.

Shangguan Feiyan has always liked to carry the sun on her back, because a person's shadow can hide from people's eyes, but it can never hide from the sun's eyes.

Someone, behind him, without a shadow.

The familiar voice was cold, ruthless, and indifferent to everything, but Shangguan Feiyan knew that only people who were truly qualified and confident could make such a voice.

Shangguan Feiyan slowly put down the pen in his hand, slowly got up, and turned around. Many times, many things, not as fast as possible, slow, is also a kind of wisdom, the wisdom of survival.

Shangguan Feiyan quietly looked at Jiang Feng standing behind him, with a strange mask, cold eyes, and unimaginably terrifying strength. This is the mirror master, she Shangguan Feiyan does not dare to betray the mirror master at all, and she will never be able to betray the mirror master.

Looking at Shangguan Feiyan, who was silently pushed to the side, Jiang Feng's right hand poked out with a finger, and in an instant, it seemed that a pen suddenly reached into the inkstone.

The ink is flying, the pen is walking the dragon and snake, and in the blink of an eye, the big characters of the four lines of silver hook iron painting have appeared in front of Shangguan Feiyan's eyes.

"Whatever method you use, within seven days, I will let all the people under the world know. These four sentences are the life of the hero, the life that he can't escape for the rest of his life!"

Behind the Tsing Yi Building, there is the Blue Dragon Club, which is the world's club. Therefore, in the entire Tsing Yi Building, there must be a considerable part of the eyeliner of the World Association.

Therefore, every order issued by Shangguan Feiyan from the Tsing Yi Building, I am afraid that the first one to know is the gang leader of the Tianxia Society. Therefore, Jiang Feng's four poems were simply passed on to Xiongba by the hands of Shangguan Feiyan.

"Within seven days, all the people in the world will definitely know these four sentences!"

Shangguan Feiyan is very confident, and must be confident. She knows Jiang Feng's horror better than anyone else, and she also understands the fate she will face once she loses her value.

Moreover, with the ability of the one hundred and eighth floor of Tsing Yi, he just wanted to spread a message among the rivers and lakes. It's like eating and drinking, it couldn't be simpler.

"Very good, as long as you do things well, I won't ask about everything else that happened in Tsing Yi Building!"

Shangguan Feiyan couldn't help but be happy in her heart, with great power in her hands and gold and silver in her hands, this is the life she yearns for the most. But no matter how much he thought about it in his heart, Shangguan Feiyan's surface was not revealed in the slightest.

Even, her face had not changed in the slightest from the moment Jiang Feng's voice just came out. It's a good attitude, and any leader likes it to have with his subordinates.

Doing things well, clean and neat, this has always been Jiang Feng's style. The next moment, just before Shangguan Feiyan could recover his senses, Jiang Feng's figure had suddenly disappeared again, if it weren't for the four lines of big characters on the table, Shangguan Feiyan wouldn't even know if Jiang Feng had really come.

"**************, when it encounters a storm, it will turn into a dragon, and the Nine Heavens Dragon will change dramatically, and it will swim in shallow water when the wind and clouds meet!"

Shangguan Feiyan muttered this line of small characters, and suddenly the ink was used again, the difference was that this time, a little red blood poured out of the bamboo tube was added to her ink.

Blood ink represents the most urgent and important intelligence of Tsing Yi Lou!

As the carrier pigeons soared into the sky, outside the small building, it had become a sea of pigeons in an instant.

And in a thatched hut in the mountains about three or four miles away from Xiaolou, a man who looked like a woodcutter could see the carrier pigeons all over the sky from a distance. Suddenly, there was a flash of light in his eyes, and the next moment, the whole person was already in the air.

His light hand is as fast as lightning, but it is silent, but in terms of this light hand, he is already the top existence in the rivers and lakes. A carrier pigeon was lying in his hand without the ability to struggle, and the letterhead on the pigeon's leg naturally fell into his hand.

“...... I'm going to tell the male gang leader quickly!"

Put the letterhead back in its place, the moment the carrier pigeon flew out again, the figure at this time flashed, and the speed of the body was actually faster than the carrier pigeon in the sky.

Unexpectedly, the pigeon manager of Tsing Yi Building was actually a tyrant, but he didn't use the carrier pigeon but went to report the news himself. It seems that Tsing Yi Lou no longer has much value to the World Association?"

Jiang Feng's muttering had just disappeared, and the next moment, his figure was already hanging far behind the woodcutter-like man like a ghost. (To be continued.) )