At midnight, there was no moonlight, no starlight, the night was as dark as ink, the wind was cold, and the dimly lit streets were even colder, like a netherworld road to the underworld, dark and dark with no end in sight

The rain had just fallen, adding to the cold and damp air on the deserted streets.

"Huh?" In the slight ** sound, Yun Yi, who was in a daze, only felt that he was chilling as if he was in a cold storage, and when he moved slightly, there was a hot pain all over his body.

Yun Yi woke up suddenly, opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

Yun Yi found himself lying on a bluestone paved street, flanked by quaint buildings.

"I obviously remember staying up late last night and didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock, how did I wake up and come here? What kind of place is this? Am I dreaming?" Yun Yi, who was puzzled in his heart, sat up with the burning pain all over his body, and climbed up with his hands on the clammy ground.

Yun Yi, who was weak, felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground again as soon as he got up.

"Golden Dragon Casino?" frowned and glanced at a dark golden plaque of two lanterns hanging high next to him not far away, and a few big characters on the dragon flying and phoenix dancing under the dim light, Yun Yi, who was muttering to himself, only felt a sense of familiarity, and after thinking about it slightly, a tingling sensation came from his head, and for a while, many pictures flashed in his mind like a movie fast forward.

I don't know how long it took, but Yun Yi, who reacted, had a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face, and was busy slowly sorting out the large amount of memory information in his mind.

"It turns out that this is no longer the earth, but a martial arts world called Shenzhou. This guy, who is also named Yunyi, was seriously injured and thrown here, and was drenched in the rain and hung up. When I woke up, I actually crossed my soul and was reborn?"

"This Yun Yi's greatest wish is to become a peerless powerhouse like Fengyun and let his mother and sister live a good life, huh?

In the memory of this guy named Yunyi like himself, there are many stories of legendary characters in the martial arts, what is the 'God of the Wind' Nie Feng, the 'God of Death' Bu Jingyun, and the 'Myth of Martial Arts' is nameless, obviously this is the Fengyun martial arts world.

"After the decisive battle of Fengyun broke the waves, the martial arts gained peace for more than ten years, so now it should be Fengyun 3, right?" Yun Yi, who muttered to himself, frowned and was slightly depressed, although he had watched Fengyun's TV series and movies, but Fengyun 3 didn't seem to have been filmed yet, and he almost didn't know the storyline at all!

A gust of cold wind blew, making Yun Yi shiver, rubbing his hands and shrinking his head, and hurriedly walked forward: "It's so cold! Hey, hey, he turned into an unlucky little gangster, what kind of luck is this?"

After walking for a long time or twenty meters, Yunyi, who had just turned a street corner, smelled an attractive fragrance, like the smell of chicken soup, with a faint smell of herbs.

Yun Yi, who was in high spirits, looked up curiously, and saw a stove burning at the door of a house with a light on in front of him, and a clay pot on the stove was steaming, obviously cooking something. The smell came from the crockpot.

"Yo, isn't this Brother Yun? It's a cold day, aren't you drenched in the rain? Come, come, drink some hot soup to warm up," the enthusiastic voice came into his ears, and he saw a beautiful woman in a red jacket and a half-old coming out of the room with the open door, and he didn't care whether the crockpot was hot or not, and when he picked it up, he poured a bowl of hot soup and handed it to Yun Yi.

Yun Yi, who subconsciously swallowed his saliva, hurriedly reached out to take the soup bowl: "Thank you, auntie!"

"Oh, is the old lady so old?" the beautiful woman roared like a cat with her tail on her back.

Yun Yi, who was holding the hot soup bowl and inhaling slightly, was startled by the beautiful woman's reaction, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, it's not the eldest sister!

When the glamorous woman heard this, she suddenly laughed and trembled, and reached out and patted Yun Yi's shoulder: "Yo, Brother Yun has such a sweet mouth! Okay, drink the soup quickly, good!"

Yun Yi, who only felt a trace of warmth spreading from his shoulder, didn't care about thinking too much, and hurriedly brought the soup bowl to his mouth.

"How's it going?" asked the beautiful woman with a smile.

"Delicious, delicious!" At this time, Yun Yi's stomach was empty, even if he drank a bowl of hot water, he would feel extremely delicious, and after drinking the bowl of soup like a whale swallowing a cow, he couldn't help but look at the crockpot on the stove again.

The smile on the corner of the beautiful woman's mouth was even stronger, and her pretty face showed some charming: "Then drink another bowl?"

"Okay!" Yun Yi, who subconsciously responded, then felt a hot breath rise in his abdomen towards his limbs, and his whole body was as hot and uncomfortable as a fire, and the picture in front of his brain was also blurry and shaking: "My soup"

Looking at Yun Yi, who was unconscious and fell to the ground with a flushed face, the beautiful woman couldn't help but chuckle: "Giggles are still thinking about the soup?

"Who's that?" the beautiful woman, who seemed to be aware of it, suddenly looked up at the street corner in the distance.

In the darkness, a figure approached with a few ups and downs, and turned into a middle-aged man in a black practice uniform with a resolute face.

"Huo Weiyan?" the beautiful woman squinted at the middle-aged man, her eyes flashed, and the next moment a figure appeared next to Yun Yi who fell to the ground in a coma.

Almost at the same time, the figure of the middle-aged man Huo Weiyang also disappeared like an illusion.

With a muffled sound, the psychedelic fist shadow and the crimson palm shadow collided in mid-air above Yun Yi, and the space shook, and then the figures of the two flew away at the same time.

"Cough" The beautiful woman who retreated into the room to stabilize her figure coughed lightly, her face was slightly pale, and then she squinted and said: "I didn't expect that the owner of this small Yangwei Martial Arts Pavilion in this small Panlong Town is also very strong. ”

Stretching his fist that was red like a burn, Huo Weiyang also looked at the beautiful woman with a little surprise: "Panlong Town is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I didn't expect Boss Yan to be a master!"

"But Boss Yan seems to be injured, I'm afraid it's inconvenient to use force, right?" Turning to look at Yun Yi lying on the ground, Huo Weiyang said in a deep voice: "I don't know what Boss Yan did to Xiaoyi?"

The glamorous woman chuckled: "It's nothing, just invite him to a bowl of hot soup." Okay, today the old lady will give you some face. People, you can take away. ”

Huo Weiyang, who stepped forward to help Yun Yi up, felt Yun Yi's hot body, his complexion changed slightly, frowned and looked up at the beautiful woman, then picked up Yun Yi and turned to leave.

The smile on the face of the beautiful woman who saw him leave slowly faded, and a cold snort flashed in her eyes: "Hmph! Huo Weiyang? If the old lady is not injured, with your little strength, you dare to be presumptuous in front of the old lady!"

"Ahem, stinky woman, where is my medicine? It's not good yet?" In the violent cough, with a hoarse voice of lack of breath, a thin and bald old man came to the beautiful woman like a ghost. Seeing that his coughing waist was arched, it was like a wind candle in his last years, and his dry body seemed to be blown up by the wind.

The old man sniffed as he spoke, and floated to the door like a gust of wind, picked up the clay pot and poured the hot decoction directly into his mouth.

The glamorous woman pinched her waist and glared at him, and said angrily: "Dead old ghost, you have to try the medicinal properties! Beware of drinking you to death! Are you not afraid that I will put arsenic in the medicinal soup?"

The old man who had just breathed a sigh of relief after drinking the decoction said again: "It is better to drink the medicine and drink to death than to cough to death! Uh-huh."

When the glamorous woman heard this, she immediately jumped to her feet and said, "Okay! It's not easy to die, isn't it more convenient to wipe your neck, hang yourself, and cut off your meridians?"

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