There were boos everywhere, and some people hid in the crowd and shouted loudly: "Zuo Shaoge, don't talk about Fengyue in Fengyuedi, does your father know that you are so arrogant?"

Zuo Yuesheng wiped his face, scolding this person for being too bad.

His father can sing in a brothel in women's clothing, so how could he be rude in a brothel?

"That's it!"

"Fengyuechang has the rules of Fengyuechang!"

"..."

The sound of swearing and writing is like a rush.

The celestial girl reduced the blood pressure that was pouring into her chest, restored a shallow smile, and bowed in the direction of Qiu Bodeng's elegant room: "A Lian has received great love and was raised as a celestial girl, and she does not dare to pretend to be the number one beauty in the world. Although the little girl is a person of the wind and dust, she also knows the principle of 'if you hear the word in the morning, you can die in the evening'. If this young man is willing to let the little girl see what is the first-class appearance in the world, the little girl will leave the goddess... Although she will die without regrets !"

At the end of the sentence, it is firm and decisive, and there is a bit of fierceness of a Jianghu woman.

While everyone cheered for it, they loudly urged the guy who said "the goddess is far inferior to him" to come out and make an appearance. "You guys are really noisy."

The languid voice overwhelmed all the noise.

Zuo Yuesheng and Lu Jing were on the left and the right, separated from each other, and the dog legs rolled up the bead curtain like a servant.

Tiannv Lian was suddenly stunned, and the cold and arrogant Ying Yuqiao and Tai Yushi were also stunned. Everyone who saw the red-clothed person was stunned... The boy crossed the two noble servants and walked to the people's place. In his eyes, his facial features were dazzled by the brilliance falling from the sky, the end of his eyes swept red, and the room was full of splendor, crow feather-like long hair, snow-like skin, fiery crimson clothes, the whole place was full of splendor. The building suddenly dimmed, and all the richness between heaven and earth was poured into him alone.

Full silence.

The boy walked to a swordsman on the corridor and reached out to borrow a sword from him. The swordsman looked at him blankly, and subconsciously handed the sword that looked like life into his hands.

"you……"

The swordsman was lost in the glance that the young man had just turned his head to look at, the brilliance of the clear moon was flowing on the black pupil, but the end of the eye was dizzy with a dizzy and lazy crimson, like a sword inserted in the Manzhu Shahua, so cold and so Yan. The swordsman lost his ability to speak, instinctively chasing the back of the boy's departure, wanting to step forward and hold him.

The boy suddenly jumped down, his broad sleeves fluttering, like a flirtatious cinnabar blooming in the moonlight.

Raised the floor exclaimed.

The twelve copper bells were swayed by the wind brought by the boy's landing, and the bells were continuous and ethereal.

A copper bell was provoked by Qiu Bodeng and lifted into the air.

The snow silver flower paper was scrolled, and the words on it flashed across in the moonlight.

"Who rides the yellow dragon, the green snake?"

"Chinan Shaxi, open after summer!"

"Who hunted Hengshan and why?"

"Tianmu Nanhun, Mu Erzhixiong!"

The red-clothed boy walked around the twelve lanterns, and the copper bells were provoked by him into the sky without interruption.

The voice is clear, and the song is far away.

Someone once said that all the flowers in Qinlou's "Twelve Questions of Plain Flowers" are actually a majestic and atmospheric song of asking the sky, asking the heavens and the underworld to ask the ghosts, and searching for the eight wastes and tracing the four together. This talk has been passed down for a long time. But no one has been able to answer all the Snow Silver Flowers. No one knows if there is such an old song.

Until today, the young man who seemed drunk, dreamed and drunk came from the moon, and the mystery was suddenly revealed.

The clear stream of the Qinhe River was smashed, but no one took care of the plain white peony that had a short flowering period. Tiannv Lian is indeed a rare beauty, but her simple and elegant beauty is not worth mentioning in front of the young man who asks and answers himself. The goddess's eyes are rain and ripples, but his eyes are the karmic fire that burns the world, the imperishable prajna, and the splendid beauty that turns all living beings upside down.

He asked and answered, drunk and mad, dejected and flamboyant, and invincible.

He didn't look at the goddess, he didn't look at Taiyu, he didn't look at anyone, but there was so much coquettishness in the corners of his eyes and brows.

The whole Qinlou was silent that night.

Standing on Honglan Street for thousands of years, and allowing countless waves to attack, the first Merry Gilded Cave, which was unstoppable, was defeated that night. Thousands of charming and charming women, their rhythm, their talent, their romance, and their stunning beauty, all vanished tonight.

When the sun rises, the firefly-like MSI will disappear in its light.

The last copper bell fell to the ground.

"Where do I go to get drunk? Where do I bury my bones?"

"I am drunk in the mountains and seas, and Jiang He buries my bones!"

The young man laughed loudly, turned around, the red pine nuts carried by the twelve golden black birds on the twelve lanterns were lifted high, collided in mid-air into a round of red sun, and crashed into the highest part of the Qinlou, like a full moon. Empty.

The Mei Niang in the dark was startled and subconsciously rushed out to stop it, but it was too late.

Glazed glass fell from the sky like ice, and the fire ignited on the roof of the Qinlou.

…………………………

Honglan Long Street is boiling at night.

"Going out - going out-"

First, a watchman screamed and screamed, and then the whole street turned on their backs: prostitutes/girls with loose temples, servant servants with frightened expressions, drunken prostitutes/guests with disheveled clothes, angry old prostitutes, warriors with swords The thugs... commanding firefighting, shouting and catching people, yelling and swearing were mixed together, one after another.

Zuo Yuesheng pushed straight ahead, clearing the way.

The three ran for their lives.

"If you smash the field, smash the field, what building are you burning!" Lu Jing asked out of breath as he ran.

Red pine nuts, also known as "fire essence", can burn for thousands of years. Only when they are collected in cold copper can they gather strength. Once they are released, they can cover several miles in an instant. Just now, Qiu Bodeng picked up twelve red pine nuts with one sword, smashed the ice glaze of the dome of the Qinlou, and burned most of the roof of the Qinlou!