Chapter 1 Yin Shuo

The night of early winter is full of compelling coldness, which makes there is no half a person on the street late at night, but the Baihua Building is as bright as ever.

The dancer twisted softly on the stage, her smooth arms circled like a snake, and the exquisite makeup was more touching in the flower-like scattering, which made many visitors intoxicated.

In the middle of the second floor, a man in purple played with the wine cup in his hand and looked at the charming posture of the dancer downstairs from time to time

Lying on the soft couch, he seemed to be a little tired. He curled up his right leg and said to the wind bell beside him, "Linger, you can also go down and jump a song."

Fengling wore a peach-colored tulle skirt today, which made her skin more delicate, and her forehead nodded three petals with a faintly strange light. This dress was prepared by the man in purple for her. It's just that she still doesn't know who he is. After waking up, her injury has been cured, but several major veins have also been sealed - now she has no internal strength, which is hateful!

"Hence." When the man in purple saw that she was leaving, he looked at her with a gloomy breath in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "Don't you even know what to say before you leave?"

"Yes, I'm going." Fengling lowered her head and felt a little blocked, but she still pretended to have this posture so that he would not be picky again.

"Go ahead." He lowered his head and took a sip of sake. His eyes turned to the dancer in the lobby on the first floor again, with an interesting smile on the corners of his mouth: "Is this a beauty? My little bell, you let those men see what is a beauty.

"Yes." The wind chime raised his skirt and was ready to go downstairs.

"Take off your useless coat."

The footsteps stopped, and Feng Ling subconsciously turned around and looked at the man on the soft couch, with a slight anger on his face.

"Are you angry?" The man in purple looked at the wine cup in his hand and narrowed his eyes slightly, "It's okay not to do it, your brother..."

The next second, there was a heavy sound of going downstairs, and the man in purple looked even worse. He suddenly smashed the wine cup in his hand to the ground. Such a broken sound was unnoticed in the whole brothel, because everyone was attracted by the new woman on the stage.

Fengling has a calm face, but her charming beauty has not diminished, but such a momentum makes everyone a little stunned - they all know the flower leader who was just elected the day before yesterday, but now she is on stage but motionless. What is she going to do?

The man in purple asked her to be very angry, but she couldn't take her brother's life and the deep blood feud of the whole Lin family. She took a deep breath. She looked up at the person on the second floor. After looking at her for a few seconds, she slowly smiled beautifully. From today on, she is a wind chime and will no longer be a wind chime.

Gently raised her arms, and the long sleeves drifted with her movements. The pink skirt drew an enchanting arc in the air, making the temperature of the whole hall rise in an instant while the melancho sound played by the girls. Yucong's slender fingers turned to his waist, and the silky bow gradually untied in the charming dance. With a turn, the peach-colored clothes flew to the side of the stage, and the jade arms of the wind chimes were exposed to the air.

This move surprised everyone. Even the flower girl's eyes widened and thought, how could this little girl undress in public? Obviously, the person who bought her was still upstairs...

Wearing a long skirt wrapped in her chest, she was still peach-colored, but she sat on the ground casually and did not dance. She only quietly looked at a certain point in the distance. Her index finger gently scratched her lips, and her eyes were full of the charm of demonism.

The man in purple closed his eyes, and the straight bridge of his nose cast a dark shadow due to the lack of light on the second floor. ** came from downstairs. It turned out that it was the rich man in the imperial capital who couldn't help climbing on the stage and wanted to hold the beauty in his arms. The wind bell did not dodge or flash, but it blocked it with its index finger when his mouth came, and a charming smile bloomed on her face. She said in a soft voice, "Sir, if you want me, ask the people upstairs to agree."

"Upstairs?" The person who came was the eldest son of the family, who was spoiled. Hearing the beauty say this, he looked up to the second floor and saw a man in purple lying on the fence. He shouted, "Brother, I want this woman to stay with me for one night. You make a price!"

His eyes slowly opened, and he looked at the prince who shouted downstairs. The smile on his mouth made everyone feel that it was agreed - "If you like it, take it." I really agree.

The wind chime's body is stiff. Is it wrong? She thought that such a proud man would not let herself be fingered by others. But he actually...

Of course, the white-faced rich children were happy. He thanked him repeatedly: "Brother, that's interesting! Tell me, I'll give you all the money you want!"

"Since you like it, I'll ask you what money you want." He picked up the celadon wine pot on the right table of the soft couch and slowly poured wine into the glass. The clear sound of water could be heard clearly because of the silence of the whole hall. It couldn't go on like this - Fengling suddenly wanted to stand up, but her shoulder was firmly pressed by the people beside her. She had no internal strength and couldn't break free at all.

When he poured a glass of wine, he picked up the glass and sent it to his mouth: "I want your life."

"What?" The white man thought he had heard it wrong. He turned his ear and urged, "Say it again, I didn't seem to hear it clearly just now."

"If you like it, exchange it for your life." After drinking all the wine in the glass, the man in purple looked at the man's hand holding Fengling's shoulder. The glass embroidered with the golden plate dragon flew out like electricity the next second and hit his five fingers heavily. At that time, the wind bell heard the sound of bone breaking.

The children of the rich family let go of their hands in pain, and their bodies rolled to the ground in pain and shouted. Fengling stood up and saluted the crowd, as if to tell everyone that the dance was over. When she walked off the stage, she took the coat handed over by the musician. She put it on her body and wanted to go upstairs.

This time, although the saliva in everyone's eyes has not dissipated, no one dares to touch her.

However, before she reached the stairway, several men in black suddenly entered the house outside the door of Baihua Building. One of them rushed directly to Fengling, just behind his hand was about to grab Fengling's shoulder, but Fengling's body was suddenly pulled back ten meters away and fixed in front of the stage.

Fengling raised her head, and there was no one on the soft couch. This time, she didn't have to look back. She already knew who was behind her.

"You, you, you... dare to hurt me! You, you are dead! ..." The rich man's voice trembled. He suddenly took a deep breath of cold air and felt that the five fingers of his left hand were broken. For a moment, his chest rose with great anger. He shouted, "Kill him! You kill him!!——"

"It turns out that the Murong family has made the business bigger because of hooking up with people in the demon world." The man in purple saw the identity of several people in black at a glance. As soon as he said this, he raised his seat and was shocked.

The Murong family and the Murong family, one of the three richest people in the imperial capital, actually cooperated with the demon world!

The noble son of the Murong family sneered: "What do you care about us? Murong's money is endless for you in your lifetime! And you, how dare you provoke me, I will break you into ten thousand pieces today!!" After saying that, he ordered to them, "What are you doing? Hurry up and give it to me quickly!!——"

A total of five demons came. After hearing the order, they gradually approached the two of them on the stage. Fengling couldn't help complaining in a low voice: "Look, tell me to seal my internal strength, otherwise I can escape - now you still have to take me with such a burden, tut."

The man in purple showed a funny look on his face. He looked down at Fengling and pulled her behind him. The broad shoulders almost blocked all the sight of the wind bell. She smelled the good smell of wooden lotus and secretly glanced up at him - this guy actually emitted the fragrance of lotus, such a beautiful smell, but his temper...

Don't dare to compliment. Too bad.

The demon was getting closer and closer, and everyone sweated for him, and even stood up from the stool. They just hoped to stay away from the few people in the middle, and not to be hurt by the innocent. But he has been standing still, watching several demons slowly shorten the distance and see that they have come to his eyes.

There were only the last three meters left. Each demon waved his weapon and rushed towards him, but waved his arm wantonly a second before the weapon was about to touch the body. A purple light sped away, and all the weapons were smashed and even five demons turned into debris and disappeared into the air.

At the last second, he was releasing the spiritual power he had been suppressing, and it was also in this last second that the five of them felt his unparalleled spiritual power, but it was too late to regret - the frightened eyes were the last expression of the demons that Fengling saw.

Before the demons gathered outside the door could react, the figure of the man in purple had flashed out. The night wind turned into a sword in his hand and felt the more than 100 demons hidden in the dark outside the door. He had flashed into them like ghosts. Only then did the demons react, and it was too late to quickly fight back. With his purple The clothes rotated, and the cold sword spirit emitted by the sword in his hand had hurt all the demons around him. He jumped back and fell firmly on the ground, and the sword in his hand dissipated in the air. More than a hundred demons fell to the ground one by one during his turn.

The wind bell chasing the door saw such a scene. The bodies of demons were piled up in the distance, but the man in purple stood in the wind and lowered his head slightly, his eyes seemed to be closed.

The rest of the people who came because they wanted to see the bustle couldn't help retreating. It's terrible for such a man to kill all the demons in three seconds! And his own spiritual power has long been hidden before they came out, and now no one can feel a trace, as if he is just a rich nobleman.

"Who the hell are you?" Fengling asked this question again.

The man in purple slowly opened his eyes when he heard the problem of the wind chime. His brown pupils were like the sea in the middle of the night, with strangeness in the tranquility, "Me." There was a seemingly smile on the corners of his mouth, but his eyes were cold: "Yin Shuo, your biggest enemy of the demon master."

Yin Shuo! The pupil of the wind bell dilated in an instant - Demon King Yin Shuo!

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"For out for out, that's it. Well, I don't know who to drink this for." Hongchang put peach blossoms and sake into the jar according to the instructions of Forthia. Forthia came over and said, "Well, the wine will overflow the peach blossoms, that's good~ And Hongchang, don't say that. You will definitely bring someone to drink your peach blossom wine in the future!"

"Really?" Hongshang tied the red cloth and thought, "How can I bring anyone..."

"There will be in the future!" Forthia tied the sword to her waist, and through the window, she saw that the meat had stood at the door of the inn waiting for her. And the urging of the little crescente also came from outside the door: "Forsythia - red - you two hurry up!"

"Here it is!--" The red man tied the last bow, went downstairs with the forsythia in her arms, and handed the wine jar to the shopkeeper around the corner: "Please, uncle - I will definitely come to pick it up in the future!"

The shopkeepers are very kind middle-aged men. He laughed and said, "Come and play often when you have time."

Forsythia and Hongchang waved to him. As soon as they walked out of the door, they saw Lanming leading the carriage, and the little crescent had already sat in the car - "Come up!" A wonderful trip, haha~~~"

"It's a dangerous trip." Lan Ming corrected his mouth.

"As long as you are here, it's beautiful!" Little Lori laughed, and her simple smile infected everyone, as if the unpredictable moment of the future had disappeared. They really wanted to go for a walk in the wild, and even the sun became brighter.

Standing not far away, the teenager in a dark blue exorcism robe also raised the corners of his lips when he saw the fortight fors. Such a warm smile just hit the sight of the fort fort. She looked at his plain face and whispered, "We're going to go?"

The teenager nodded slightly.

The forsythia eyes burst into a bright smile. As she walked towards the carriage, she clenched her fist and waved to the sky with her right hand: "Let's go--"

The fortight smile and movements and the clear blue skirt following her are gradually fixed, and the picture gradually drifts away and turns dark yellow, which is a precious trace in the memory.

This time it's really set out, and the future is uncertain.

After a long time, when everyone has their own lives, can we gather again in Peach Blossom Town and drink this self-brewed peach blossom wine with your beloved?