Chapter 43 Yanmen Guan San

The woman's frivolous laughter spread throughout the inn, and the guests sitting looked at her, but she stared at the handsome man opposite with a comfortable expression, not caring about the eyes of others.

Hearing her laughing so wildly, Ling Tianhong turned his head and looked at her, but saw that she smiled and hooked her fingers at him and motioned him to go over; Ling Tianhong showed a faint sneer on his face and turned his head back to ignore it.

His move made her a little angry and angry. She couldn't help poking the chopsticks in her hand on the table, and then she threw them over, and the two chopsticks shot straight at Ling Tianhong.

Ling Tianhong didn't even look at it. He reached out and put the two chopsticks in his fingers. With a flip of his finger, he broke the chopsticks and threw them on the ground, and continued to eat the fried taro shreds in front of him.

The onlookers couldn't help exclaiming. For his agile hand, the speed of his technique shocked everyone present.

The woman was not angry but nodded and smiled admiringly. Then she pushed out the bowl of wine in her hand and flew straight to Ling Tianhong's face. Ling Tianhong still did not raise his head. He took the bowl with his left hand and pushed the wine back to her with the bowl, and a steady drop fell on the table without splashing. Go up.

This move made all the spectators exclaim. It takes a deep internal force to do this, and everyone can't help but look at him differently.

On the side, Shangguan Feihong and others also ate food and watched all this calmly. The leader's ability to walk around the ghost gate seemed to have increased a lot.

Ling Tianhong was full of wine and food. He was too lazy to pay attention to her entanglement. He picked up his sword and stood up and was about to walk upstairs.

Seeing this, the woman waved her hand and immediately four men walked over and blocked him at the top of the stairs: "Our young lady, please come over."

Ling Tianhong turned his head and looked at her and said indifferently, "What's the matter?"

The woman looked at him with a smile, raised her finger to the position on the edge of her finger, and motioned him to come and sit down.

"If you have something to do, just say, nothing. I'm going back to my room." Ling Tianhong glanced unhappily.

"You are really ignorant. I just asked you to come and sit down." The woman finally opened her mouth.

As soon as Ling Tianhong heard that she was from the Western Regions, it seemed that this group of people must have an inside story: "If the girl has nothing to do, she will go back to her room to rest."

"You..." The woman was so angry that she puffed up her cheeks and drank all the wine in the bowl.

Ling Tianhong ignored it and stretched out his hand to push away the four people in front of him, and the four stood still. Looking at their young lady, he still stopped him from going upstairs.

"What do you want?" Turning around and staring at her coldly, how can this woman be so difficult to deal with?

"It's not good. I just want you to drink with me." The woman filled herself with wine, picked up the bowl and lifted it up.

"I don't have this free time." Although Ling Tianhong wanted to know the purpose of their coming here, he was not in a hurry at this time. He wanted to know the purpose of their trip. He believed that it should be a great way for this woman.

"The moon is high. It's night. What else do you have?" The woman still looked at him with an obsessive smile, looking like a nymphomaniac, and her saliva didn't drip down.

Ling Tianhong jumped up with a cold snorting, jumped to the stairs, and returned to his room without looking back.

"I have personality, I like..." The woman smiled and shouted at his background, "I like... Hahaha..."

Ling Tianhong ignored her laughter and returned to the room, and then Fu Haoxuan and others also returned to the guest room upstairs one after another.

Shangguan Feihong walked to the bed in the guest room, lifted the curtain and knocked on the partition wall between the bed and the bed. He smelled that Ling Tianhong also knocked and responded, so he opened the wooden door of the partition wall.

When Ling Tianhong saw that the wall creaked open, he crossed the bed and drilled over.

"Leader... You're finally here. We're so worried. Wu Dayu happily immediately took a stool for Ling Tianhong.

"Master... I miss you so damn it." Fu Haoxuan came forward and hugged Ling Tianhong: "I thought you...." With that, he sobbed like a child.

"The boss is not young, and he is still crying. Master, isn't he back?" Ling Tianhong patted him on the back.

Shangguan Feihong: "After you left that day, we waited for dozens of days for you to come back. After another task, we had to leave the inn and came to Yanmen Pass, looking forward to your early arrival."

"I know a little about this mission. Is it a theft in the palace?" Ling Tianhong pushed Fu Haoxuan away and sat down on the stool beside him.

"Exact" Nangong Ming came over and lay on the table next to Ling Tianhong.

"How's the check going? Do you know who did it?" Ling Tianhong looked at him.

"The secret report said that there will be a deal in this Yanmen inn in the near future, but I don't know which side it is. At present, there are two people who are more suspicious." Shangguan Feihong pulled a chair in the middle and whispered.

"Which two sides?" Ling Tianhong guessed that one of them must be the group downstairs who pestered him just now, and who would the other side be? He didn't notice it.

"One side is the Western woman who pestered you, and the other side went out this morning and hasn't returned yet. It is also led by a woman who has never opened her mouth, so I don't know where she comes from."

"Now it's really a woman in charge." Fu Haoxuan said with a smile, "Is there no man in the Western Regions? How to ask a woman to come out for business?

"In this way, this Yanmen Inn is very lively. It is estimated that if these two parties are like this, they must be the receiving party, and who is the shipper?" Ling Tianhong squeezed his mouth and looked at Shangguan Feihong.

Shangguan Feihong shook his head: "I don't know at present, at least it hasn't appeared until now."

"It seems that there will be a big movement in the Yanmen Inn in the past few days. Everyone should be more careful." Ling Tianhong stood up and prepared to go back to his room.

"The leader..." Changsun stopped him.

"Hmm?" Ling Tianhong took back the foot that stepped into the partition wall and turned his head to look at him: "What's the matter?"

"The woman in the Western Regions seems to be very interesting to you. You might as well start with her." The eldest grandson smiled.

Ling Tianhong raised the corners of his mouth and went back to his room without a sound.

"My master is extremely smart, and he still uses you to teach him!" Fu Haoxuan hit Changsun with his arm with a smile.

"It's hard to say in this regard."

Ling Tianhong took out his piccolo: "Yan'er... Let's go to the roof to get some air. After saying that, he jumped out of the window and went up to the roof. He sat on the roof and held the piccolo and looked at the sky in the distance.

Tonight, the moonlight is hazy, the moon hangs diagonally in the sky, the soft moonlight shines on the whole yellow sand land, and the sky and the earth are like a dream.

"Yan'er, do you want to get some air?" Ling Tianhong looked at the piccolo in his hand with a smile.

"Gong-in-law..." With a wisp of smoke, Long Yaner sat in Ling Tianhong's arms and leaned lazily in his arms. Although she couldn't feel her touch, it was also a kind of happiness to look at her.

Ling Tianhong looked at her lovingly, but sighed deeply in his heart and said secretly: Yaner, wait to be a husband, solve Wu Kui's old thief, and be a husband will always with you.

The two snuggled up to each other quietly, looking at the dreamy desert night scene in front of them.

"Gong-in-law, play a song for me! Yan'er hasn't heard you play for a long time. Long Yaner nestled in his arms and couldn't touch his face. Although there was a bright smile on his face, she couldn't help but feel sad.

The sound of the flute is melodious and reverberating, with a faint sadness, pinning Ling Tianhong's love and infinite concern for Long Yaner.

The melodious sound of the flute floats throughout the Yanmen inn under this hazy night, sometimes elegant and quiet, sometimes gentle and crisp, singing softly.

Yawulan, who was lying in ** on this lonely night, came the sound of an elegant flute, which touched her heart for a moment. She immediately turned over and got out of bed, turned out of the window and jumped to the roof, thinking about who could play such a beautiful and desolate song.

"Gong-in-law... There is someone." After saying that, Long Yaner got back into the flute.

Ya Ulan saw a man sitting on the roof by the moonlight. He walked over and saw the handsome and extraordinary prince he had seen in the daytime, and his face could not help but be surprised.

He walked to him and sat down: "It's a good blow. I don't sleep in the middle of the night. Do you have a mind?"

Ling Tianhong was speechless, but a charming smile rose from the corners of his mouth. After looking at her, he continued to look into the distance.

"Blow and listen." Yawulan looked at his handsome face like a fool. Although it was a little cold, it was cold and fascinating.

Ling Tianhong squeezed his mouth and put the piccolo in his hand into his arms. He didn't want Yawulan to grab it.

"Give me back," Ling Tianhong's face immediately sank down, and his eyes stared at her coldly with murderous intent. Yawulan stared coldly: "Give me back."

"No return" Yawulan looked at him stubbornly with the piccolo in his hand.

"I warn you that those who touch my flute will die." Ling Tianhong's eyes were angry: "Say it for the last time: give me back."

Yauran looked at him in surprise. He was so precious that the piccolo must have been given by each other. It was really uncomfortable to think so, so he angrily wanted to abandon the piccolo.

Ling Tianhong came to her in front of her with lightning speed, pinching her small neck with one hand, taking the piccolo in her hand with the other hand, and carrying it in his arms.

"You..." Yawulan didn't see it clearly, and the flute was in his hand and quickly put it into his arms. His face turned red because of difficulty breathing.

"If you touch my flute again, you must die." Ling Tianhong stared at her and let go of her and sat back to his original position.

Yawulan coughed and coughed, breathed the air, and then walked over and sat down: "Do you want to strangle me?" Seeing that he ignored him, his voice softened: "Well, it's my fault. My name is Yauran. How about you?"

"Longtian" Ling Tianhong said his name randomly: "What's the matter here?"

"Doing business, what are you doing here?" Yawulan couldn't help but be happy to see that he was willing to talk to her.

"passing by" Ling Tianhong turned his head and looked at her. She was the woman who pestered him today. She was not big but arrogant. She had the domineering spirit rarely seen by women in the Central Plains. "What kind of business are you doing?"

"You can do anything, as long as you can make money." Yawulan played with his black and thick braids.

"You really don't look like a businessman, but like the daughter of a large family, unruly and capricious..." Ling Tianhong spoke rudely.

"I... It's so unruly and capricious." Yawulan stared at him with his little mouth.

Ling Tianhong sneered and said no words. He stood up and jumped down the roof, leaving her to sit on the roof alone.

"Hey... Why is this man so boring that he just left..." Yawulan cursed, but a smile appeared on his face: "Longtian... Huh..."