The Ten Directions of Heaven and Earth

"Seventh Young Master!"

Several people from the Poison Dragon Fort behind noticed something strange and immediately ran up. However, Zong Qin's face had no trace of blood anymore, his pupils gradually dilated, and his eyes turned into a terrifying purple-black color. There was no longer any life breath on his body, "Pfft "With a sound, he fell back.

The soul-chasing thorn in mid-air suddenly lost its light and fell.

"Master!"

Those people were even more frightened to death, and the people nearby were also completely stunned. This man, this man actually killed the Seventh Young Master of Poison Dragon Castle!

At this moment, several groups of masters from Poison Dragon Fort suddenly appeared in front of them. There were about a hundred people, and they had obviously just heard the news and came here.

Someone here woke up in shock and immediately said, "That man killed the Seventh Young Master, don't let him leave!"

When the nearly a hundred people saw Zong Qin lying on the ground with such a terrifying death look, they were completely stunned for a moment. It took them a while to react, and they immediately formed a formation and blocked Xiao Chen's way. "Stop! You!" Who is he?"

Xiao Chen did not stop, and the cold footsteps echoed on the street, making people shudder. At this moment, he seemed to be entangled with some invisible breath of death. As he passed by, even the flowers and plants on the roadside quickly withered. . ★

Why is the aura of death so heavy?

The nearly a hundred people felt a shiver. Although they could not see or touch it, at this moment, they were like frightened birds under the cold death air. They did not dare to move and could only watch helplessly. The man in black robes walked between them.

But at this moment, on a tall building in the distance, there stood a man in green clothes. The man had a circle of green stubble around his mouth, which looked particularly vicissitudes of life. Looking at Xiao Chen's retreating back, he turned out to be Trembling constantly.

At that moment, the wind blew the battle robe on Xiao Chen's head. At that moment, he could see clearly. Even though eleven years had passed, he could still recognize it at a glance.

Eleven years ago, he fled here, thinking that everything would calm down, but at this moment, it seemed that the nightmare had finally come, making him tremble and uneasy for eleven years. Every time he opened his eyes in the cold night, it seemed as if He saw someone coming to take him back.

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The night in Dingfeng City is cold, without the sultry heat of the day. It seems that there are shadows hidden in every corner, and under those shadows, there are often invisible murderous intentions.

Such a suffocating place, but in Dongcheng District, it is prosperous, with flowers in front of the flowers and under the moon, singing and dancing every night.

In the alleys filled with red flowers and willows, the air is filled with a delicate fragrance like orchids and musk deer, petals are dancing all over the sky, the girls are enthusiastic and lively, a gathering place for literati... Whenever night falls, there is a Unique scenery.

And here is Feng Manlou, one of the three major forces in Dingfeng City.

However, in this alley that seems to be singing and dancing every night, the seemingly charming girls seem to be literati and elegant people... Is this the place where murderous intent is truly lurking?

The dangerous building is so high that you can pick up the stars with your hands. The top of the building cannot be seen under the cover of night. It is the "Fengman Tower". Inside, there are lights and colors, singing and dancing, but no one can see the hidden murderous intent.

"Stop, who is it?"

Xiao Chen came to the front of the building and was stopped by two men in black. They were masters of Fengmanlou, both of whom had practiced Taoism for more than a hundred years. Xiao Chen pressed down his robe and said in a deep voice, "Look for someone." ”

"Find someone?"

The two people looked at him suspiciously. The man on the left suddenly stretched out his hand and said coldly, "The rain is coming."

This was obviously a code word. Xiao Chen didn't know it, so he continued in a low voice, "Fengmanlou..."

"Your Excellency, you are in the wrong place..."

The two people's eyes immediately turned cold. Obviously, the secret message was not that. At this moment, a faint female voice suddenly came from behind, "Don't be rude to distinguished guests."

I saw a charming woman in red walking from behind. This woman was Hong Ji among the Twelve Ji in Fengmanlou. Her identity was under Yao Ji. When the two men in black saw her coming, they immediately lowered their heads. He retreated to both sides and said, "I have met Lady Hongji.

"kindness……"

Hong Ji nodded slightly, stepped in front of Xiao Chen with a slender waist, and smiled, "Master, please."

Xiao Chen had no expression on his face and followed her into the building, passed through several vermilion corridors and small bridges and pavilions, and came to the main building. He saw singing and dancing in the hall, guests upstairs and downstairs were full, and bursts of cheers could be heard from time to time.

But how can Fengmanlou, one of the three major forces, be such a place of fireworks on the surface?

Xiao Chen looked closely and saw that the twelve dancers on the stage all had more than a hundred years of Taoism. Several young men who entertained guests also had more than a hundred years of Taoism. An old woman sweeping the floor had more than two hundred years of Taoism. The old man playing the piano on the right had three years of Taoism. More than a hundred years of Taoism...

The wind filled the building, and it turned out that Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

Seeing that he was silent all the way, Hong Ji smiled and said, "Master, please." After saying that, she said "please" and led him upstairs.

When we reached the seventh floor, the singing and dancing below gradually died down, and three graceful women in purple walked towards us. The three of them were smiling charmingly. They were snickering at something as they walked. The three seemingly ordinary girls , in fact, it has been practiced for more than a hundred years.

Seeing Hongji coming this way, the three of them immediately stopped talking and said hello with a smile, "Sister Hongji."

The woman on the right saw Xiao Chen with a cold face and saw him wearing a black robe. She was very amused. She smiled sweetly and said, "What a handsome young man. It's just that he came to Fengmanlou and was still wearing this black robe. It's a bit a bit awkward." It ruins the scenery, why not let the girl untie it for the young master..."

As he said that, the woman's hand reached out to Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's eyes suddenly turned cold and he clasped her wrist. At that moment, the air was so solid that it seemed to freeze people into ice, and the atmosphere was extremely cold. .

"Ouch……"

The woman frowned and said angrily, "Sir, you hurt me..."

Xiao Chen slowly released her wrist, and Hong Ji glanced at the three of them, "You go down to entertain the other guests first."

"Yes, Sister Hongji."

The other two women stuck out their tongues and smiled, and immediately pulled the previous woman down. They were still covering their mouths and laughing, and looking back at Xiao Chen from time to time.

After the three of them left, Hong Ji smiled softly, "Sisters are not sensible, sir, please don't get along with them." After that, she made a gesture of invitation.

Xiao Chen didn't say anything, his whole person was still cold and cold, and he walked forward. Hong Ji looked at him from behind, shook his head and smiled, he was really a guy who could not move like an iceberg.

Arriving at a pavilion on the seventh floor, I saw that the furnishings in the room were simple and elegant, not as dazzling as other rooms. There was a light sandalwood scent in the air, a simple Yao Qin was placed on the table, and there were fine wines. Jade bottles are all ready.

Hong Ji smiled and said, "There is no one here. Master, wait for a moment. I will go find Sister Yao Ji. If you come back late, someone will come to entertain you later."

Xiao Chen didn't say anything. He brushed his robe and sat down in front of the case. Hong Ji nodded and smiled, then closed the door and went outside. The sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Xiao Chen was left alone in the room, pouring and drinking. After a while, the laughter of several women suddenly sounded outside. The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped outside the room. "Young Master is inside." ?"

Xiao Chen remained silent and poured himself a drink. The four women outside heard the sound of pouring wine, opened the door and walked in. They said with a smile, "Sister will be back later, let us wait on the young master."

"No need, get out."

Xiao Chen's voice was still cold. He slowly picked up the wine glass in his hand as he spoke. His consciousness was sharp. These four women were not ordinary dancers. They had all practiced Taoism for more than a hundred years.

"Wouldn't it be boring for the young master to drink alone during the long night? Why not let the little girl play the piano for the young master..."

A woman smiled and walked to the case. She flicked her sleeves and placed her slender fingers on the strings of the piano. The sound of the piano gradually sounded in the room.

"That little girl has no choice but to show off her skills. Master, don't make fun of her."

The other woman smiled softly and danced along with the music. The other two women walked over, one on the left and one on the right, and poured wine for him. "Sir, please."

At the end of the melody, Xiao Chen remained unmoved, and his whole body was still as iceberg-like. The woman playing the harp smiled sweetly and said, "What do you think of this song, 'Fragrant Soul Yin'?"

Xiao Chen's face was cold and cold. He raised his head and drank a glass of wine. He threw the empty wine glass back and said, "It's boring." After that, he stood up and walked out of the house.

The four women were startled. The woman Fuqin stood up immediately and said, "Sir, wait a minute."

Seeing the anxious look on her face, Xiao Chen stopped and gave her a cold look, "How are you doing?"

I saw cold sweat on the faces of the four women. The woman playing the piano lowered her head and said, "If the four of us did something wrong, you can tell me, but if you leave like this, the four of us will probably... …”

"Whether you live or die, it has nothing to do with me."

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen's voice was surprisingly cold, making the four women feel as if they had fallen into an icy abyss. At this moment, a plain female voice finally sounded outside, "That's it, you guys, please step back."

Hearing this voice, the four women were startled for a moment, then immediately lowered their heads, cupped their hands and said, "I see you, Lady Yao Ji."

I saw a woman in purple slowly appearing under the candlelight. The woman's temples were like mist, her red lips were white, and she seemed to be walking out of a painting. She was three-quarters charming and seven-cent fairy-like. There is a third part of the fairy spirit in her charm.

"Back off."

The sound was like pearls falling on a jade plate, and the four women immediately lowered their heads and went outside. After the four people left, Yao Ji looked at Xiao Chen and smiled softly, "Young master, please take a seat." After that, she said it. A "please" gesture.

Xiao Chen returned to his previous seat. Yao Ji smiled softly and said, "It seems that Young Master Xiao has met Senior Chu before."

Xiao Chen didn't say anything and drank another glass of wine. Then he took out the gold leaf from his sleeve and threw it over with a "whoosh" sound. The voice was lukewarm, "Why are you looking for me?"