【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

The room was filled with a dark fragrance, and the man showed an expression that made people unable to leave him at first glance. His eyebrows were straight and his manner was gentle, but there was a hint of obsequious obsequiousness. Xiao Xingchen's face became hot, and he said: " No, there is no need to change people, what exactly is this place?"

The man's eyes watered and he replied: "This is the One Night Spring Breeze Building."

Xiao Xingchen glanced back at the big bed in the private room, and finally realized that he wanted to leave this place quickly.

Seeing that the guest wanted to go, the young lady named Yuzhu got up and sat next to the guest, pretending to inadvertently block the way out of the seat: "It's just drinking tea and talking, why is Mr. Shuanghua so flustered?"

"Shuanghua" was the name given by the handsome guest in front of him just now.

Yuzhu noticed that the virtuous Mr. Shuanghua didn't like to be flattered, so she adjusted herself back to a refined and upright look and handed over the teacup, saying, "This is the best tea from Chunfenglou. Since you are here, please try it anyway." Let's go again. Otherwise, the boss will suspect that Yuzhu's hospitality is not good, and will reprimand me."

Seeing the embarrassment of the white-clothed guest who was determined to go before, Yuzhu knew that this move was exactly what she wanted, and continued to add a bit of calm embarrassment to her voice, "It must be Yuzhu's ugly face that made Mr. Shuanghua lose interest in tea tasting. That's all, the young master is getting bored, and the jade bamboo is not forced to stay."

With that said, he put down the glass.

Xiao Xingchen had vaguely heard that most of the brothels were people from poor backgrounds, and they had no choice but to engage in the skincare business, and were often made things difficult by both the clients and the boss. Hearing this, he immediately softened his heart and said: "No, you didn't entertain badly, and you didn't treat them well. It's not that I'm ugly, it's because I have something urgent to leave, then...then I'll sit down for a while and finish my tea, you shouldn't be reprimanded, right?"

He spoke with sincerity and concern, which made Yu Zhu stunned.Seeing the white-clothed guest pick up the teacup and drink it down in one gulp, Yu Zhu's face showed a lingering shame.

I have never seen a person who is as clean as Mr. Shuanghua in front of me, as if he does not eat the fireworks of the world.Especially those shining and clear eyes, under the gaze of those black and white eyes, it seems that any conspiracy and scheming should be ashamed.At the first sight of this white dress, Yu Zhu laughed secretly, thinking that she was another hypocrite who looked good on the surface but actually used other people as tools for pleasure.After talking for a while, I realized that this person was really heartless, soft-hearted and easy to deceive, and entered the brothel by mistake.

It's a pity, it's not good to enter by mistake, but it happened to enter the One Night Spring Breeze Building by mistake.

Chunfeng Building has a unique tea, which is mellow and fragrant, and has an endless aftertaste. Anyone who drinks the first cup can't help but want to drink the second cup, the third cup, the fourth cup... until he is completely unconscious and unconscious.

Not wine but better than wine, also known as immortal drunk.

Xiao Xingchen drank one cup after another, and when he felt extremely heavy in his head, he had already drunk half of the pot.He tried to stand up, but he could only stand against the wall, and he would collapse if he lost support. He said to Yuzhu, "You...why did you hurt me..."

Within a few breaths, the medicine in his body became more and more powerful, his whole body was sore and limp, and his vision was hazy.Xiao Xingchen closed his eyes tightly, resisting the overwhelming drowsiness, thinking of Xue Yang almost instinctively.

If that person is there, he will definitely not let himself have an accident.

Yuzhu helped him to sit down, got closer, and heard him muttering in a low voice while leaning on the table: "... Find the way back..."

"What?" Yuzhu moved her ears closer, and barely heard the vague words from the mouth that was about to lose consciousness.

"My whole life is...an illusion...a bright moon...sending souls back..."

A poem?

Yuzhu was puzzled, she had already noticed that she was being tricked, how could she be in the mood to chant poems at such a time?Really drunk?

At this moment, a glimmer of blue light flashed across the corner of his eyes, and he looked down. It turned out that the person at the table had completely lost consciousness, and his slender and clean hands were unable to droop. overflowing.

The hand seemed to be doing something under the table.

Polygonatum gathered the hem of her light green clothes and bent down. Sure enough, she found a blue gleam on the back of the table. The gleam outlined a name. The first one was the word "Xue". I haven't finished writing it yet, but guess the word "foreign" according to the existing strokes.

Is poetry not poetry, but some special distress signal?

Yuzhu looked at the unfinished name, grasped the powerless hand in a mysterious way, and with the last bit of blue light overflowing from the fingertips, completed the end of the word "foreign" in one stroke, and then put Xiao Xingchen's two hands together. Hiding them in their sleeves, they put them back on the table, stood up and took a deep breath, their exquisite facial features returned to their indifferent expressions, they pushed open the door gracefully, nodded to the two people waiting outside and left.

Instead, those two people entered the room and dragged the unconscious young man in white at the table to the bed.

The head of the young man in white was drooping all the time when he was dragging, until he was laid on his back, the two people could see his face clearly, one of them couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh, this time the 'goods' are too long. It looks good, with fine skin and tender flesh, and a sense of immortality, which is even better than the beauty of this Spring Breeze House, if there is no scar on the body, it will be perfect, and the buyer must be satisfied."

The other person took his pulse and said in surprise, "He has spiritual power? Isn't it appropriate? Boss Yan has told you not to infect monks."

"Inspect the goods first, and see that he is not from the four major families. He may be a casual cultivator who wandered here, an unknown person. This kind of appearance and figure are one in a thousand. Boss Yan may see it There will be exceptions."

The two of them worked together and began to take off the clothes of the young man in white. After groping for a while, the person who proposed to inspect the goods first said: "This man looks weak and slender. I didn't expect him to be a trainer. The muscles under the clothes are very well-proportioned!"

The other said with a smile: "Look at your perverted look, don't take off his clothes for a while, you won't be able to hold back."

The two laughed and teased, their words became more and more obscene, took off the white coat of the unconscious man, and was about to reach out to remove the waistband of the middle coat, when the candles in the room dimmed suddenly, a blue light flashed on the wrist of the young man in white, more There was a circle of silk thread, and the two people who were picking his clothes felt a murderous aura behind him, filling the whole room in an instant, making it suffocating. , I couldn't tell whether it was being slapped or kicked, one after another flew and slammed into the wall, and there was a roar of gnashing teeth in my ears:

"Fuck! I'm going to kill you alive!!!"

The two of them bumped into each other, their internal organs ached, their heads were bleeding, and when they took a closer look, a man in black with a broken arm appeared in the room. He possessed himself to check the young man on the bed, and then turned his head to stare at them fiercely. , approaching step by step like a life-threatening ghost, "Say! What did you do to him?"

The two people who were beaten into a daze were frightened and frightened, and they denied it flatly: "I didn't do anything, Mr. Shuanghua drank too much, we just undressed him and put him to bed."

"Drink too much? Undress him?? Serve him to bed???" Xue Yang sneered, his anger increased with every word he said, and his smile twisted a little, "Okay, very good."

The sinister smiles made the two of them stunned, and they still hoped that this set of rhetoric could barely get away with the fear.Unexpectedly, the young man in black stared, his face was livid, and he had an evil dagger in his hand. He pointed the sharp point at them and shouted angrily: "Which hand will undress him?! Stretch it out and let me chop it up!!!"

Xue Yang's anger at this moment was about to blow over the roof of the house. Xiao Xingchen never drank alcohol, and there was no trace of alcohol on his body just now, but he just didn't feel it and let others play with him. These two people dare to quibble?

Sophistry is enough, but to mention "undressing" and "serving the bed" is simply adding fuel to the fire, and it seems too long.How could he tolerate being insulted by others, who he himself was reluctant to offend?

Xue Yang squinted his eyes and said, "I'm confused. Take off your clothes. Naturally, both hands are together, so chop them off! How dare you touch him with your dirty hands?!"

With a shout of anger, the two men were so frightened that they wanted to crawl into the wall. One of them scrambled and tried to escape. Xue Yang dragged the man back by his hair and stepped on the bottom of his feet. His dagger stuck to another person's neck again, ready to cut it off, but he hesitated and didn't use any force, and finally said: "Fortunately for you, Mr. Shuanghua doesn't like to see dead people, so save your life first. "

The manager of the One Night Spring Breeze Building heard the noise in the room, thinking that someone had not been accidentally woken up by the medicine, and surrounded the room with a group of thugs. The leader was about to open the door to enter, when the huge nanmu door suddenly shattered. Two embarrassed figures flew out of the gap, and the people at the door couldn't dodge in time. They were hit by those two people and flew out together. On the performance platform on the first floor, a big hole was smashed, several people lying on the ground vomited blood and couldn't get up, Le Ling's performance stopped abruptly, and jumped off the stage in haste and surprise to escape.

"What's going on?" The disturbed guests in other boxes opened the doors to watch the excitement, and some even poked their heads out in disheveled clothes. All of them were accompanied by young men who were well-trained to appease the guests. □ breath.

Xue Yang carried Xiao Xingchen out of the box, saw this scene, thought that the clean Taoist priest had strayed into the pickling place by mistake, and was poured with medicine, he was furious again.He glared at the thugs blocking the left and right paths of the corridor, swung his hand, and threw the dagger at the thugs, accompanied by screams one after another, the thugs fell to the ground one after another, and more than a dozen people had their tendons broken, clutching their wrists and screaming, the dagger was ghostly He spun around and returned to Xue Yang's hand. He snorted coldly, "You should be glad that you met me now, otherwise it would never be as light as a severed hand."

The first time he saw the unconscious Xiao Xingchen, he wanted to kill and splash blood in the brothel. If someone died when he rushed out to fight, then Xiao Xingchen couldn't blame him.But this building is not an ordinary brothel, but is related to a gang that seized the house.At this point, it can be seen that he found his friend trapped, seeking revenge and making trouble. If he went further, in case the other party lost too much, and realized that their intentions were not pure, he would recruit some stronger helpers. When the fighting time dragged on, he would When you are weakest, if neither of you can get out, the loss outweighs the gain.

Thinking of this episode, Xue Yang jumped to the first floor with Xiao Xingchen in his arms, and was about to rush out the door. The manager of Chunfeng Building also jumped down from the third floor, blocking the way first.

The other thugs, Xue Yang, didn't pay attention at all, but the chief executive was standing in the crowd just now, and he was easily dodged twice when he was attacked with a dagger, maybe it was a bit difficult.

If he was fighting alone, such an opponent Xue Yang would naturally not take it seriously, but at this moment, he brought the unconscious Xiao Xingchen with him, and he had to leave this place of right and wrong before midnight, so it was inconvenient for him to fight, so he changed direction Pushing his feet hard, Xiao Xingchen and Xiao Xingchen rushed towards the ceiling, summoning disaster reduction in mid-air, and slashing towards the ceiling, there was a crack on the roof of the exquisite and gorgeous small building that could pass through. Watching Xiao Xingchen fly away from the disaster, during this period, he calmly dodged several long swords and hidden weapons that were shot at him. If you can't make it, you have to give up.

The originally exquisite and gorgeous Spring Breeze Building was in a mess. The debris from the roof fell all over the floor, and some of them hit the injured people who had already fallen from the building and caused secondary injuries. .There was only a pale green figure calmly hiding in the corner. He raised his head slightly, and looked at the cracks in the roof with his beautiful eyes. He breathed a sigh of relief, showing a little admiration and longing.

That night Xue Yang placed the unconscious Xiao Xingchen in the sleeping tent, and never left at midnight, putting the sleeping tent in the center of the breeze shield.When he woke up the next day, Xiao Xingchen hadn't woken up yet.

He carefully checked Xiao Xingchen's pulse and spiritual body, and after confirming that it was just an ordinary drowsiness, he settled down to wait by the side.Looking at Xiao Xingchen's peaceful sleeping face, Xue Yang was glad that the brothel didn't use meth, but after thinking about it, he felt a little bit disappointed—oh, why not meth?

Another half an hour later, Xiao Xingchen sat up with his drowsy head supported. Xue Yang's face sank like water, and he said leisurely, "Mr. Shuanghua, are you awake? How was the waiter in the brothel last night?"

Xiao Xingchen reacted to this strange name for a long time before he remembered what happened last night. He remembered that he had caught a glimpse of a spark in the corner of the room, which seemed to be the incense in the room, not far from him. The soul-calling spell, I hid my hand under the table to draw, and in the end I didn't know whether the name was written or not, and I lost consciousness.

He was really not sure if his soul-calling spell had worked, and he was shocked when he heard Xue Yang's words: "Could it be that you didn't arrive in time?"

Xue Yang sneered coldly: "Why did you arrive in time? I went to the One Night Spring Breeze Building this afternoon because I couldn't find you. When I went, you were lying naked on the bed, and there were two handsome young men sleeping on the left and right, both naked! What a good one Mingyue Qingfeng Xiao Xingchen actually went to a brothel to recruit prostitutes! One trick at a time!"