Master, he doesn't want to [Transmigration Book]

Yangcheng is located at the junction of Qinglong and Zhongzhou, the terrain is complex and precipitous, mixed with fish and dragons, notoriously chaotic, it is a gathering place for extremely vicious people,

The most representative of Yangcheng is Yangliuqing. As the name suggests, Yangliuqing is a flower house. During the day, the girls are soliciting customers outside in a serious manner, but at night it becomes a hell of flesh and blood business.

There is everything in Yangliuqing, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is hell.

One-by-one, one moment you may still have a beautiful beauty in your arms, but the next second, the beauty will become a painted skin demon, whether it is a human, a ghost or a demon, it is hard to tell.

At night, Yangliuqing is brightly lit, and there are several painted boats floating on the big river in front of the gate. The painted boats are exquisite and exquisite.

A few girls leaned softly on the railing with their chins propped up, their winking eyes were like silk, they chatted one after another, and their eyes scanned the surroundings.

When they glanced at the shore, their eyes lit up, and they pushed and flew down the boat.

Standing under the shade of the trees on the bank is a young man in white clothes, with a high collar and sword sleeves. The hem of his clothes is intricately embroidered with bamboo leaf patterns. The bamboo leaves are so lifelike that they glow silver when you look closely.Due to the weak light under the shade of the tree, the young man stood below, and his whole body blended into the night, making it difficult for people to notice.

The young man didn't seem to notice that a few charming women came to welcome him, but he still stood there, looking at Yang Liuqing on the other side.

Yangliuqing is very lively, brightly lit, the river surface is dyed red by the dazzling orange light of Yangliuqing, and the gurgling water seems to be covered with dragon scales, which is extremely eye-catching.

I don't know who put up lanterns in the river. The lanterns are lotus lanterns of various colors, floating down the river. No one knows where they are about to float, but they only know that they come from Yangliuqing.

"My lord, it's boring to just watch here, why don't you go in and have a sit?" Several women laughed and greeted him, their pale hands clasped the young man's chest.

"My lord, it's very lively inside, let's go in."

"Let's go, let's go." Seeing that the young man didn't refuse, the several women looked at each other, boldly shook the young man's arm, and spoke delicately.

Young people are born with good looks, good temperament, and can't see through their cultivation. Just standing is a gorgeous landscape painting, which is exciting.

The people coming and going in front of Yangliuqing's gate didn't know what they saw, the young man suddenly raised a smile on his face and nodded with a smile.

Several women then pushed the young man to go to Yangliuqing. They wanted to push him to Huafang, but seeing that the other party was not interested in Huafang, they made a second choice and chose Yangliuqing.

There are a lot of sisters in Yangliuqing, and nobles like young people have to be gnawed to the "bones" when they enter. Therefore, as soon as they enter the door, a few women are like animals protecting food, staring at the young man closely.

Several people went up the stairs, and when they passed by a private room, the young man stopped and glanced at the room from the corner of his eye.

His gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and see the scene inside.

Sitting in the room was a man in black. The whole body of the man in black was covered, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and the eyes were full of anxiety and guilt.

The man in black was probably waiting for someone to come, and he pinched the red grapes in the fruit plate irritably and unconsciously, splashing the juice.

"Is there someone in the next room?" the young man asked.

The young man's voice was deep and magnetic, touching the woman's heartstrings. The woman in the red dress half-covered her body was leaning softly on his shoulder, her temples were slightly scattered, "Young Master, there is someone next door, but if you like this location, there is another room upstairs. , in the same position."

The young man seemed to be playing hard to get, he gently pushed away the delicate woman leaning on him, brushed the woman's sideburns and broken hair with his slender fingers, brushed it behind her ear, and said in an ambiguous tone: "It's just upstairs, this floor is fine." But is there any other good location?"

The red-clothed woman's heart skipped a beat, she winked and shyly cursed secretly: It's really bad.

"Yes, you can have as many good positions as you want."

Several beautiful women in Luo Yi fluttered around the young man and went to the opposite side. There was also a private room there, which was originally reserved for Mr. Qiang, but he didn't see anyone else at this point, so he probably won't come.

When he was about to push open the private room door, the young man frowned slightly and paused.

The woman in red noticed his abnormality with sharp eyes, and gently stroked the young man's brows with her white jade fingertips: "My lord, what is this... ah, it's so cold!" The moment her fingertips touched it, it was like touching a thousand-year-old ice , The cold man trembled all over, and retracted his hand reflexively.

The inner demon is suppressed with ice all the year round, and the cold air enters the body, which becomes a hidden disease. It will happen every once in a while, and it seems that the hidden disease has happened again.

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes were slightly cold, and he pushed the door in: "Don't touch me, be careful of your life."

Shocked by the young man's change of face, the women froze for a moment, then followed into the private room, and at the same time served fine wine and lighted incense to add to the fun.

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Leaving from Nanze and returning to Waiting Hall, Feng Chang'an used the life and death wedge to roughly determine the location of Xia Yunxu, grabbed the sword and ran, within two steps, sat on the threshold, held the sword and looked into the distance.

"081, I'm thinking, in a few decades, or a few hundred years, I'll reach my original cultivation level again, the first thing I want to do is..."

081 understood what his series of operations were for, and asked vigilantly, "What?"

"Beat!" Feng Chang'an patted his sleeves and stood up, "Anyway, he was also my disciple of Feng Chang'an before, but he was so useless. A Po Xie Chong would be stumped. I think he just needs a beating."

When the subject changed, Feng Changan blinked, "081, you should have a way to save people, right?"

081 was silent for two seconds, turned off the phone decisively, and cut off contact.I knew it was not a good thing, and I wanted to cheat the system again!

Feng Changan: "..."

He walked back and forth in front of the gate several times, and for some unknown reason, probably because he didn't want to see the people he raised being bullied, Feng Chang'an gritted his teeth and walked straight out of the sect with his sword in hand.

Perhaps as 081 said, he is indeed soft-hearted.

Although the other party no longer recognizes him as a master, he has not yet denied this apprentice. He has been protecting him for decades, and he is used to it.

As Yunxu's direct disciple, Feng Chang'an was no one to care about his entry and exit, and he left the sect smoothly.

After leaving the sect, he considered that Yangcheng was thousands of miles away from the Qing Yunzong, and he would definitely not be able to reach it for a while, so Feng Changan directly carved the formation. Although he was not very good at the formation, there was still no way to simply transfer the formation. question.

Using the transfer array, you will arrive at Yangcheng in an instant.

After nightfall, Yangcheng was very lively, the streets were bustling with people, Feng Changan didn't know the exact location, so he called 081 again, and checked with him.

Fortunately, Yangcheng is not big, and it is confirmed that it is in the city, so the scope of investigation is much narrowed, and the work is easier.

Feng Chang'an has been followed by people since he entered Yangcheng. This place is a paradise for vicious outlaws. It is a surprise to suddenly break into a weak-looking lamb.

Guessing how much the lamb was worth, several poor and crazy people followed behind him silently.

——Only the poor and insane would look at this weak lamb, and the rich would disdain this little piece of meat that doesn't even fit between the teeth.

After following for a long distance, the few people did not make a move. They wanted to do it, but when they saw the lamb seemed to be looking for something, they didn't dare to do it, and wanted to observe for a while.

Just observe this for a while, and the person disappeared.

Several people searched up and down and couldn't find anyone, so they had to give up, and the duck flew away with hatred.

The people in Yangcheng are all villains who are desperate for their lives, and they don't want to cause big troubles. After Feng Chang'an found the specific location, he used magic to quickly get rid of the people who were following him.

Seeing that Yangliuqing was a flower house in the distance, Feng Changan didn't intend to go in through the main entrance, avoiding the bustling main entrance, carefully walked along the river to a few tens of meters away from Yangliuqing, jumped across the river, and turned into the pavilion from Yangliuqing's backyard.

People coming and going in the backyard were about to pass through the corridor when they were spotted by a young woman in revealing clothes.

The woman looked at him suspiciously, wondering where this young man came from and why he appeared in the backyard. The backyard is a resting place for the girls, and ordinary guests are not allowed to enter.

Before he had time to question, his eyes went dark, and he was knocked unconscious by this seemingly harmless young man with a blade.

Women in Yangliuqing are divided into geisha and prostitutes who simply sell their bodies, and their costumes are different. This woman is obviously selling her body.

Feng Chang'an was about to drag her to a dark place to let her continue to sleep, but found a name embroidered on her chest: Qing'er.

There was a small willow leaf embroidered on the edge of the cuffs of the fox-like shirt near the inside.

It is the symbol of Yangliuqing.

Feng Changan looked at the tiny willow leaf, narrowed his eyes, and had an idea.

Since no one came over yet, Feng Chang'an took the girl named Qing'er with one hand and quickly left her in an empty room.

Seeing this, 081, who was originally lifeless, immediately regained his energy: "Is it true that the civet cat is replaced by the prince? Are we going to strip her clothes next, exciting!"

081 doesn't care much about anything, except for this seemingly exciting thing, gossiping like an old lady eating melon seeds sitting in front of the gate and talking nonsense with her eighth and seventh aunts.

Feng Chang'an rolled his eyes: "Did you eat the spell?" Asking this, Feng Chang'an pinched the Huanxingjue, and changed from a handsome boy into a girl exactly like Qing'er.

"How is it, is it the same?"

Feng Chang'an appeared in the water mirror, squatted down, and looked at the fainted Qing'er.

"Hey, I thought I was going to strip the clothes." 081 sighed, and said perfunctorily, "It's the same, exactly the same."

Feng Chang'an looked at Qing'er again and again, and he was relieved to be sure that it was carved out of the same mold.

However, what made Feng Changan unhappy was that the clothes were a bit revealing, with slits on the thighs, which couldn't be covered at all. Feng Changan pulled it several times, but couldn't cover it up.The chest is okay, but the fabric is thin, but it is also covered.

Not caring much, Feng Changan mentioned Qing'er, stuffed her under the quilt, covered her from head to toe, and made sure everything was safe, so he went out instead of Qing'er.

It is true that Feng Changan had a high cultivation level before, but his sense of direction was not very good, especially when the surrounding environment is well-connected and neatly built for aesthetics. The difference is very small, and the sense of direction is even worse. less than direction.

081 can only roughly determine the location, and can't show him the way, so he goes around in circles with Feng Chang'an.

Everyone in Yangliuqing has self-cultivation, people, ghosts and demons are mixed together, and it is hard to tell what the other party is.If you are reckless and use your spiritual power to find someone, you may be caught.After going around for a while, Feng Chang'an memorized the route and avoided the route he had traveled before finding the right direction.

Along the stairs to the corridor, Feng Changan lowered his head, minimizing his sense of existence.

He checked the first, second, and third floors, but there was no one there, so the fourth and fifth floors were left. These two floors are full of high-ranking officials and dignitaries, and they may be on which floor.

Before he could go upstairs, he was stopped by a shrill female voice.

"Damn girl! Where are you going!"

Feng Chang raised it abruptly, but there was no one around, so it must be him.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on the palms of his hands, Feng Changan turned around slowly, and looked down at the man.He secretly accumulated energy, and as soon as the opponent made any changes, he would kill the opponent first.

The owner of the shrill female voice was a procuress with heavy makeup. She stared at Feng Chang'an with wide eyes, and several girls followed behind her.

After making sure that she read the words embroidered on her chest correctly, she flew into a rage, "Qing'er, you damn girl, you still don't agree to it!

What are you doing with your head down? Hurry up and wait in Mr. Lu's room on the fifth floor, what are you doing running out!You idiot! "

Mr. Lu?

Feng Changan guessed that it was Qinger's girl's guest, nodded calmly, turned around and walked to the fifth floor, his pace was not fast, but he was also dissatisfied, and disappeared after turning the corner.

The old bustard was still cursing below, cursing and cursing, when a beautifully dressed girl next to her suddenly said, "Mother Li, did you feel that Qing'er was a little weird just now, she has never been like this before. Hearing you call her, every time It’s not good to be courteous every time, smiling like a flower.”

"That's actually..." The old bustard lowered his head and pondered for a while, then he came to his senses and yelled, "Not good!"

The girls were taken aback by her bad voice, and said repeatedly: "Mother Li, what's wrong?"

The old bustard didn't speak, she lifted her skirt and stomped her fat feet on the ground twice, as if she was angry at her own stupidity.

After stamping his feet, he ran to the patrol area, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he cursed and said, "Don't eat, squat, get out, fifth floor, my mother invites you to dinner!"

As soon as the words were finished, a few fat-headed monsters appeared from the empty room. They rolled over and flew directly from the railing on the fourth floor to the fifth floor.

After stamping his feet, he ran to the patrol area, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he cursed and said, "Don't eat, squat, get out, fifth floor, my mother invites you to dinner!"

As soon as the words were finished, a few black shadows rolled out from the corner and turned into four fat men with big ears. They rolled around in the room several times, and the four of them flew directly from the railing on the fourth floor to the fifth floor.

Feng Chang'an went up to the fifth floor, lowered his head, and looked for people along the room. Before he found two rooms, four big men in coarse cloth with fat heads and big ears turned up, blocking the way one after the other, full of evil spirits. .

Feng Chang'an's footsteps stopped, and the gentle eyebrows and eyes of a woman darkened.

He quickly supported the railing and jumped down to the fifth floor, and the big guys reacted very quickly. Seeing him jumping off the fifth floor, they immediately jumped down the fifth floor, and at the same time kept firing hidden weapons.

This kind of hidden weapon is similar to a dart, with a rope tied behind it, if it misses a hit, it can be retracted with a flick of the wrist, and it can attack again.

The hidden weapon rope is made of stretchable snow silk. Within a certain range, the length can be long or short, and it will not be limited by distance.When Feng Changan was shot from the hidden weapon, he grabbed the hidden weapon and threw the big man who shot the hidden weapon to the second floor, and at the same time used his strength to climb to the third floor.

The lobby was full of customers, and when they saw someone fighting, they clapped their hands and laughed, and some even picked up gongs and drums and whistled cheerfully.

For these desperadoes, nothing pleases them more than dead people, and if they do, it's mating.

The few big men had no relay points, so they were forced to fall to the ground, and then quickly climbed up the stairs. There were railings on the stairs, so they jumped while climbing, at an extremely fast speed.

After Feng Changan landed on the third floor, he climbed the railing and flew back to the fifth floor. As soon as he reached the fifth floor, someone opened the door to check the situation.Before the woman opened the door to see the situation clearly, a gust of fragrant wind hit, and a sharp sword was attached to her neck.

"Close the door and don't call anyone, otherwise!" Feng Changan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and pressed the sharp sword on the young woman's neck.

A cold light flashed in the young woman's eyes, and just as she was about to attack, a passionate female voice came from behind her.

"Gacheng, listen to her and close the door."

Hearing the words, Jia Cheng closed the door and said, "Can we let go now?"

Feng Chang'an was still holding the sharp sword: "When someone comes, you are not allowed to report me, otherwise I will kill you now!"

The blue veins on Jiacheng's forehead popped up: "You..."

Before she finished speaking, the previous voice sounded again, "Yes."

Feng Chang'an switched his hand to the sword, turned around to see who was talking.

In a room with flickering red candles, several dancers, dressed in midriff-baring dresses and pipas, showed off their dancing postures in front of them.

The person who spoke was a red-clothed woman, squinting her eyes and leaning on the young man's shoulder, seeing the wind Chang'an looked over, her voice was like a yellow warbler, and said quietly: "What's wrong with my sister, but what kind of trouble have you encountered?"

Feng Changan didn't even look at her, but turned to the young man who was on her pillow. The young man was holding a snow-white cat in his arms, and he was smoothing the snow-white cat's hair with one hand, looking down at the historical records of Yangcheng on the table.

The young man is handsome and young, about 24 or [-] years old, with thick black hair.

He was wearing a moon-white dress, and the folded neckline was slightly open, revealing his sickly white skin. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were deep and energetic, holding the cat in his arms and staring at the black and white words seriously.

Feng Changan glanced over the young man's face, and landed on the beauties around him who toasted and smiled coquettishly, and then turned back to the young man, showing a "kind and kind" smile.

Sensing the scorching sight, the young man paused his fingers flipping through the book, subconsciously raised his head, and met Jinfeng Chang'an's curved winking eyes.

Yun Xu, who saw the opponent's real body at a glance: "..."

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Feng Chang'an kindly drew his sword: I came to save you with the heart of being buried with you. It's great that you hug left and right here!

Yun Xu: I'm afraid I'm going to die terribly qwq, Master, please listen to my explanation!

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

1 bottle of Mr. Cat;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!