Nine Desolation Youth Tour

Li Chongyue couldn't bear it anymore, and immediately argued: "You bought me incense back then!"

Ruan Chongsheng: "...Huh?"

It seems oh.

Feeling the fierceness of the two girls crowding people before, Ruan Chongsheng threw his purse to Li Chongyue to buy incense, so as to avoid another suffering, and he didn't think about it for a while when he came out.

"You lost your purse?"

Li Chongyue wrinkled her nose, humming and chirping: "It's not like this blind man stole it from my aunt!"

Wu Qianqiu raised his chin, and the knife he was carrying slowly moved to three inches below the navel. Ruan Chongsheng shook with that man, but the person who did this was calm, his eyes sparkling in the dark, "No luck!" spirit."

Concise and concise.

But it's not a matter of luck or not.Even if spiritual power is used, it is at most a monk showing supernatural powers, which is not so rare, but my aunt, a weak woman who resists Guan Gong's knife might not be able to leave Jinling people with more than ten years of talk after dinner.

Of course, it may also leave a lifetime of psychological shadow on the man on the ground.

"...It's good that people are fine." Ruan Chongsheng put his hands on Hu Yang, he always has the habit of carrying weapons with him, and going to the night market is no exception.Looking around, fortunately there were quite a few onlookers, but there were not those official sons and gentlemen, and some of them were also female sons of non-members and gentry families, so it would not be too involved.

Then as if nothing had happened, he put his hands behind his back and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ruan Chongsheng grew up in Jinling City since he was a child, and he knew that the biggest taboo in Jinling City was to involve the government and the people above, and the rest were not too much trouble, so it was easy to expose it.

Li Chongyue snatched the purse from the hand of the man on the ground, stepped on it seemingly "lightly", threw the purse away amidst the wailing sound, and said crisply: "Third brother, it has returned to its original owner."

...I always feel that it is not so simple.

Ruan Chongsheng tied his purse around his waist again, took a step forward in the night, picked up the lantern that Li Chongyue hastily dropped from the side of the road, and squatted beside the big man to take a picture.

A little familiar.

Ruan Chongsheng's ability to remember people is not bad, he thought for a moment, "Is it you?"

One of the men downstairs in Fu'an who molested Li Zhongyue!

Who is Li Zhongyue?Penglai's beloved little junior sister, the only daughter of the old sect head, the step-sister of the acting head, and the solid eldest lady of Penglai Xianmen.

Growing up in such an environment, Li Zhongyue also developed a character of revenge and revenge. She had something to do along the way, and Jin Chonghua was under pressure. She didn't even think about making a special trip to trouble those three people, but she met again on a beautiful day. "Old friend", he stole the girl who had been molested, so he can't blame her.

Ruan Chongsheng sighed silently: Brother, you are not wronged.

"Third sister, you... first move Zhizhi away from him. Put the knife back."

This place is next to the "Smoke Water", surrounded by a bank of smoke water and weeping willows around the bank, Ruan Chongsheng is really afraid that this ancestor is a butcher, the third girl who loves tiger skin couches and is known as "the most powerful character of the Wu family" What kind of "upside down weeping willow" has been done.

Then it is not a ten-year talk, but a century-old legend.

Wu Qianqiu blinked, and took a quick snapshot. As soon as the blade wind passed, half of the blade had already entered the storage bag.

Ruan Chongsheng didn't bother to bother about what the crowd around exclaimed, and asked Li Chongyue, "Did you vent your anger?"

The little junior sister stuck out her tongue, "Yes."

"Well, then let's go." If you stay here for a long time, it will be troublesome if you alert the government at the end of the street, and you will have to miss other things.

Li Chongyue, who said she was angry, scratched her head, and when she was about to leave, she felt outraged again, and the broken willow branch ruthlessly inserted into the man's palm, with moderate force, neither light nor heavy, it depends on fate whether to keep her hand or not.

"Don't let my aunt meet you again, hit me every time I see you, get out!"

Ruan Chongsheng glanced at it, but said nothing.People who do not change their bad habits have no right to life and death, but there is nothing wrong with teaching them a lesson.

The smoky water burned out behind him.

Ruan Chongsheng coaxed Li Chongyue to go back. The little girl was not happy at first, but Jin Chonghua honestly disappeared with a glance.

"She has always been self-willed, but she is still considered pure-hearted." After she left, Jin Chonghua said.

Of course, Ruan Chongsheng liked this little junior sister very much, he waved his hand, and asked with a smile: "Would you like to experience the real romance in the world, senior brother?"

If you want to find a metaphor for this smile, it must be the stealthy cat in the corner.

Wu Qianqiu was dumbfounded: "A Sheng..."

It's a pity that she was still a bit of an elder sister, but after the big knife pressed her hips, only the fierce wind remained. Ruan Chongsheng blinked, "Why don't the three sisters be together?" It seemed to confirm her bold conjecture.

Footsteps stagnate.

When I lowered my head, there was an endless stream of vehicles and horses, and when I raised my eyes, I saw two huge "brothels".

Without the innocent little girl, you can go to some less innocent places.

"Brother Sheng is here!"

"Shengsheng Shengsheng, come here!"

"Go get Mom!"

The fragrance is blowing, and the beauty is eager.

Jin Chonghua walked in calmly.The red sleeves swaggered, the fragrant wind gusts, Wu Qianqiu gritted his teeth, hugged Ruan Chongsheng, put his head on the side of his chest, and strode forward, "Let's go, Yinyang—anyway, the superior You are all gone, what am I afraid of! The Wu family doesn't pay attention to the three virtues!"

Wuling was young and struggling with his head, and there was an unknown number of red ribbons.

All the way through the bustle, poets and poets are mixed among them, and couplets are presented, and the barriers are full.

Ruan Chongsheng first came here at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and has been hanging out here for more than three years, and he is very familiar with the girl in the building, so he didn't ask Gui Nu to lead the way, but was led by the bustard's mother and niece to the second floor.

"Brother Sheng hasn't been here for a long time, and many sisters have lost weight. Who is this young man next to him? He looks so handsome! I think that the most handsome Chengbei Mr. Luo in the city is not as good as him! Oh, yes Who is Brother Sheng?"

Ruan Chongsheng glanced sideways with a smile, and the faint singing voice downstairs said, "You can't find it in the world, playing the old flute beside the plum in white..."

He wondered, "Sister Wenlin?"

The little girl shook her head, "Sister Wenlin redeemed herself a month ago. Now it's Sister Cuiwei who replaced her." No wonder it was melodious and melodious, unlike the past.

However, before Ruan Chongsheng could sigh a few words, the little girl changed the subject again: "Old rules, two pots of foolish immortals, three plates of mandarin duck cakes, side dishes look good, but there must be eight treasure ducks! I have ordered it down."

Ruan Chongsheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You, you shouldn't be called Xiao Fangfei, you might as well just change your name to 'Little Parrot'."

Xiao Fangfei is the niece of the madam's mother's family. She has a quick mouth and chatters endlessly all day long, running upstairs and downstairs. The girls in the building tease her as a "little parrot".

Hearing this, Xiao Fangfei was even more cheerful, and led a group of three people all the way to the private room on the second floor.

Silk and bamboo orchestra, laughter and laughter.

There were two black wooden tables in the room, and eight round stools were placed under them. The corners of the stools were slightly raised and engraved with the Eight Immortals crossing the sea. Jin Chonghua chose one to sit down.

Xiao Fangfei still wanted to stretch her neck to inquire, but Ruan Chongsheng stood in front of her with a smile, and stopped Jin Chonghua from pouring wine.

"This son is not easy to mess with, I'll accept your little thoughts."

Xiao Fangfei stuck out her tongue, "I just feel that the young master is born too well, and I don't need to take a few more glances."

Ruan Chongsheng smiled: "No."

"Oh." Although Xiao Fangfei lived in the brothel at a young age, the madam protected the girl and pampered her, and she lived a life of being pampered like Li Chongyue. She was not afraid of Ruan Chongsheng at all. He secretly looked around at Wu Qianqiu.

She approached with a hippie smile, "This is my first time here? Hehe, I'm so lucky today. There are so many fairy-like characters here. How about a good sister? There is a winding path leading directly to the 'South Pavilion' behind our brothel. There are a lot of young men with fine skin and tender flesh, not only for masculine officials, but also for ladies. Which kind do girls like? There are weak willows and Fufeng, which I feel pity for, some are heroic, and those Wrapped with 'four' inch golden lotus..."

As he said that, he moved his head half an inch closer to the stunned Wu Qianqiu's ear, thinking he whispered: "If my sister doesn't even look down on me, Mr. Jiao will care about it. There are also sisters in the building who are used to grind mirrors... "