At the beginning of the morning, the sky is cloudless and the blue waves are mighty.

Qingxiang City!

Thanks to the assistance of all parties and the huge amount of human resources, after more than two months of reconstruction, it has been restored to its original scale. Even the flow of people is much higher than before, and the city is full of people and noise.

Then!

In front of the city gate, a young man in a gray robe stood.

The young man is handsome and handsome. It's just that the dress looks extremely plain, and there is nothing special to give people a special feeling, even if the appearance is passable, but it will definitely not be eye-catching in this Qingxiang City.

And this young man is Ling Tianyu after he came out of the customs.

Looking at Qingxiang City, which was restored to the old and even more brilliant in front of him, Ling Tianyu smiled, it seemed that it was developing as expected, and all parties were trying their best to show favor to Tianxiang Pavilion. It was just that what made Ling Tianyu speechless was that in front of that city gate, there was actually a huge statue, and that statue was extremely similar to Ling Tianyu's previous disguised appearance.

The difference is that the statue has a little more majesty and coldness, holding a long knife in its hand, sitting on a vicious beast, glaring angrily, fierce and vicious, carved lifelikely. And under the statue, a large crowd gathered, looking up at the statue with respect.

"It can't be me, is it? Which prawn sculpted me, that's too unusual, and I'm not that fierce, right? Ling Tianyu muttered depressedly.

"Master, you have never shown your true appearance, and this sculpture is naturally not like you." Xiao Sheng quipped: "However, master, you are really famous this time, and the people in this city regard you as a hero, it seems that during your period of retreat, you have caused a lot of alarm in this Western State." ”

"Heroes? Fortunately, I didn't show my true appearance, and I got such a show, and my true identity was not allowed to be told to the whole world. Ling Tianyu shook his head and sighed, but now it was indeed Ling Tianyu's true appearance, but there were many differences from his appearance when he participated in the pharmacist conference.

Thinking about it, Ling Tianyu walked towards the city.

As you pass by the city gate, you can clearly hear some conversations.

"Is this the little heaven-sama? I wish I could see him in person. ”

"Cut, Lord Xiaotian is the big hero of our Qingxiang City, how can you see it as an idle person."

"Strong! This is the real powerhouse! ”

"No, he's our hero! It is the patron saint of our Qingxiang City! ”

······ As everyone knows, the heroes that these people fear are really passing by them, but no one knows that the heroes they worship in their hearts have appeared in front of them.

Ling Tianyu shook his head helplessly, but he was worshiped as a hero, and he satisfied his little vanity in his heart, and smiled secretly: "Hehe, in fact, it feels quite good to be regarded as a hero." ”

With that, Ling Tianyu asked passers-by and went to the Imperial Wind Pavilion.

This time back to Qingxiang City, Ling Tianyu was not in a hurry to go to Tianxiang Pavilion, but wanted to meet a friend. It's just that more than two months have passed, and Ling Tianyu doesn't know if the person is still there?

Soon, I came to the outside of the Imperial Wind Pavilion.

Yufeng Pavilion, one of the seven halls of the secret door, belongs to the dark night hall, and the seven halls shili are ranked fourth.

It can be said that the Imperial Wind Pavilion is the largest of the seven major pavilions. It is divided into four floors, the first floor is an ordinary gambling house, the second floor is the VIP place of the gambling room, the third floor is the place of wine and fun, and the first floor of Zuihou is the VIP room.

The shili of the Imperial Wind Pavilion is also very mysterious in Qingxiang City, and its pavilion master Zang Peng, who is called a poisonous gyroscope by the people on the road, is a ruthless character. Among the seven halls inside the secret door, although the overall strength of the Dark Night Hall ranks fourth, the strength of its pavilion master Zang Peng is second only to the hall master, and he has the cultivation of the True Martial Eightfold Realm.

At this time, Ling Tianyu was standing outside the huge attic, although he had experienced the great tribulation of Qingxiang City and the Imperial Wind Pavilion had also lost a lot, but it had been more than two months and had recovered from the past.

Places like the Imperial Wind Pavilion are almost everyone's welcome. It can be seen that the people who come and go in and out, all kinds of people, are endless, and only outside the pavilion can clearly hear the noise coming from inside.

Needless to say, Ling Tianyu stepped in, the first floor was the gambling house, the noise inside was deafening, and the person he wanted to see would not be on the first floor, nor would he be on the second floor.

Thinking about it, Ling Tianyu walked towards the third floor.

On the third floor, it's much quieter. There is a balcony inside, and there are singing and playing music on the balcony, which is pleasing to the eye. And the people on this level are all wearing expensive clothes, and it is obvious that it is difficult for ordinary people to be able to afford to spend here.

"Hello, can I reserve a table?" A flower-like woman greeted her with a smile, although Ling Tianyu was dressed in a general way, but in a place like the Imperial Wind Pavilion, there were inevitably some noble and low-key people, so in a place like the Imperial Wind Pavilion, there would not be those snobbish people who looked down on people.

"Hehe, no, I'm from outsider, can I take a look around first?" Ling Tianyu said with a smile.

"Oh, Haode, if you need anything, please call the Lun family." The woman bowed humbly and left with interest.

"Not bad." Ling Tianyu secretly praised, this Imperial Wind Pavilion felt quite comfortable, the service was very thoughtful, and Ling Tianyu walked around.

It's huge, with hundreds of tables, and each table is separated by a little distance so it doesn't look too crowded. And the people in this are mixed, there are men in the rivers and lakes, mercenaries, and children of nobles, and even some people with strange identities who are talking carefully in private. Ling Tianyu's seemingly ordinary identity naturally did not arouse people's interest.

And Ling Tianyu was not interested in these people, he walked around, his face was slightly disappointed, and when he thought that person had left Qingxiang City, his eyes suddenly fell on the corner of an inconspicuous window sill.

There, sitting alone, was a young man in white with a face like a crown of jade and clear eyebrows. At a glance, he is heroic, his appearance is flying, and he is a rare beautiful man. There was a pot of wine and two wine glasses in front of the table, sitting there, still looking long, as if waiting for something, and there was a sense of loneliness and fatigue in his expression.

The young man sat here, giving people a feeling of standing out from the crowd, and that extraordinary and unique temperament looked like a leisurely Confucian scholar.

At a glance, the young man was quite similar to the white boy that Ling Tianyu had seen, and the aura in the body of this young man was very restrained, even allowing Ling Tianyu to discern the truth and the void.

Ling Tianyu's face was startled, his eyes were half-squinted, and the corners of his mouth outlined a special smile, and he walked towards the young man's body.

The young man who was in a state of distraction and contemplation instantly sensed Ling Tianyu's arrival, and when he saw Ling Tianyu for the first time, his deep eyes bloomed with a strange flash, and there was a deep doubt hidden in the depths of his eyes.

"Friend, may you sit down?" Ling Tianyu asked with a smile.

"Of course, all of them are friends." The young man raised his hand lightly and smiled, picked up the wine jug, and politely filled the wine glass in front of Ling Tianyu's table.

Ling Tianyu was shocked, and he already suspected in his heart that the young man in front of him was the person he wanted to see, but now the young man in front of him was quite elegant, not at all like he was deliberately pretending. The original thoughts in my heart can't help but become a little uncertain.

But if the idea in his heart is established, then Ling Tianyu has to admire, the disguise of this body is too clever, the spirit of Confucianism, the imitation is vivid, and he is completely a well-cultivated child of a family.

At the same time, that young man was also looking at Ling Tianyu slightly, perhaps having the same doubts as Ling Tianyu in his heart. It was precisely because of this that the young man did not refuse Ling Tianyu to sit together.

After stabilizing his mood, Ling Tianyu looked like he was unwavering, picked up the wine glass and drank heartily, the wine passed over the liver and sausage, and suddenly rushed into a warm blood, as if he was in the battlefield, his blood was boiling, and he really had a kind of pride. But after the wine is hot, there is a sad feeling, and there is really a kind of sadness of the unsuccessful ambition.

Ling Tianyu savored it carefully, intoxicated by the meaning of the wine, he didn't expect this shijie to have such a good wine.

"This wine is a battlefield of tears, and it is the signature wine in the Imperial Wind Pavilion, I don't know what Brother Tai thinks?" The young man smiled slightly, his star-like eyes staring at Ling Tianyu tightly, as if he wanted to see Ling Tianyu through.

"Tears in the field? Haha, what a tear field. Ling Tianyulang laughed, simply picked up the wine jug by himself, and took another glass heartily, comprehending the meaning of the wine, and couldn't help but groan: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, a few people have come back to fight in ancient times!" ”

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times?" The young man's face was stunned, and he seemed to have silently recited it several times at once in his mind, and he was greatly stunned, and then looked at Ling Tianyu, his eyes were shining, and he hugged his fists with appreciation: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, a few people came back to fight in ancient times, a good poem, it is really a quatrain for the ages, and the brother Tai is outstanding, and he is really admired." ”

"Where, where." Ling Tianyu shook his hand very forcefully, but he was only deeply touched, he accidentally stole the verses of the ancients in his previous life, and then poured another glass, raised his hand and smiled: "Haha, there are a thousand cups of wine for a confidant!" Come! You and I don't ask about the name for the time being, how about a drink together? ”

"Wine is less than a thousand cups of confidants! Good! Good! It's wonderful! I'll just say this to you, and I'll have a drink with you next! The young man praised and laughed again and again, and a pride also arose in his heart, he picked up the wine glass, and the wine glass in Ling Tianyu's hand was crisply touched, and then drank it together.

And those people who were not far away, it might be that Ling Tianyu's momentum was suddenly too loud, and they couldn't help but attract their attention. But seeing that the two of them seemed to be literati, they disdainfully cast contempt, feeling that Ling Tianyu and them were really too pretending, how could the literati and Confucian scholars be worthy of talking about this good wine.

After all, in Shijie, who advocates martial arts, the status of literati is very low. But if you deceive some innocent little girls, the literati will also have a very lethal force.