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The night is vast, the road is long, the night is as black as ink, and the cold air is mixed with a strange and strange atmosphere. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Yinfeng, who was physically and mentally exhausted, staggered step by step, walking on the thick snow, and the true qi that was like a gossamer slowly ran in his body. The endless Tai Halal Qi is like a tenacious grass shivering in the cold night, but it is also tenacious and does not fall. A thread, two threads, a hundred threads, a thousand threads, and the silk-like true qi slowly grew in his body.

The cold breath was still in his mouth, and the pain on the side of the palm above his left shoulder was faintly attacking. Walking like thin ice, he swayed and walked forward, he didn't know how long he had been walking, and he didn't know what street he was in this huge Jinling City. And his heart at this time is like a light in a dark night, which may be swallowed up by the darkness at any time, and may be extinguished by the cold wind at any time.

A figure, staggering, where will a hesitant heart go, Ye Yinfeng has never been so dazed, and this great prosperous imperial capital does not seem to have a place for him to live. At this time, the street became wider and more splendid, and the residual snow on the street had already been swept clean, leaving only a few water stains on the street, and a faint light appeared on the thick bluestone.

Everywhere there are large lanterns that glow red, and the pavilion architecture here is even more spectacular.

The red light is overflowing, the bright lights are colorful, the incense carts and horses shuttle endlessly, this is the most prosperous street in this Jinling City, the wide street is straight and horizontal, and the four main streets are divided into nine large and small areas in the shape of a tic-tac-toe.

The bright red lights that kept circulating, from there were bursts of sheng songs in the pavilion, a few pipa and a few guzheng playing each other, and the corresponding joyful sound came into Ye Yinfeng's ears.

At this time, I don't know what time it is, but this lively and prosperous imperial capital city is filled with a general dizzy smell of rouge and gouache, whether it is a literati or an artist, all of them have a little sickly vassal elegance. This seemingly impregnable city has a terminally ill and deformed body.

The faint smell of rouge powder spread out from this street, making Ye Yinfeng feel inexplicably stunned, and everywhere he saw was red curtains flying, candlelight glass, and a few graceful figures flickering in the bright fire light. The hazy posture, the pleasant laughter like silver bells, but it penetrated into his ears like thorns.

Ye Yinfeng walked on the street where six or seven carriages could be side by side, in stark contrast to the teenagers who looked like sons and brothers who were gorgeously dressed and extravagant, but he felt that he had a feeling of being out of place on this street. Dressed in an ordinary blue shirt, there is no treasure flowing cloth brilliance, and there is no jade jade ornament on the body, just alone, although with a somewhat delicate face, the whole body exudes an elegant-like temperament, but where do the sons who are so gorgeous and radiant know the goods.

Some of them sat on horses, some sat in incense carts, and when they saw Ye Yinfeng alone, their eyes showed a little disdainful expression, and at the same time, they also showed an expression of surprise on their faces as if they had discovered a new continent. Because they had never seen such a shabby teenager appear in this street.

This is one of the most prosperous streets in the imperial capital of Jinling, and the frequent visitors to this street are not rich or noble, where can there be people dressed so shabby. Isn't it that I was fascinated by the beautiful lady in the hook bar again, seeing that he was so delicate, there were also a few rich young masters who had a strange charm in their hearts. In the past, they had everything they wanted, whether it was a stunning beauty or a handsome rabbit brother, they all got it with their strength. But now, looking at the blue-shirted young man walking on this street, his delicate face is a little handsome, especially the unique temperament exuded from him, which made their hearts suddenly erupt with a raging fire.

Ye Yinfeng didn't know where to go, the Tai Halal Qi in his body had recovered a few percent, and he was still one or two percent away from his heyday. Walking aimlessly all the way, he didn't know where he had come, and although he stepped lightly on his footwork, he was a few points faster than ordinary people. When he came to this bustling, brightly lit street, his steps began to slow down.

Here, the carriages are like a stream, but most of them are relatively slow, not a single carriage is fast, and there is not a horse galloping, which shows the prosperity and management here. Looking at the tall horses that were all white or brown walking slowly in front of him, he knew that he had come to a street that did not fit in with him. Look at it again, those rich children who are like high-spirited extravagance, which one is not a brocade robe, and his body is full of valuables such as jade pendants. Look at yourself again, in addition to the belt made of the exquisite jade sword tied around the waist has some characteristics, the blue shirt worn all over the body is as shabby as it is.

A series of strange gazes swept over him, and those strange gazes contained disdain, and some also contained meanings that he did not understand. Such an environment did not make him timid, but made him straighten his body even more, walking with his head held high, and the soft aura exuded from his body made the rich young masters who were watching him couldn't help but look stunned. There are also such people, who are not ashamed, but proud, and stride on this street as if they were idle.

Ye Yinfeng ignored the various stares staring at him, he walked slowly past the horses, and passed through the middle of the carriages.

Most of the carriages and horses on the street headed out of the street, and the wide street became crowded. There are also groups of young masters who look like sons walking on this street, and they don't know what to say about some improvised poems, and when they talk about their pride, they can't help but dance.

Ye Yinfeng didn't care at all about the few strange gazes that stayed on him, and those strange gazes revealed a luxurious atmosphere, which made him feel very uncomfortable. And after he received a blow from the old man's palm, his mood did not fully recover, and a faint sadness and outpouring of anger erupted in his heart all the time.

"This brother, I don't know where to go, how about giving you a ride?" , A voice came into Ye Yinfeng's ears.

A splendid carriage stopped beside him, and through the window of the carriage came a pale face, a fairly handsome face, but not as pale as not too healthy, and a pair of burning eyes that shone with a strange light.

It was a carriage drawn by two horses in parallel, and the luxurious lid hung down the brilliant glass-like satin, and from the carriage wafted a disgusting aroma. It was a young man in his twenties, and there were two young girls wearing heavy makeup next to him. The two girls snuggled in the arms of the boy like well-behaved and obedient kittens, and when they saw the boy talking to the blue-shirted boy, they all smiled like autumn water. It's just that there is a hint of threat in the smile, and the two girls who are like birds shooting out a little disdain in their eyes.

Ye Yinfeng saw some disgusting colors in the other party's eyes, and the wine-colored hollowed-out pale face made him even more disgusted. He ignored the boy in the luxurious carriage and walked on his own.

"Li Gongzi, your kindness has been treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by those who ignore the lift, let's go back as soon as possible and enjoy the fun of that spring night." , I don't know which woman it is, seeing that Ye Yinfeng didn't pay attention to the son who was talking, he said angrily, with a flattering flavor in that tone.

Although the words were meant to show themselves, the real meaning was to provoke the anger of the son.

"Yes, Gongzi Li, are you also interested in such a shabby soil bun, isn't it enough for the two concubines to serve you." Another flattering voice came from the carriage.

When the boy saw that Ye Yinfeng didn't pay attention, his eyes couldn't help but show a little anger, and when he heard these two girls dressed in heavy makeup say again, the anger in his eyes became even stronger. In this area, I have never met such an ignorant person, not to mention my identity, how noble it is. In Jinling City, how many people are waiting in line to please themselves, but this shabby blue-shirted young man ignores his kind words.

The boy reached out and pinched the neckline of the two girls' untight furs, and the anger in his heart rose a little along with the soft but inelastic twin peaks where his hand went. His pale face turned red from the anger rising within him.

The two girls who were nestled in the arms of the boy couldn't help but let out a few coquettish moans, but what the boy didn't see was that the two girls looked at each other and smiled, and a smug expression appeared. Feeling the silky fingers of the boy, the two girls trembled again, and couldn't help but get closer.

Ye Yinfeng clearly felt the anger of the boy in the carriage behind him, and what made him even more angry was the words of the two girls, who were ostensibly comforting the boy, but in fact they wanted to die. I didn't offend these two girls, but I wanted to put myself to death because of jealousy, so the woman was really like a snake and scorpion.

A nameless anger surged in his heart, and it didn't make Ye Yinfeng lose his mind, he couldn't help but speed up his pace. But as his pace quickened, so did the carriage behind him. That son was just an ordinary rich family, including the two girls in the carriage were ordinary people, but not martial cultivators. It's the carriage, on such a cold winter night, just dressed in a strong costume, but it's also a martial artist who has only reached the inner strength realm. These are not in his eyes, and it is not in his nature to bully and be weak.

What made Ye Yinfeng speechless was that the carriage had been following behind him like a fly, and the other carriages seemed to be unable to avoid it, and they all gave way to the carriage.

Everyone stood and looked at this strange phenomenon, and a luxurious carriage with two horses side by side followed closely behind a blue-shirted young man. There were expressions of surprise in everyone's eyes, for they knew the owner of the carriage, and as for why they had been following the shabby boy closely, their hearts were even more intrigued.

The young man on the carriage was gloomy, and his hands couldn't help but speed up the ravage, and a raging anger rose from his lower abdomen, growing stronger and stronger. But after a few breaths, he was in a state of interest, because the two balls had lost their soft texture, and he had no interest at all. But the fire in his lower abdomen was even stronger, and the blue-shirted young man in front of him exuded a soft aura that made him excited.

"Stop", a loud shout came into Ye Yinfeng's ears, he stopped, and the nameless anger in his heart went straight to his brain with a "whoosh". That unprovoked anger completely lost control of Ye Yinfeng at once, and he didn't know why he was like this, but he didn't have time to think about it.

"What an arrogant boy, didn't you hear Young Master Ben calling you?" As soon as the carriage stopped, the boy in a splendid robe jumped out of the carriage in a hurry, and did not look at the carriage of the man in a strong suit who stretched out his hand to help him. He walked up to Ye Yinfeng and said loudly with his toes raised.

"Do you want to answer when you call you below? What are you. A cold gaze shot out of his eyes, and Ye Yinfeng blurted out without thinking about it.