RNP Chapter 113
Chapter 113
In the blink of an eye, the night passed.
When the first white fish belly appeared in the east, the shouts of the porters of the traders sounded in the streets.
Less than a moment.
The entire Snow Moon City was lively.
Today is the annual Hundred Flowers Festival in Snow Moon City, and flowers are everywhere in the city, especially near the high-rise building in the center, which is surrounded by all kinds of flowers.
Today is not only the Hundred Flowers Festival, but also the day on the ninth day of the first month of May, when the world-famous storyteller and white-clothed young sword immortal commented on the fairy of the world.
This morning, people from all over the world gathered towards the Wanhualou like a tide.
On the city lord's mansion.
Confucian Sword Immortal Xie Xuan stood at the attic railing, looking at the tall building standing in the center of the city, the sunlight sprinkled on the specially customized red jade tile, exuding a glazed brilliance, as if a circle of light rippled outside the building, extremely brilliant and beautiful.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Xie Xuan felt and said:
"The morning breeze blows away the glazed blue."
"It's beautiful."
Sikong Changfeng came from behind:
"Although beauty is beautiful, I don't know if it can last long."
"Didn't you readers have a good saying, most of the good things can't be kept, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle."
Xie Xuan turned his head and said, "With you and her, you can't keep it?"
"Who knows. If you can help keep this beautiful scenery, we can also relax.
Xie Xuan smiled bitterly: "I'm just a reader, it's okay to write about Fengyue, and I really can't fight." "
Huh."
"..."
Hurried footsteps came from outside, and then the door was pulled open, and a heroic and sassy Sikong appeared at the door.
"Dad, what are you still rubbing? Ah, Mr. Xie is there.
She greeted Xie Xuan politely, and Xie Xuan also smiled at her.
Sikong Changfeng glared at her:
"The girl's family is so impatient early in the morning, what kind of system?"
Xie Xuan: "Hey, Brother Sikong's words are not correct, young people should have the appearance of young people, calm and old-fashioned all day, is it still called a young man?"
"It is. Dad, Uncle Yin, they have all passed, let's go too. There is no place if you go late.
"I'm Su Han's junior uncle, does he dare to leave me a place?"
Although Sikong Changfeng said this, he was also a little stunned in his heart.
That kid's words....
Maybe there really won't be a place for him.
If he was a gun immortal, the city lord of Snow Moon City would have no place to go, and could only stand there, wouldn't his face be lost?!
No way!
He looked at Xie Xuan: "Mr. Xie Xuan, the time is indeed not early, let's go over."
Xie Xuan nodded with a smile.
On the road.
Sikong Changfeng looked at Qianluo: "Qianluo, your senior brother and Lei Wujian haven't returned yet?"
"Well, they haven't come back yet, they had been in Gusu for a while before, and then the two of them seemed to have heard about some of Miser's whereabouts, so they went to find him." Now I don't know where they are now.
"In this case, forget it, leave them alone for the time being, there will be no problems with Tang Lian expecting it."
......
The three entered the Wanhua Building together.
The line of sight suddenly widened
, Wanhualou has a total of nine floors, two corridors spiral upward along both sides, presenting the structure of the patio, a high platform is erected in the middle, sunlight falls from above, shining in the center of the high platform, there is a blue water lotus pond around the high platform, several red pillars are lined inside, flowers are splendid, and many poems describing beauty are carved on the walls, although it is called Wanhualou, but there is no vulgarity inside, but there is an elegant atmosphere.
Sikong Qianluo smiled and said, "Mr. Xie Xuan, it's your first time here."
Xie Xuan nodded and said with admiration:
"Pour the tomato into the algae well, and wear the red blossom to hunt." As Hua Yu and Bi Long, the flow of scenery is beautiful. Carved jade and embroidered cloud frieze. "
It's really built in a unique way, and it's gorgeous."
"Being able to drink and taste here is really the first most beautiful thing in the world."
"This is also what Su Han's kid did, if nothing else, this aesthetic is good, much better than winter clothes."
Sikong Changfeng said with a smile: "The scenery above is even better, let's go to the top." "
The three of them went up the corridor, each floor has a Snow Moon City disciple handle, non-special people and people holding jade stickers cannot pass, jade posts are equivalent to seat tickets, the higher the seat, the more expensive the price.
As Sikong Changfeng, there is naturally no need for jade posts.
The three of them went all the way.
Finally, I saw Yin Luoxia and Li Hanyi on the eighth floor, so I sat down next to the seat near the bar on the eighth floor.
"Hasn't Su Han come yet?"
Sikong Changfeng asked Li Hanyi, who was wearing an iron mask.
She said angrily, "How do I know."
"Aren't you his master?"
"Whoever says the master has to know."
Sikong Changfeng was sluggish,
who provoked her? Why did you get angry early in the morning?
"Okay, okay, you guys say two words."
Yin Luoxia soothed.
Xie Xuan took a sip of wine, and his eyes lit up.
This wine is good.
Sikong Qianluo's eyes were sharp, and he saw a figure on the opposite side at a glance:
"Dad, that nasty Ding Chunqiu is also here."
Sikong Changfeng saw that it was indeed Ding Chunqiu and his disciples, but the floor was slightly lower than them, on the seventh floor.
On the eighth floor opposite, a red-robed woman sat down.
She was sitting at the table, drinking to herself.
Sikong Changfeng looked at her, a little shocked.
"It turned out to be her!"
Xie Xuan's face was also slightly dignified.
"I didn't expect this demon to come..." "
Dad, who is she?" Sikong Qianluo asked curiously.
Sikong Changfeng slowly spit out four words:
"The East is undefeated."
Sikong Qian was shocked, "The leader of the Sun and Moon God Sect of Daming Jianghu?!"
"Good. Yesterday, someone reported that all the people in a restaurant died in an instant, all of them were pierced in their eyebrows, and it seemed that she did it. Sikong Changfeng stared at the opposite Dongfang Undefeated and said in a deep voice.
As if noticing his line of sight, the red-robed woman also turned her head to look over, her face was amazing, and her eyebrows had a touch of domineering defiance.
Her eyes narrowed, and a piercing murderous aura instantly rushed towards everyone, making Sikong fall like an ice cave.
Li Hanyi's eyes narrowed slightly, and a sword intent emanated, colliding with that killing intent.
The killing intent and sword intent collided and dissipated.
The corners of the red-robed woman's mouth raised slightly, quite provocatively.
Li Hanyi sneered.
Seeing that she was about to strike when she held her sword, Yin Luoxia hurriedly held her down.
Sikong Changfeng also said:
"Winter clothes, calm down."
"I still don't know the purpose of this demon head here, Ding Chunqiu and others are also watching the tiger, moving and pulling the whole body, don't be impulsive."
"Brother Sikong is right, it's better to calm down now."
Xie Xuan said, "In addition to her and Ding Chunqiu, there are also many strong people here. Listening
to the persuasion of the two, Li Hanyi gradually converged his sword intent, snorted coldly, and did not make a move.
The opposite Dongfang Undefeated saw this scene and chuckled.
"The Snow Moon Sword Immortal, ranked ninth on the Sword Immortal List, is that what he can do."
She took a sip of wine.
This wine seems to be called peach blossom brew, and she likes it very much.
Over time.
More and more people come to Wanhualou.
Red King Xiao Yu took his entourage and the puppet to sit on the seventh floor, next to the White King Xiao Chong and the Angry Sword Immortal.
Duan Yu and Murong Fu only sat on the third floor.
Li Mochou, Tian Boguang and others sat on the second floor.
Murong Bo and Jiu Mozhi, who hid their identities, sat on the sixth floor.
Zhou Zhiruo and Song Qingshu sat on the fourth floor.
Star Soul took the Great Commandery, and the Young Commander sat on the other side of the sixth floor, opposite Murong Bojiu Mozhi.
Each floor is gradually filled.
Especially the cheapest first floor, which is even more overcrowded.
"Don't squeeze me."
"Who stepped on my foot?"
"Whose hilt is this, stabbed me."
"Who squeezes Lao Tzu again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will slap you to death?!"
"I came all the way from Liyang, and I didn't even have a place to sit."
"Why hasn't Mr. Su come out yet?"
......
The ninth floor of the tallest building in Wanhualou.
Su Han stood by the railing, and next to him sat Nangong Servant Shot, Xiao Zhao, Guo Xiang, Huang Rong, and the new Wanwen who was drinking tea.
Wanwan put her hands on her cheeks, lying on the railing, and looked down with interest
, "The seats seem to be almost full, aren't you the protagonist planning to appear yet?"
"No hurry, today is the Hundred Flowers Festival, let the atmosphere rise a little more."
Su Han said calmly.
Wanwan was curious:
"What are you going to do?"
Su Han smiled.
Next second.
The lights in the building were dim.
Pleasant music sounded.
Everyone looked in unison towards the middle.
The petals are like rain.
A beautiful woman wearing a red streamer slowly fell, her skin was like coagulation, her red clothes were like fire, her eyebrows were charming, her waist was pink, and her long legs hooked her soul.
With just one glance, the noisy crowd in the building suddenly quieted down.
As she descended on the high platform, she sang and danced, like a blooming flower stamen.
Everyone was obsessed and looked at her infatuated.
Even women are no exception.
"It's so beautiful..."
It's a dance.
A clear male voice sounded from above.
"I don't know if this dance is still enjoyable?"
Everyone looked up in unison.
A figure dressed in white appeared at the bar on the ninth floor.
A look of interest flashed in the red-robed woman's eyes.
Is he that Su Han?