Chosen Man
The Punishment for Long Jingyu
Still on the same night.
Outside the Flower Pavilion.
The street was full of pedestrians and a variety of lantern lights from thousands of homes and shops.
Feng Zun glanced at Yin Ying, who was unharmed and in good condition.
"Is Young Master worried?"
Yin Ying seemed to speak with embarrassment.
"With the cultivation base you have, how can an Immortal fight you, but after all they are ancient characters that come from an identity that is not simple, surely they have many cunning tricks, but after all they are ancient characters that come from an identity that is not simple, so it's only natural that I'm a little worried."
Feng Zun waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about this, we better get to Mr. Zhuan Long first."
He took out a Linxi Talisman, and after sensing Zhuan Long's existence, he walked into the distance, his steps seemed slow yet extremely fast, and along with Yin Ying, he walked off into the distance, he quickly disappeared into the crowd of pedestrians.
Cracks!
In an alley on a street corner not far from the Flower Pavilion, crisp cracking sounds rang out.
The old man took a deep breath, widened his eyes, looked at the cracked shell of the black turtle in his hand, it made his mind tremble and turbulent.
"Why is the background of young people too difficult to know?"
The old man's eyes were erratic, and his fingers along trembled slightly.
If Feng Zun was here, he would definitely recognize that this old man was the previous old man who tried to fuck the girl in the Flower Pavilion for free.
Immediately, the old man smacked his chest and groaned inwardly, "Damn, if I knew the youngster's background was unknowable, I wouldn't have used the 'Shell of the Black Turtle' it's just to find out his identity! This time, my most precious treasure has been destroyed!"
He clenched his fists hard and gritted his teeth, "This debt must be paid back sooner or later!"
Immediately, the old man left the dark alley, but when he saw the Flower Pavilion in the distance, he suddenly seemed as if he did not want to move his legs.
Sir, can I spend the night here...?
While walking he had thought of a brilliant idea, he walked as if his feet were unwilling to obey his orders. The old man pretended to beat his own leg.
"Hey, how can my feet walk alone to the brothel..."
He already had a wide smile on his face, a pitiful perverted smile.
Booms!
Not long after, the old man was expelled once again along with the sound of an explosion.
"Guard, kill this old man who doesn't know himself, he's trying to fuck girls for free!"
A group of officers rushed out aggressively.
…
The night was calm as water.
Cloud Dragon Pavilion.
A middle-aged man wearing a linen robe, had an authoritative and friendly demeanor, stood on a jade platform at the very highest place, leaning against the fence and looking at the scenery in the distance.
From here, one can see the lantern light from the thousands of houses along the city street.
The linen-robed middle-aged man said, without thinking, "They are a couple of Lords and servants who have just arrived in the Nine Furnace City for the first time, naturally they will need a place to stay. Where did you give them a place to stay? Is the house big enough?"
Shun Lao spoke softly, "Qinglong Page."
“Tiny page Qinglong??? ”
The eyes of the middle-aged cloth robe moved slightly, turned around, looked at Shun Lao, and snorted, "Old dog, are you testing my patience?"
Shun Lao hurriedly lowered his head, "This old servant does not dare, I also only realized that when the owner of that phoenix jade pendant had occupied Qinglong's courtyard.."
The linen-robed middle-aged man waved his hand: "Alright, don't repeat this mistake."
Shun Lao was silent.
Swoshis!
"My lord."
At this moment, Old Jiu Feng suddenly appeared quietly and saluted the linen-robed middle-aged man.
"What did that little friend say?"
The linen-robed middle-aged man asked.
Jiu Feng immediately told him all the things that happened in the Flower Pavilion.
When he found out that Long Jingyu was also present there, the linen-robed middle-aged man frowned slightly and said, "This is actually Marquis Jingyu?"
Old Jiu Feng nodded and said, "My master is right."
The linen-robed middle-aged man looked at Shun Lao, and said casually, "You go to the residence of Marquis Jingyu now, and tell him that I have considered him a clan scum for this mistake, he said, so never let him out, or my Clan will be humiliated again by him in the future."
Shun Lao nodded and immediately left to carry out his Master's orders.
After that the linen-robed middle-aged man proceeded to listen to Old Jiu Feng's story solemnly.
"It's..."
And when he found out that the young man was actually already under the threat of two Immortal cultivators, Huan Siong and Madam Linzhyu, even he killed the ancient demon Siong Bao, the eyes of the linen-robed middle-aged man brightened.
"Good young spirit!"
He exclaimed.
The linen-robed, middle-aged man seemed to not mind him, "It's just a small matter."
After thinking for a while, he said, "What do you think the young man looks like tonight?"
Old Jiu Feng showed a hint of helplessness and said, "From my judgment, This young friend has an arrogant attitude that no other young man has. I'm afraid my help this time seems a bit excessive ..."
The linen-robed middle-aged man could not help but laugh,
He remembered when he first met the young man in front of the city gate today, his attitude is indeed disrespectful to force him to act like a corporal attitude towards his generals who must be polite and humble like asking for advice.
I can't even call him a little friend, I have to change his nickname to Fellow Daoist...
Seeing Old Jiu Feng also feeling inferior in front of that dozen-year-old young man, the linen-robed middle-aged man somehow became relieved.
That meant that it was not only him who felt such a strange feeling.