The words were clear and slow, every word was plain and unstartled, and he couldn't even hear the slightest emotional fluctuation, but the pupils of the six people in front of him suddenly shrank, and his eyes involuntarily locked the handsome face of the man in front of him.The slightest hint of familiarity came to his face, which made the hearts of the six people who had been ordered to assassinate feel cold, and a cold and calm feeling of a poisonous snake swimming on his back came to his face.When the thoughts in their hearts became determined, they were no longer silent, nor did they hesitate, their bodies moved in unison, and the murderous aura as sharp as destroying the world came to the hood, densely packed, like an invisible sword net, perfectly sealing all the possibilities of Zhan Xiaoyao's counterattack.Whoever he is, he will surely die today.When a person dies, his identity no longer matters.The corners of Zhan Xiaoyao's mouth rose almost imperceptibly, his heart was confused, his will was loose, could he still be invincible?
Slowly closing his eyes, there was silence in his ears, like a barren grassland, without life, but an incomparably clear picture appeared in his mind.The wind moves.Zhan Xiaoyao's body did not move, standing tall as a pine.Cloud-moving.Zhan Xiaoyao slowly stretched out his right hand, holding a delicate folding fan in his hand.Shadowing.Brush.The folding fan was opened, and the six beams of bright light shining brightly, piercing into the eye mask, the fragile eye mask could not stand such stimulation, making people subconsciously close their eyes.Zhan Xiaoyao's body jumped up, and he spun around in the air, and a mountain and sea of air roared by, like a thunderous hurricane, with a surging aura that destroyed the world - in front of him, in his ears, in his mind, there was only darkness left.There is nothing but darkness.The six of them were in a slight pause, and everything was over.When Xuanyi's figure slowly floated to the ground, with the sound of a uniform sound, the six people still fell to the ground silently like ghosts.Ears, eyes, nose, mouth, gurgling blood.Zhan Xiaoyao looked down at the miserable situation of the six people, and muttered in a low voice, "You are just the first chess pieces to be cut." ”Next, the show will officially begin.Stroking his sleeves, he looked up, jumped up, and easily crossed the high city walls and entered the imperial city.The six corpses behind him were abandoned in this way.The four words of the top dead man, at this time, seem to be nothing more than a joke.The lights are red and green, the silk and bamboo are messy, and the imperial capital Qinglou has always been the most favored place for dignitaries to linger.Zhan Xiaoyao has a folding fan in his hand, and a two-layer mandarin duck jade pendant hangs on his waist, and the material of the dark clothes on his body is excellent, which is made of hard-to-find snow silk.With a handsome and elegant face and a long and straight figure, the whole person looks like an imposing celebrity son.Therefore, as soon as he appeared at the door of the red incense building, he immediately attracted the admiring eyes of many welcoming girls and the warm welcome of the old bustard."
Yo, this boy looks at Miansheng, it's the first time he's here, right?
Can you have a girl?
”Zhan Xiaoyao glanced at her lightly, ignoring the girls around her, and looked at the palatial lobby casually, with a sense of alienation in her extravagance, "Who is the top girl in the building?"
”The first card?
The old bustard's face showed embarrassment, "This ......
It's a coincidence that Childe came, our Purple Butterfly girl was just wrapped up by a big official, why don't I call other beautiful girls and let Childe choose one?
”The old bustard who opened the green building, which one is not well-informed?
There are a lot of customers who come and go every day, and you can tell the approximate background of the guests who come to the door at a glance.Look at the dress, look at the looks, and more importantly, look at the bearing.Such a handsome and upright son in front of him, just by looking at the clothes on his body, he knows that he is either rich or expensive, and his bearing and the nobility exuded by his body are not necessarily the calmness that most of the big officials in the imperial city can not match.It must be a big deal.Zhan Xiaoyao said lightly: "Arrange a private room for me, and then call me all the girls in the building who love to wear red." ”When the old bustard heard this, he instantly closed his mouth happily, and responded enthusiastically, "Childe, please go upstairs, and I will arrange it for Childe." ”Zhan Xiaoyao didn't say anything more, turned around and walked up the stairs.The largest green building in the imperial capital is naturally magnificent and luxurious, with carved beams and paintings everywhere and cigarette smoke.On the second floor, there is an elegant and warm atmosphere, and a faint fragrance permeates the tip of the nose, making people feel like they are in the clouds.Under the leadership of the maid, Zhan Xiaoyao walked into a clean and elegant room."
Childe, please sit down first, and the slave will go and make you a pot of tea."
Zhan bowed his head, sat down on a soft couch, and looked at this chic wing room casually.A sound of footsteps soon came, and the old bustard came with a few girls in red enchantingly, "Childe, all the people in the building who love to wear red clothes are here, do you still like it?"
”Zhan Xiaoyao raised his eyes, his eyes faintly swept over the few people in front of him, and pointed to one of the girls, "You stay, the others go down." ”"Yes."
The woman in red who was left behind was happily blessed, while the others showed disappointment, but had to retreat with regret.If they can serve such a handsome and noble son, they are willing to do it even if they don't need money, which is a hundred times better than those old men with fat brains."
Then, concubine, I will serve this son."
The girl who called the concubine responded obediently, "Mother, my daughter knows, my mother can rest assured." ”The old bustard left satisfied, and the concubine turned around and walked into the elegant room, and blessed her body with a good fortune, "Childe." ”Zhan Xiaoyao said lightly: "Can you play the piano?"
”The concubine was stunned for a moment, and soon said with a smile: "The slave family can play." ”"Let's play a tune first."
After Zhan Xiaoyao finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, "Just play what you're good at." ”The concubine felt a little strange, even if the ordinary sons and brothers wanted to listen to the tunes, they were all hugging left and right, drinking and having fun, how could there be a girl left alone, just to listen to the tunes?
And this boy doesn't seem to care about her appearance, and he doesn't even mean to take a closer look.The concubine felt strange in her heart, but her face did not show any strange color, and she sat on the ground in front of the piano stand in the elegant room obediently, raising her hands lightly, and the tactful and melodious sound of the piano flowed out from under her fingertips, ethereal and misty, and it was particularly good.Zhan Xiaoyao seemed to be asleep, and there was no other sound in the room, only the melodious sound of the piano echoing.And in the compartment not far from this wing, the most famous Oiran Purple Butterfly girl in the building slowly stood up and looked at the middle-aged man lying motionless on the bed, with a cold light flowing in her eyes.The shallow smell of blood is masked under the unique fragrance of Yafang.