Yanwu God of War

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

Qingxiang City.

Because of the assistance from all parties and the huge human resources, after more than two months of reconstruction, the original scale and grand scene have been restored, and even the flow of people coming and going is much more than before, and the city is full of people. The noise was endless.

At this time.

In front of the city gate, a young man in a long gray coat was standing.

The young man is handsome and handsome, but his clothes are very plain and don't give people any special feeling. Even if his appearance is passable, he will definitely not attract attention in this city of Qingxiang.

And this young man is Ling Tianyu after leaving the customs.

Looking at the restored and even more glorious Qingxiang City in front of him, Ling Tianyu smiled in relief. It seemed that the development was as expected, and all forces were trying their best to show their favor to Tianxiang Pavilion, but what Ling Tianyu said was , In front of the city gate, there was a huge statue, and that statue was very similar to Ling Tianyu's previous disguise.

The difference is that the statue is a bit more majestic and cruel, holding a long knife, sitting on a ferocious giant beast, glaring at it, fierce and fierce, and the sculpture is lifelike. Under the statue, a large crowd gathered, full of blood. Looking up at the statue respectfully. [

"This can't be me, who prawn carved it for me, it's too outrageous, and I can't be so fierce." Ling Tianyu muttered depressingly.

"Master, you have never shown your true appearance to others, and this sculpture is naturally not like you." Xiaosheng joked: "However, master, you are really famous now, and everyone in this city regards you as a hero , it seems that you have caused quite a commotion in this Western Province during the period of retreat."

"Hero, it's a good thing I didn't show my true appearance. If you make it out like this, I won't be able to tell the whole world about my true identity." Ling Tianyu shook his head and sighed, but now it is indeed Ling Tianyu's true appearance, just with the participants There are quite a few differences in the appearance and disguise of the pharmacist meeting.

Thinking about it, Ling Tianyu walked towards the city.

When passing by the city gate, some conversations could be heard clearly.

"Is this Lord Xiaotian? I really hope to see his true self."

"Tch, Mr. Xiaotian is our great hero in Qingxiang City, how can you, an idler, see you."

"Strong, this is the real strong."

"No, he is our hero, the patron saint of our Qingxiang City."

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As everyone knows, the hero these people fear is passing by them, but no one knows that the hero they admire in their hearts has appeared in front of them.

Ling Tian Yuna shook her head, but being worshiped as a hero satisfied a little vanity in her heart, and smiled secretly: "Hehe, it actually feels pretty good to be regarded as a hero."

Following that, Ling Tianyu asked passers-by and headed to Yufeng 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, but more than two months had passed, and Ling Tianyu didn't know if he was still there.

Soon, came outside the Yufeng Pavilion. [

Yufeng Pavilion belongs to the Dark Night Hall, one of the Seven Halls of the Secret Gate, and the Seven Halls rank fourth.

It can be said that Yufeng Pavilion is the largest among the seven pavilions. It is divided into four floors. , The consumption is huge, and it is not as monotonous as the gambling house in the past.

The power of Yufeng Pavilion is also very mysterious in Qingxiang City. The owner of the pavilion, Zang Peng, is called a poisonous spinning top by people on the road. The strength of its pavilion master, Zang Peng, is second only to the hall master, and he has the cultivation base of the eighth level of true martial arts.

At this time, Ling Tianyu was standing outside the huge attic. Although Yufeng Pavilion suffered a lot from the catastrophe of Qingxiang City, it has recovered in more than two months.

In places like Yufeng Pavilion, almost everyone is welcome. You can see that there are all kinds of people coming and going, and they can clearly hear the inside and outside of the pavilion. The uproar came.

Without any explanation, Ling Tianyu stepped in. The first floor was a gambling house, and the noise inside was deafening. The person he wanted to meet would not be on the first floor, nor would he be on the second floor.

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

On the third floor, it is relatively quieter. There is a balcony inside, and there are flowery singers singing and playing music on the balcony. It is difficult for people to afford it here.

"Hi, may I have a table reservation, sir." A flowery woman greeted her with a smile. Although Ling Tianyu was dressed in plain clothes, a place like Yufeng Pavilion inevitably had some dignified behavior. A low-key person, so in a place like Yufeng Pavilion, there will not be those snobs who see people as low-key.

"Hehe, no, I'm a foreigner, can I look around first?" Ling Tianyu smiled.

"Oh, yes, if you need anything, you can greet the Lun family." The woman saluted modestly and left with interest.

"Not bad." Ling Tianyu praised secretly, this Yufeng Pavilion gave people a very comfortable feeling, and the service was very thoughtful, so Ling Tianyu began to walk around.

The inside is very large, with hundreds of tables and tables, and there is a certain distance between each table, so that it will not appear too crowded, and the people inside are mixed, there are gangsters, mercenaries, and noble children , and even some people with strange identities, who are talking privately, Ling Tianyu seems to be of ordinary status, so naturally he will not attract people's interest.

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

There, a young man in white clothes with a face like a crown jade and delicate features was sitting alone. At first glance, he was heroic and handsome. He was a rare handsome man. There was a jug of wine and two wine glasses in front of the table. Sitting there, Yuzi looked tall and tall, as if he was waiting for something, and there was a sense of loneliness and fatigue in his expression.

Sitting here, the young man gave people a feeling of standing out from the crowd, with that extraordinary and unique temperament, he looked like a leisurely Confucian scholar.

At first glance, the young man was quite similar to the Bai Gongzi Ling Tianyu had seen, but the difference was that the aura in this young man's body was so restrained that Ling Tianyu couldn't even detect the truth.

Ling Tianyu was startled, half-closed his eyes, with a special smile on the corner of his mouth, and walked towards the young man.

The young man who was absent-minded and contemplating instantly sensed Ling Tianyu's arrival. When he saw Ling Tianyu for the first time, there was a strange gleam in his deep eyes, and deep doubts were hidden deep in his eyes.

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

"Of course, we are friends everywhere." The young man lightly raised his hands and smiled, set aside the jug, and politely filled the wine glass in front of Ling Tianyu's table, with a literati air in his actions.

Ling Tianyu was shocked, and already suspected that the young man in front of him was the person he wanted to meet, but now the young man in front of him behaved quite elegantly, it didn't look like he was pretending at all, and his original thoughts could not help but change. A little less sure.

But if the idea in his heart is firm, then Ling Tianyu has to admire, the disguise of this body is really too clever, with the air of literati and Confucianism, the imitation is lifelike, he is completely a child of a well-cultivated family.

At the same time, that young man was also looking at Ling Tianyu slightly, maybe he had the same doubts as Ling Tianyu, and it was precisely because of this that the young man did not refuse Ling Tianyu to sit with him.

After stabilizing his emotions, Ling Tianyu seemed to be in a state of ancient well-being. He picked up the wine glass and drank it heartily. After the wine was overwhelmed, he suddenly burst into a cavity of blood, as if he was in a battlefield. There is also a feeling of desolation, and there is really a kind of sadness of the failure of lofty ambitions.

Ling Tianyu savored carefully, intoxicated by the meaning of the wine, never expecting such good wine to exist in this world.

"This wine is Tears of Tears, and it is the famous wine in Yufeng Pavilion. I don't know what you think about it." The young man smiled slightly, his star-like eyes stared closely at Ling Tianyu, as if he really wanted to give Ling Tianyu to him. See through the general.

"The Tears Field, haha, what a Tears Field." Ling Tianyu laughed loudly, picked up the jug by himself, poured another glass heartily, comprehended the meaning of the wine, and couldn't help chanting: "Grand Mo Xiao, who is drunk on the battlefield. , how many people fought back in ancient times.”

"Jun Moxiao on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times." The young man's face was startled, as if he had said it silently several times in his mind, he was shocked, and then looked at Ling Tianyu, his eyes were shining strangely, and he clasped his fists appreciatively Said: "Grand Mo Xiao, drunk lying on the battlefield, how many people fought in ancient times, what a poem, it is really a quatrain through the ages, brother Taiwan has outstanding literary talent, I really admire it."

"Where is there." Ling Tianyu shook his hand pretentiously, but he was deeply touched and accidentally stole the poems of the ancients from the previous life. There are few cups, come on, you and I don't ask names for now, how about having a drink together first."

"It's rare to meet a bosom friend with a thousand cups of wine. Good, good, it's really wonderful. I'll just say this to you, and I will have a drink with you." The young man praised and laughed repeatedly, and a sense of pride arose in his heart. The wine glasses in Tian Yu's hands clashed crisply, and they drank down together.

As for those people not far away, it may be that Ling Tianyu and the others suddenly became too loud, and they couldn't help but attract their attention, but seeing that the two of them looked like literati, they disdainfully cast contempt, and felt that Ling Tianyu and the others were really It's too pretentious, how can literati and Confucians be worthy of this good wine.

After all, in this world that advocates martial arts, the status of literati is very low, but if they deceive some innocent girls, literati will also be very lethal.