The First Evil Emperor of Martial Arts

"That's all I have to say, Evil Emperor, I'm going to say goodbye!"

The fortune-telling scholar sighed softly, bowed his hands to Yang Zheng, and got up and left.

"Walk slowly without sending."

Yang Zheng replied.

The plan of the fortune-telling scholar is nothing more than to pull himself into the line of Ghost Valley. These outsiders like to gamble with the luck of a dynasty. Just like the previous Xu Sheng, he helped the eighteenth road rebels gather the black dragon of luck, trying to steal the luck of the Great Sui Dynasty.

"Old fire, what do you think?"

Looking back, Yang Zheng asked the ancestor of Chihuo.

"It's boring, it's just a bunch of people who have been kidnapped." The ancestor of Chihuo smiled contemptuously: "These fortune-tellers are nothing more than wanting to be attached to or above a certain dynasty, and then use the luck of the dynasty to increase their cultivation base and Shouyuan, and A thief doesn't make much difference."

A thief?

Hehe, the words of the ancestors of Chihuo are somewhat meaningful. At this moment, Yang Zheng thought of the divine operator. He didn't know what kind of person the divine operator on the Shenbing Continent was.

Do you plan for yourself, or do you plan for the world?

"By the way, Yang Zheng, I recently recognized a righteous daughter. She seems to be in some trouble. It's not convenient for me to take action. You go and help her."

Ancestor Chihuo suddenly spoke.

What?

Ancestor Chihuo actually recognized a righteous daughter?

Lying ~ trough!

This old man, wouldn't it be the kind of godfather who wants to learn from the earth and be a certain beauty?

Yang Zheng looked at Patriarch Chihuo with strange eyes.

"Yang Zheng, what's your look, do you think Lao Tzu is as lecherous and shameless as you? My righteous daughter is kind-hearted, and Lao Tzu treats him as his own daughter!"

Ancestor Chihuo saw through Yang Zheng's mind at a glance, and said angrily.

"Haha, Lao Huo, don't be angry. Come on, tell me, what's your righteous daughter's name, where is her home, and is she pretty?"

Yang Zheng laughed and asked.

"Humph! My righteous daughter is named Shang Xiufang, and she is naturally as beautiful as a fairy! However, her status is indeed a bit low. She is a member of the brothel, although she is only a showman, not a body. Alas, let's not talk about it, Yang Zheng, in your Sui Dynasty, I will be restricted by the rules of heaven and earth as soon as I make a move, unless there is a master who triggers the restriction of the rules of heaven and earth first, I can make a complete move." The ancestor of Chihuo sighed and continued: " Yang Zheng, you are known as the Evil Emperor, and you like beautiful women. According to my observation, you are also good to women, and you are not a person who will always give up. I think that my righteous daughter to follow you may be the best choice. "

Shang Xiufang?

Yang Zheng frowned, searched in his mind, and remembered who this woman was.

Shang Xiufang is the number one talented woman in the Tang Dynasty, and her identity is somewhat similar to Lian Xiuxiu in Covering Rain. They are all talented women, they are all famous prostitutes, and they are all performing arts and not selling their bodies.

It turned out that Shang Xiufang had been in Luoyang City all the time.

"Your ancestor Chihuo said so, I will definitely help, don't worry, if I accept your righteous daughter, I will definitely treat her as good as possible."

Yang Zheng responded.

"Humph!"

Ancestor Chihuo sneered, grabbed the wine jar and started to drink.

Recently, he fell in love with the wine in the Central Plains, drinking like drinking water. If ordinary people were like him, they would have been drunk and dreamed to death long ago, but he is the ancestor of Chihuo, no matter how intoxicating this wine is, the true qi in his body will evaporate at once.

"Old fire, I'm going to rescue your righteous daughter now!"

Yang Zheng got up, laughed, and swept to the place of the brothel.

...

Xiaoxiang Pavilion is a first-class brothel in Luoyang City.

At this moment, Yang Zheng was in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. The news he inquired was that Shang Xiufang had only been to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the last month. At this moment, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is full of guests, and most of them come here to meet the rumored beauty and intelligence.

Yang Zheng, I saw an acquaintance!

Two guys, Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong, are also in this Xiaoxiang Pavilion at the moment! These two guys were sitting at a table by the right wall. Nibbing melon seeds, whispering something!

"Hehe, I really have a relationship with Shuanglong."

Yang Zheng chuckled inwardly. He sat in the last row, dressed as a scholar, with a folding fan in his hand. If it wasn't for someone close to him, he wouldn't be able to recognize his identity at first glance.

"I heard that Mr. Yushan from the Xiang family wants to redeem everyone Shang with 100,000 taels of silver. The owner of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion disagrees. Today is to discuss the price. Mr. Yushan, there may be 200,000 taels of silver."

"Redemption? Hehe, the origins of everyone in Shang are not that simple. Otherwise, why do you think everyone in Shang is only showing off and not selling your body? Who wouldn't want to attack this beautiful woman?"

"So, everyone is still being protected by someone?"

"That's natural, let's see. I heard that Wang Shichong is also coming today."

"Wang Shichong? A bureaucrat who used to be one of the rebels who besieged Luoyang. How dare he come to Luoyang? Do you want to covet everyone like Shang?"

"Hehe, you don't understand. Back then, the evil emperor only destroyed the Yuwen family and pardoned Wang Shichong and other anti-kings. Now that Wang Shichong is the prefect of a state, the local tyrant, powerful and rich, and most people dare not mess with it. "

In the lobby, there were discussions one after another. Today, the Xiaoxiang Pavilion seems to be holding a major event.

"This brother, can you lend me a seat?"

At this time, a person appeared in front of Yang Zheng and asked.

This person, wearing a long gown, shaking a folding fan in his hand, with red lips and white teeth, is very handsome, and he is simply a standard little white face. Moreover, this person has an earring hanging above his right ear!

Lying ~ trough!

Gay guy!

When Yang Zheng saw this person, the word **** popped out of his mind. He raised his brows and looked at this person. When his eyes fell on this little white-faced folding fan, he understood and basically guessed the identity of this person. .

"Sit, please sit."

So, Yang Zheng smiled slightly, pointed the folding fan in his hand to the empty seat, and let Xiaobai sit down.

"Many thanks, Xiongtai." Xiaobai sat down, very polite, and smiled at Yang Zheng: "Under Hou Xibai, do you know Xiongtai's surname?"

"Me, Yang Ding!"

Yang Zheng said.

"Oh, Brother Yang is also here for everyone in that Shang?"

Hou Xibai asked.

"That's for sure, I'm not here for everyone Shang. Could it be that my son came to this Xiaoxiang Pavilion only to spend money? My son spent the money, and naturally he wanted to get everyone Shang."

Yang Zheng smiled arrogantly, now he was playing a playboy.

"Brother Yang is that confident?"

Hou Xibai asked with a smile.

"It's not that my son is arrogant, but to everyone here today, in the eyes of this son, no one is the enemy of this son's unity. Although this son has no money, but this son's martial arts is high, and everyone will come out later. , I took her away!"

Yang Zheng continued to act.

"Ha ha."

Hou Xibai chuckled, picked up the teacup, lowered his head slightly, and took a sip of tea.

"Everyone is out!"

At this time, with a shout, a woman walked out from the closed attic on the second floor.

Wearing a plain yellow robe, it perfectly displayed the slender and well-proportioned figure, and the light green shawl added a touch of charm to it.

In the hall of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, no matter male or female, their eyes can't leave at this moment, it seems that they are walking from the fairyland of ghosts to this fairy.

(One in the afternoon, three in the evening.) ..