Xuanwu Holy City.
on the street.
Holy Son Xuanwu, performed by himself, defeated all the ruffians.
After the victory, he did not forget to be sarcastic and full of hatred.
In front of the crowd, Li Ziye stared at this scene blankly. For some reason, he felt indescribable envy in his heart.
This is the template for the protagonist.
The hero saves the beauty, and then easily defeats all the villains. Finally, he taunts a few more words to show his domineering power.
As for quality?
Damn the uncle’s quality. Can his quality be used as food?
"Do it now?"
On the side, Qin Grace spoke calmly.
"Don't worry."
Li Ziye came back to his senses, looked at the girl hiding behind him, and asked, "Xiao Xiao, are you sure that the Xuanwu Sect's sacred object is on the body of the Xuanwu Saint?"
"cannot."
Xiao Xiao whispered, "Unless he takes the initiative to take out the holy object, I can't confirm it."
Hearing this, Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Master Fairy, retreat, don't be in a hurry to take action."
"Um."
Qin Wegna nodded, turned and walked towards the back of the crowd.
Among the people.
Holy Son Xuanwu noticed the former's back with a look of infatuation on his face.
That sister is so pretty.
She is even more beautiful than the saintly girl from Qinglong Sect.
"Little bastard, just stand here and don't leave. Wait until I call someone and see how I deal with you!"
At this time, the leader of the rogues staggered to his feet, snarled something like a loser, turned around, pushed aside the crowd, and ran away.
Behind them, a group of rogue boys all got up and fled in a hurry.
"I'm waiting for you. Hurry up and call someone. Don't delay my dinner with flower wine tonight!"
Holy Son Xuanwu looked at the escaping ruffians and retorted without wanting to suffer any loss.
Outside the crowd.
Li Ziye felt even more envious when he heard the scolding from behind.
This is the life he expected.
If you have nothing to do, beat up the gangsters, drink wine, and be a hero to save a beauty.
His uncle's life, the life he expected, was lived for him by the Holy Son of Xuanwu.
By the way, how did this guy get the position of the Holy Son of Xuanwu Sect?
Could it be that the Holy Son examination does not test ideology and moral character?
In their thoughts, the three of them walked towards the inn after shopping for a long time.
After Li Ziye put down their bags, he hurried back to his room.
After returning to the room, Li Ziye carefully wrote a letter.
The Shang Emperor pressed again and again, and the Li family had no choice but to transfer their business.
In the East China Sea and Nanling, there is no highly centralized dynasty like the Central Plains, so the Li family can prosper.
After writing the letter, Li Ziye left the inn and looked around on the street.
Such a large Xuanwu Holy City should have a stronghold of the Li family.
After searching for a long time, until it was almost sunset, Li Ziye finally found the Li family's mark on a horn.
The dilapidated yard is seriously inconsistent with the nouveau riche temperament of the Li family.
This also shows that in this distant Nanling, even the wealthy Li family is somewhat beyond their reach.
In the ruined courtyard, just as Li Ziye entered, a middle-aged man felt something and quickly walked out.
The middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him warily and said, "Who is your Excellency?"
"Li family, Li Ziye."
Li Ziye took out his token and announced his identity.
"Young Master."
The middle-aged man looked surprised when he saw the token clearly, and immediately saluted respectfully.
"Are you alone here?" Li Ziye frowned.
"Four more."
The middle-aged man responded truthfully, "They are all performing tasks outside. We have few manpower, so we can only leave one person on duty here at a time."
"Someone will be here to help you soon."
Li Ziye said calmly, "Send this letter to Li Yuan in the capital of Great Shang, the sooner the better."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his expression condensed slightly and he said respectfully, "Yes!"
After saying that, the middle-aged man stepped forward to take the letter, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Young Master, will anyone really come to help us?"
"Um."
Li Ziye nodded and said, "Your persistence will not be in vain. When the Li family sends someone over, they will make a satisfactory arrangement for you."
"Thank you, young master."
The middle-aged man understood what the former meant, and his face showed joy.
"Get this done as soon as possible. I'm leaving first."
Li Ziye said something, then waved his hand and turned to leave.
"Congratulations, young master."
Behind them, the middle-aged man saluted again, with excitement in his eyes. They had been holding on for so many years, and finally they were able to see the moonlight after the clouds cleared.
To the west, the sun sets.
Li Ziye was walking on the street and was about to go back to the inn when he suddenly thought of something and casually grabbed a passerby who was passing by in a hurry and asked, "Brother, where is the best place for fireworks in the city?"
The passerby heard the question of the young man in front of him, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, but he still answered truthfully, "Go straight ahead, turn right at the third intersection, then go two intersections, turn left again, and you can see arrive."
"Thank you, brother."
Li Ziye thanked him politely and left immediately.
As for his uncle, he would be looked down upon even if he asked for directions. What's wrong with visiting a brothel? Is it illegal?
"The world is in decline."
Behind, passers-by shook their heads and sighed.
These young people visit brothels every day.
At the end of the street, Li Ziye followed the directions of passers-by and turned around. Finally, when it was completely dark, he found his destination.
"Baihua Tower."
Li Ziye looked up at the three big characters on the pavilion in front of him and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Really vulgar.
Or the name he gave to Shihuayuan was good.
"Master, please sit inside."
In front of the pavilion, a young woman in cool clothes saw the handsome young man in front of her and immediately stepped forward with a sweet smile.
"good."
Li Ziye walked into the Baihua Tower very cooperatively.
"Is there any girl you are familiar with, Master?"
The young woman welcomed him warmly.
Li Ziye didn't answer, his eyes swept around without leaving any trace.
"Young Master Wang, you haven't been here for a long time. Today, you must drink to your heart's content."
There was a young man wearing ink clothes sitting there near the window of the pavilion, accompanied by several girls, Yingying Yanyan, who looked very chic.
"This grandson is really here."
When Li Ziye saw this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward.
This guy really did what he said. He said he would come to drink wine during the day and came at night.
"Master, Master."
On the side, a young woman followed and asked, "If you don't have any girls you are familiar with, how about I go call some for you?"
"No, sister, just have a few drinks with me."
Li Ziye responded and sat down at the table next to Saint Xuanwu.
The young woman hesitated for a moment and then sat down.
Just drinking, she can do it.
At the table, Li Ziye drank the wine the woman poured for him while listening to the nonsense of Saint Xuanwu next to him.
"Sisters, you didn't see my bravery today. Facing those ruffians, I made them use their hands and feet, and with just a shout, I scared the shit out of them and ran away."
"Do you know what this is called? This is called the aura of domination!"
"Is it true? Prince Wang is so powerful!"
"so amazing!"
Beside Holy Son Xuanwu, several girls also responded cooperatively, with expressions of admiration on their faces.
At the table next to him, Li Ziye almost vomited.
This thief Sun is really good at bragging.
finally.
Unable to bear it anymore, Li Ziye slapped his hand on the table and stood up.
Suddenly, the entire Baihua Pavilion looked over.
In the center of everyone's attention, Li Ziye waved his hand and said proudly, "I am happy tonight. I will cover all the expenses!"
At the table nearby, several girls heard the heroic words of the young master in front of them, and little stars appeared in their eyes.
Holy Son Xuanwu was stunned for a moment. When he saw the nymphomaniacal looks of the girls around him, he couldn't bear the thought of someone stealing his limelight at this moment. He also slapped the table and stood up, shouting, "Old Madam, serve a jar to each table of guests. The best kind of drunken life, dream and death, a jar of one hundred taels of silver, will be recorded in my account."
At two adjacent tables, Li Ziye and Xuanwu Shengzi's eyes met, sparks flying.
"What is your name?" Holy Son Xuanwu asked through gritted teeth.
"Li Erniu."
Li Ziye responded coldly and asked, "Brother, where are you?"
"Wang Teng!"
Holy Son Xuanwu said proudly.
"Wang Teng?"
When Li Ziye heard this name, he was startled subconsciously.
This name is so domineering!
Soon, Li Ziye came back to his senses, with a provocative look on his face, and said, "How about having two drinks to test your drinking capacity?"
"What I wish for!"
Wang Teng responded without giving in at all.
