It was a young girl in Tsing Yi, followed by four maidservants, holding dulcimer, erhu, pipa and other musical instruments in their hands.
"My servant Qing Ling, I have met all of you distinguished guests," Qing Ling Pinpin Tingting came over and bent down to give a salute.
Qing Ling has a good appearance, her black hair is just right on both sides, her exposed skin is as white as snow, her eyes are clear and translucent, and her whole body is bathed in a fairy spirit. She is less kitsch than those prostitutes.
the breath.
Luo Zheng was rarely involved in such occasions, but Mo Can waved his hand and said with a smile: "Please also ask Miss Qingling to sing a song!"
Qing Ling nodded, took a few steps away, pulled out a chair and sat down. She took a pipa from the hand of the maid next to her, flicked her jade fingers, and then opened her red lips lightly, and a soft song came from her mouth.
Floating in.
The sound is melodious and melodious, like a nightingale. The sound is the ultimate enjoyment in the world.
At this moment, several servants also started to serve wine and food. Luo Zheng looked at this scene and sighed in his heart. The Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower was indeed a place to sell gold.
But before Qing Ling finished singing, a rude voice suddenly came from the door.
"Little girl Qingling, I asked you to come up and accompany me yesterday. You said your throat was not feeling well, but now you are playing and singing here. Do you think I, Fourth Master Hong, am fooling me?" Before the voice fell, a rude man in black robe appeared.
The big man walked in from the door, followed by several people, all wearing black robes, all inner disciples of Qingyun Sect.
Next to the rude man, there was a waiter who kept hunching over and apologizing to the man.
Qing Ling stopped singing and frowned slightly, as if she disliked the person in front of her very much. She just said: "Master Hong, my throat was really uncomfortable yesterday. I have a guest today. If you want to hear me play and sing, please wait.
Let’s make an appointment another day!”
"Yes, yes, Mr. Hong, today Qing Ling has a guest. Please come here. We have other red cards in Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building," the waiter nodded and said.
"Go away!" Fourth Master Hong kicked the waiter aside, "Guest? I am also a guest. I want Qing Ling to accompany me today," said Fourth Master Hong, glaring at Luo with a pair of bull's eyes.
Zheng and others saw that they were wearing white robes, with contemptuous smiles on their faces: "They are just a few outer disciples. I think you are willing to let Miss Qing Ling go to us, right?"
Mo Can and Zhou Xian's expressions suddenly darkened. The best thing for a man to do when entering a Fengyue place is to save face. If they really gave up Qing Ling, their face would be really lost, but many of them were wearing black.
The robes are all inner disciples of the Qingyun Sect. Although I don’t know which mountain peak they belong to, the inner disciples on any mountain are far more powerful than the outer disciples.
Luo Zheng, who was sitting aside, poured a glass of wine with a leisurely look on his face and slowly sipped it into his mouth. The wine from Jinfeng Xiaoyulou was soft in the mouth and had an excellent taste. When he finished the glass of wine, he sneered.
He said, "Everything is on a first-come, first-served basis. Miss Qingling was invited by us. If you want to hear her play and sing, you can come back on a different date."
Fourth Master Hong and his group of people originally thought that the three white robes in front of them would be very obedient. After all, their inner disciples always walked sideways in front of the outer disciples. Unexpectedly, the young man who was drinking would dare to say this.
talk.
Fourth Master Hong said with a cruel smile: "First come, first served? Talk to my fist about first come, first served!"
Luo Zheng frowned, stretched out his hand and said softly: "In that case, please get out of here!"
Get out? The expressions of Fourth Master Hong's black-robed disciples suddenly changed, and they all wondered if they had heard wrong.
When did the outer disciples dare to be so arrogant in front of the inner disciples?
"It seems that you are the kind of guy who won't give up until he sees the coffin," Mr. Hong clenched his fist as big as an iron bowl, and the real energy all over his body swarmed out from his dantian, and the fierce momentum brought up a strong wind.
The hair of Qing Ling next to her was blown and dancing.
"Really? You are the second person to threaten me today, but compared to the first person, you are just a waste." Luo Zheng gently threw the wine glass on the table, and the wine glass was still on the table.
It kept spinning, and then his figure turned into a strong wind and disappeared from the seat.
Almost no one saw how Luo Zheng moved. When everyone saw Luo Zheng again, he had already appeared in front of Fourth Master Hong.
"Crack!"
A crisp slap fell on Mr. Hong's face.
Fourth Master Hong didn't react. When he realized that he had been slapped, his face turned red and he was about to shout and attack Luo Zheng.
"Crack!"
Before Fourth Master Hong could take action, Luo Zheng slapped him again.
"You, I'm going to kill you..." Fourth Master Hong was extremely angry.
"Crack!"
Luo Zheng continued to slap him, directly knocking back what Fourth Master Hong wanted to say.
When the inner disciples behind Fourth Master Hong saw this, their faces turned dark and they all wanted to take action.
But before they could gather their true energy, everyone was punched in the chest.
Luo Zheng's punch seemed careless, but after all, it was driven by the demon's true energy, and it was extremely powerful.
Several people had a fist mark on their chests, and then they flew straight out, smashing the exquisite railings on the second floor, and fell heavily to the ground on the first floor.
Then Luo Zheng's figure flashed and appeared in front of Fourth Master Hong.
Fourth Master Hong was beaten to death by Luo Zheng's slap. He didn't know that several people he reached out had been beaten away by Luo Zheng, and he roared: "Brothers, come here! Tear these ignorant outer disciples into pieces
Fragments!”
Luo Zheng, Mo Can and Zhou Xian all looked at Fourth Master Hong with sarcastic expressions.
Only then did Fourth Master Hong realize that something was wrong. He turned around and saw that none of the brothers behind him were there. Only then did his expression change drastically. He realized that the young man in white robes in front of him was someone who was not easy to mess with.
role.
It's obviously too late to realize this problem until now.
"Do you want me to help you get out, or do you want to get out yourself?" Luo Zheng asked coldly.
"I, I, you, you..." Mr. Hong's brain was completely exhausted, and he was hesitating and didn't know what to say.
"Bang!"
Luo Zheng kicked Fourth Master Hong in the chest, and Fourth Master Hong rolled down the stairs on the second floor.
Then Luo Zheng turned back to his seat and was about to reach out to pour the wine. However, the waiter next to him quickly picked up the jug and poured Luo Zheng a glass of wine: "This guest, for such a small matter as pouring wine,
Let’s just do it as a kid!”
The people in Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building felt very happy when they saw Fourth Master Hong and his gang being severely punished by Luo Zheng.
These guys, relying on their status as black-robed disciples, ran out of Qingyun Sect for a long time and came to Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower for entertainment.
If it's just an honest pastime, that's it. However, Fourth Master Hong and his gang really like to cause trouble. Every time they drink, they will make the whole place a mess.
However, most people would not dare to mess with them, but today they were kicked on an iron plate and given a severe lesson by this white-robed disciple.
Whether it was the waiter, the boy on the side, or the top singer Qing Ling, they also had a doubt in their hearts.
They were in the imperial capital and had more or less contact with the disciples of the Qingyun Sect. They were very aware of the gap between the white-robed disciples and the black-robed disciples of the Qingyun Sect.
But what happened to this white-robed disciple today?
One person easily defeated several black-robed disciples...
When did the world turn around?
Although they were confused in their hearts, they certainly didn't dare to ask. Anyway, Luo Zheng had already given them a sigh of relief. I believe that Fourth Master Hong and his gang will be honest in the future.
In contrast, Mo Can and Zhou Xian were even more shocked.
Before, they had seen Luo Zheng defeat the innate creatures.
On Xiaoyu Peak, Luo Zheng single-handedly challenged several people on Vulture Peak, and finally defeated Liu Cunshi, who had entered the Innate Secret Realm.
But at that time, Luo Zheng also spent a lot of effort to defeat Liu Cunshi.
But today, Luo Zheng faced several inner disciples, but he won so easily.
These inner disciples are all innate creatures, but they have almost no power to fight back in front of Luo Zheng.
Could it be that in just a few days, Luo Zheng's strength has made another qualitative leap?
Mo Can and Zhou Xian looked at each other, as if they had thought of a place to go, with a terrifying look in their eyes.
How terrifying would it be if Luo Zheng continued to grow at this rate?
In fact, Luo Zheng's strength has not improved so much since he entered the half-step from the Marrow Refining Realm.
The key reason is that the true energy in Luo Zheng's body was transformed from the red sandalwood true energy into the demon true energy.
It should be noted that "Red Sandalwood Fist" is just a Xuan-level exercise, while "Devil God Fist" is a Holy-level exercise. There is a huge difference between the two.
Mo Can and Zhou Xian could only sigh in their stomachs. They were also outer disciples, but their entry speed was like a snail. Why was the gap between people so big?
The singer Qing Ling sang a few lyrics, and she also had a drink here.
After Luo Zheng paid for the drink, he looked at the singer named Qing Ling, and then took out two more cubic crystal stones as a reward.
Unexpectedly, Qing Ling retreated and only said: "Young Master has already paid. This reward is too much and I cannot accept it."
Luo Zheng nodded, but didn't say anything. This woman was born in a beautiful country, but ended up in a singing mall. It can only be a bad fate, but Luo Zheng is not a savior, and he can't help.
After coming out of Jinfeng Xiaoyu Building, it's time to return to Qingyun Sect.
Luo Zheng asked Zhou Xian and Mo Can to go back to Qingyun Sect first, but he walked in the opposite direction.
He still had things to do before returning to Qingyun Sect.
In order to rescue Luo Yan, Luo Zheng lacked Qingyun Sect's points more than anyone else.
Cube crystals can be exchanged for points.
Two million cube crystals can be exchanged for one million points.
Luo Zheng now has another way to make money, how can he hold back and not try it?
After several inquiries, Luo Zheng found the largest market in the imperial capital.
Looking along the buildings on both sides of the city, there are all kinds of shops such as "Qingyun Danfang", "Jindan Pavilion" and "Wanbao Building".
Luo Zheng wandered around and finally stopped in front of a "Thousand Machine Pavilion".