Chapter 62:

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Still standing among the trees, the quaint gardens haven't moved, but Huo Linfeng has lost his exploration mind. He was disturbed, he was stunned, and he was stunned by the ghost-like figure.
Who is that?
Who can't guess or figure out?
Living in a different garden, and then looking at the clothes, he is an extraordinary disciple, and it is estimated that he is one of the palace masters. He's fine, Diao Yuliang is still young, is it Rong Luoyun?
Suddenly, a group of disciples came on duty not far away, and Huo Linfeng heard the sound and turned to Houshan to leave. Lengsang Mountain was so lonely and cold that he stumbled with a little inattention, but he continued to remember the situation again.
The entertainer said that his sister is a concubine and his younger brother is a Kou.
Rong Luoyun's sister-in-law is Zhao Kuilou's Hua Kui, which shows that she looks beautiful and fragrant in nature. Then, from this, Rong Yunyun's attitude must not be casual.
At the foot of the mountain, it was time for the inn to go north, but Huo Linfeng settled and headed for the long river to the west.
Near the ugly riverside, Chaomulou was brighter than daylight, with its gates open, and its guests were like tides and boats. Coincidentally, the song and dance day said by the store is tonight, and there is endless singing, and the dancer puts on a waist for half a night.
Waves of turbulent crowds, the weak crown of the year to the old man, all fluttered blowing a wide-sleeved fragrance. Ying Yingyan called, the horns were sour, but the fourth floor alone was a bit lonely.
This is the upper room, with flower windows, bamboo curtains, and a white figure rushing into the room. He landed quietly, and took the futon, familiarly, and walked to the side of the bed to light a tricolor light.
Only one, dark, far from the outside lights. The man didn't click, and opened the cabinet, picked a piece of barberry incense, and lit it into a small copper furnace. After finishing his work, he moved to the bed and sat down gently.
The outside sounded confusing, he was quiet, like he came to the wrong place. For a while, Lotus stepped forward, pushing the door with her arms, revealing Zhang Guoguo's face: "falling clouds, when did you arrive?"
The woman in question was Zhao Kuilou, Rong Duanyu, and the seat of the extraordinary palace was Rong Luoyun, the master of the second palace.
"Just lit the lamp," Rong Luoyun owed, "Here you come so fast, have you been staring?"
Rong Duanyu laughed, why did the smelly man underneath matter to his brother? She was gone, and Nana's, like Jiutian Xuannv, had fallen off, and after a while brought some food.
Sisters and brothers sat around the table. A bowl of apricot butter and a plate of cow's milk crisp were all Rong Luoyun's favorite. He ate himself, his delicate ear cartilage moved slightly, monitoring the movement in the building. People get mixed up on this day of the month, and he comes to stare in peace.
He ran out of apricot milk, and pouted. Rong Duanyu suspected: "It's not an unmanned lingling man. Pa Zi has embroidered a little better, but don't you wipe it?
Rong Luoyun took a piece out of his sleeve and touched his lips with perfunctory reluctance. Rong Duanyu laughed, and his fingers turned out a creed.
Rong Luoyun took over, and the officials dispatched by the court arrived, and began to look at: "Huo Linfeng?" He was quite surprised. He was dignified as the son of the North Hou, and rumored to be fighting again, and actually sent to Xiganling.
"How about this person?" Rong Duanyu asked.
Rong Luoyun shook his head, never met, I do not know, but the figures defending the border must have an iron fist. After giving up the iron soldiers of Saibei, he came here to bring a group of wine bags and rice bags. He guessed that General Huo's heart would be uncomfortable.
Rong Duanyu asked again, "Should you explore the details?"
Rong Luoyun said, "No need, wait for him to take office, and the exact news of Changan will be sent when the time comes." Qianglong can't beat the ground snake, even if Huo Linfeng is terrible, it is difficult to sing.
He was tired, burned the note, rinsed his mouth and took off the crown, and scattered three thousand blue silks into the bed. Rong Duanyu put a silk quilt on him and touched his cheek again: "Sleep, let's live all night, I'll call you again if there is something."
Rong Luoyun closed his eyes indissolublely, apparently a notorious madman, but curled up sideways into a pediatric state.
The door was closed, and Rong Duan Yulian stepped lightly, and met a Qingqin with a harp on the porch. Qing Yan sang a dumb throat, but Jin Yu was flying all over her head, and she had to quickly set aside her appreciation.
Rong Duanyu glanced down, and the men of Wuyan, holding their sisters on the stage with piles of gold and jade, were lively. How many men begged her to show up, she turned a deaf ear and turned to the back kitchen to cook Rong Luoyun's soup.
Extravagant in the building, gorgeous outside the building.
Heads were moving along the river, and a dark shadow slid into the painting. It was Huo Linfeng in night clothes.
Yunyu was dying, and General Huo blushed. "I'm sorry," he said silently, and then tore off a robe, put it ashore, and strode into Chaomu Tower.
For a moment, Huo Linfeng was fascinated, with a charming look, his eyes fluttered, nephrite came close, and in just a few steps, he was covered with body powder. He was seated and looked around, and the porch was full of people, drunk and throwing flowers, twisting the fan, and everywhere.
I did not go to Xiaochuntai in Saibei, but entered the Chaomu Tower in Xiganling. If my father and elder brother were to know, I am afraid that both the staff and the bones would be discounted.
Suddenly a cry came out, "What a good brother, how can you keep silent?"
Huo Linfeng's flesh tightened, and Langdang put her shoulders on her shoulders, slightly stiff. There are different categories in this blue building. The one in front of this is a prostitute. He said blankly: "I heard that the beauty of Chaomu Tower is worth living and dying. See you today, but that's all."
The little prostitute discolored, twisted the willow and walked away. Huo Linfeng was stunned, and only Qing Yi, an artist, hugged his pipa, and he was somewhat ashamed at him.
He said, "A girl-like look in the kitchen for cooking sour soup. What kind of lute?"
Upon hearing this, Qingyan shed tears of tears, and immediately rushed around with some pity. Huo Linfeng's eyes were cold and untied, and the brocade bag was untied. There were forty ingots of one hundred and twenty grains in it, a total of four thousand.
He whispered softly: "I'm too dirty in the building, four thousand two, find a good look and sing a song, do you have one?"
These words are degrading and provocative, but they are also very tempting. The stewardess in charge came and offered a flattery: "My son is not upset. If Chaomulou doesn't have Peugeot, how can there be beauty in Jiangnan?"
Huo Linfeng heard the argument side by side, and it seems that this "Po Luo" is a famous person. After a while, Bao Luo walked to the table, fanning her face, revealing a pair of beautiful apricots, shaking lightly, and shaking the house full of enthusiasts.
Huo Linfeng glanced at: "Good for this pair of apricot eyes, but unfortunately, I would rather take a bite of fresh peaches than chew a basket of apricots."
Baoluo froze and almost fell off the fan. When the sister-in-law saw the situation, she attracted others, all of whom were hard to see. Huo Linfeng, but his lips and swords were like swords, making Yingying Yanyan faint.
"Oh, my son!" My sister-in-law sweated. "My son, what do you like? Chu Chu or breasts, jade girl or charming girl, what do you tell me in detail!"
Huo Linfeng first entered the wind moon field, posing as a ruthless guest. After hearing the words for a long time, he faintly felt hot behind his ears. The sister-in-law experienced the old way, whispered close to him and asked, "Son, do you want little sister-in-law?"
Huo Linfeng was startled, annoyed into anger: "Speak less, don't get a beauty!"
Xunzi considered for a moment. So many people in the room watched, how could Chaomulou lose her credibility. "Go," she pinched her and stomped her momentum, "please Hua Kui Duan Yu girl!"
The man from Dinglou exclaimed, all looking at his neck, and he was coveted before he showed up. Huo Linfeng was a little stunned in his heart, waiting, when he was exclaimed in his ears, raised his eyes and looked up, Qian Qian in the promenade was distant, only felt immortal.
The sister-in-law called hurriedly, but Rong Duanyu was steady, looking down against the railing, and at a glance he saw Huo Linfeng, who was surrounded by the crowd.
The two faced each other far away, Huo Linfeng was frightened, but the dusty woman appeared dusty, like a thousand daughters of high-minded families. When Rong Duanyu came out, he could see clearly that his eyebrows really resembled the shadow of Yuebai.
Could it be that the person is really Rong Luoyun?
Rong Duanyu sips the wine: "What song does the son want to hear?"
Huo Linfeng rushed and pushed 4,021: "Hua Kui is good at it."
The sister-in-law was busy gathering baggage, and Rong Duanyu raised her skirt to the stage, borrowing a pipa with a pimple. The sound in the middle of the building can be heard, and she stares at Hua Kui's song with a breath of breath, a plucked string, a slight movement of her lips, and the sound of nature sounds.
On the fourth floor, Rong Luoyun had a dream in the hustle and bustle, but suddenly he woke up.
He got up and opened the veil, and he got out of bed and went to the door barefoot. Recognizing Rong Duanyu's singing voice, he pushed the door into the porch, and when he leaned down, his hair fell and covered half his face.
"Zhege ... Sorrow parents ..." is singing "Zhege".
Others watched the beauty, he listened to it alone, and sang "Nanshan law", his heart was sour.
Huo Linfeng poured another cup, but I wonder why Rong Duanyu sang a song of offering. Drinking on the back of my neck, I suddenly saw the figure on the fourth floor, the moon white robe, but just picked the silver silk crown.
It's him? !!
At this time, when the song was over, there was endless praise around him, and he was dragged by the mule to praise him. "Very good ..." He perfunctoryly looked up, and there was no trace of the man at the railing.
False, real, dreamlike.
He felt stunned and asked, "When is it?"
I don't know who said, "It's almost time."
It was almost dawn, Huo Linfeng turned around and walked out, and everyone was lively behind him. He stepped out of Chaomu Tower, returned his robe, and then slowly returned to the inn.
The six-sided, six-sided Chaomu Tower gradually rubbed his shoulders.
Suddenly a cold wind came, and a plume of gray smoke fell from the sky. Clean, embroidered with a touch of goose yellow spring ginkgo leaves, sniffed, scented with a hint of barley, and a hint of milk.
Gracious Girl?
He didn't know, too lazy to guess, and took it in his arms.
The fourth floor flower window, Rong Luoyun nest on the couch and dreamed again, with arms around the window edge, the wind blowing the wide sleeves.
"One of the tricks of Yunyun Sword, don't want to keep the whole body." Someone said.
Everyone whispered for a while, spreading around to continue carrying the corpses, one by one, filling the potholes in the depths of Houshan into mass graves. Each one was dyed, and when they returned to the extraordinary palace, they were clustered in one place.
"The little beasts think we're stink." The disciple laughed and cursed. "One day I walked the unnamed bird and looked at it."
The entire Lengsang Mountain is the site of the Lynx, let alone an extraordinary palace, but it only dares not approach the Anonymous House. Once, among the milky white gravel, a milky white dove murmured, it struck with its fangs. Rong Luoyun saw it from the window, holding the dried fruit, spitting out the core and flying at his fingertips.
The lynx did a trick, rolled over to the ground without rushing to the pigeons, and hissed for half a column of incense. The pigeons entered the cage, Rong Luoyun came out slowly, bent over and covered the back of the lynx with a fortunate effort, and the lynx suddenly hurried.
Carrier pigeons used to report air, and after that, there were often fluttering things to take refuge in unknown places.
At this moment, the unnamed residence was dark. As soon as Rong Luoyun entered the door, the magpie on the beam yelled constantly. He secretly whispered "noisy things", but took a few sips and went down the gallery to tease.
Take off the drenched shoes and socks and step on the floor, walk barefoot, tick the rain all the way into the inner hall. Just light a small lamp, the screen is covered, and it's drowsy. Rong Luoyun undressed and bathed, his face, neck, and the stained blood were washed away, and his murderous body was washed away as well.
This day's sword lightsaber is fierce in appearance, but it's really tiring ...
The room was so panic-stricken that he was leaning against the bucket and flicking water, and it would make a little noise. Waiting for the water to cool out, put on a small trousers lining, hold a silk quilt with a silk pillow, and sleep on the couch in front of the window.
The couch was short and narrow, and he was just in a ball.
When he was groggy, the gravel soaked with rain made people squeak, followed by the introduction of "Second Brother" with a slightly tender tone. Diao Yuliang closed his umbrella, ran in, took off his shoes and arched on the couch.
Grunt! Rong Luoyun took half-old child far away, wrapped up his quilt and sat up. Diao Yuliang rolled back and crawled back and forth: "Second Brother, call me warm!" Squeezed into the bed, the two sat next to each other, he spread his hands to offer treasure, "Look, rich and precious."
A booklet with no name on the skin, complete with disciples in the palace, and silver two registered. Rong Luoyun took a closer look. It turned out to be an off-site gamble, betting on the winner of the contest.
Diao Yuliang turned it over: "Brother also bet, three hundred and two, Zou Lin."
Rong Luoyun was slightly surprised, but Duan Huaike also followed. Diao Yuliang said: "The third brother lost four thousand two, and then offered a bounty of one thousand two, plus the cost of the running seat.
Rong Luoyun found Lu Zhun, pressed Ruan Ni, and bet three thousand two. No wonder the disciples in the palace participated. If Lu Zhun loses, he can score 32. "Second Brother," Diao Yuliang shook him, "I have been in conflict for a long time. Would you please help me?"
Tomorrow will determine the three winners into the Palace of Extraordinary, and then go through the four barriers in the Palace, the first disciple. Rong Luoyun thought of the word "top of the list", and the man emerged, separated by smoke and rain.
Faces are unknown, martial arts level is unknown, just remember a sense of pride. The head is low-smell, and if there is no smell of grapefruit leaves, it is still floating. It's just for the veil, Rong Luoyun thought so, just to pick up his veil.