Chapter 136: Xueyue Lonely

Xueyue City.
Sikong Changfeng, one of the only city lord still sitting in Xueyue City, stood at the head of the city, looking at the southwest, frowning slightly.
"One went to find some fairy mountain, the other went to see an old friend, and I was left alone and staying here alone. Even my daughter went to look for a man." Sikong Changfeng sighed and took a sip of wine. .
He remembered that when he was young, he always had a gun, a jug of wine, and a horse, drinking while driving on the road. When he was tired, he would just lie down under a tree and sleep beautifully. I thought that this kind of life would go on forever, naturally, and although there is no tomorrow, I don't seem to expect anything tomorrow. Until one day, I met the young man in white clothes and stretched out his hand to myself.
"Do you want to take a look at a city?"
"That is the largest city in the world, with the most beautiful women, the largest casino, the best wine, and the fastest horses."
"That city is called Tianqi."
At that time, Sikong Changfeng was holding a gun in one hand, and a rickety hip flask hung on the gun. He did not hear what the young man said behind him. He just heard the phrase "the most beautiful woman" and nodded: "Go Go! Go!"
"A drunk mistake for life." Sikong Changfeng raised his head and took another sip.
"What are you sighing here again?" A voice with a slight smile sounded, Sikong Changfeng turned his head to look, and saw a beautiful woman in white clothes walking up slowly, white clothes flying, the big big one above The word "gambling" is particularly dazzling.
"Luo Xia, your apprentice is also leaving. Come, come, and have a drink together." Sikong Changfeng shook his head and threw the jug at Yin Luoxia.
Yin Luoxia took the flask, but didn't drink it. She just smiled and said, "I don't have that annoying apprentice, but I am much more comfortable. It's different from you."
"Hey." Sikong Changfeng sighed, "Dongjun is good wine, you are good to gamble, Hanyi only has stinky Taoist priests. I want everything, what shall I ask for?"
"You are lascivious. Who didn't know the whole arena back then." Yin Luoxia smiled maliciously.
"Yeah, I am lascivious." Sikong Changfeng looked up at the sky, his eyes suddenly become a little ethereal, "It's just that the beauty of the world is gone, so there is nowhere to be better."
"Do you still think about Qian Luo's mother?" Yin Luoxia walked to Sikong Changfeng's side with the wine flask, followed Sikong Changfeng's gaze, raised her head and took a sip of wine.
Sikong Changfeng smiled: "Back then, I said,'I have been among the tens of thousands of flowers, the leaves do not touch my body.' When the Apocalypse came in a cool and unrestrained manner, I also planned to leave the Apocalypse cleanly. But she rode 16 horses to death. After chasing me for a full thousand miles, the last sword knocked me off the horse. Then he turned around and left."
"Then you chased for a thousand li and recovered the apocalypse. Your story, the teahouse is said to be rotten." Yin Luoxia snickered.
Sikong Changfeng took the wine flask in Yin Luoxia's hand and took another sip of wine. Suddenly, he said, "Am I getting old? I always feel that I have lost something recently?"
"What do you mean?"
"It's like." Sikong Changfeng stretched out his hand, "Those who used to be around will leave one by one..."
Yin Luoxia's expression finally became serious: "Is there still no news from the Great City Lord?"
"No. The last time someone saw him, it was in Broken Wind Harbor. He boarded a big ship heading away from the sea, but the big ship did not come back. I think he might have gone to that overseas fairy mountain. The last wine guide to seek." Sikong Changfeng frowned.
"Then overseas fairy mountains, are there really gods?" Yin Luoxia said in thought.
"Maybe it's a fairy." Sikong Changfeng said meaningfully.
"In fact, I have always wanted to ask, what kind of past events are hidden in the heart of the great city lord, why do you want to make that Mengpo soup so persistently?" Yin Luoxia asked.
"The big brother killed a woman with a sword when he was young, but that woman was the one he loved the most." Sikong Changfeng shook the jug. The jug was empty. He smiled and took the jug. Throw, hung on the barrel of the gun.
"Dachengzhu is also a lover." Yin Luoxia said slowly.
"What about you?" Sikong Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly, "It is said that Song Yanhui has passed the position of City Lord to his apprentice Wushuang. Without the burden of that position of City Lord, between you, maybe..."
"Don't be kidding." Yin Luoxia ignored him, "Song Yan returned to the position of the city lord, but it is not as simple as imagined. It is said that Wushuang City has received a distinguished guest, and the identity of the distinguished guest is very noble."
"What kind of guest, I didn't go to them after being rejected by Xueyue City." Sikong Changfeng's expression remained unchanged.
"But there is a guest who has just sent a letter and is already on his way to Xueyue City. You can't refuse this guest. After all, his daughter is still with us. Oh, no, it seems that he will take his daughter without notifying him. Released?" Yin Luoxia's words contained a bit of bad intentions.
"Ye Xiaoying." Sikong Changfeng helped his forehead, "What an annoying guest."
"By the way, I just came back from a stroll outside the city, and I found that the people in the teahouse were rumoring something. Although I don't know the truth or not, I think you need to know." Yin Luoxia said suddenly.
"Is there any nonsense rumors in the teahouse that are worthy of my attention? Is there a new sword fairy who has appeared, or which demon has come out and killed another school?" Sikong Changfeng shrugged.
"It means that one person has come down the mountain." Yin Luoxia said deliberately in a vague manner.
Sikong Changfeng understood immediately, but his expression changed drastically in an instant, and he suddenly shouted: "Dao Sword Immortal Zhao Yuzhen! He is down! Why is he down! Why is he down!"
Yin Luoxia didn't understand why Sikong Changfeng was so excited, she said in confusion, "Probably because she is afraid that Hanyi and Thunder will meet again, threatening her, and finally can't help going down the mountain?"
Sikong Changfeng shook his head suddenly: "Impossible, impossible."
Apart from the celestial masters on Mount Qingcheng, Sikong Changfeng and Baili Dongjun are the few who know why Zhao Yuzhen can’t go down the mountain. Otherwise, because of his temper, he would have carried a gun to Mount Qingcheng. My senior sister is in her early days. However, Zhao Yuzhen went down the mountain.
"Where did Zhao Yuzhen go down the mountain?" Sikong Changfeng asked.
"It is rumored that Zhao Yuzhen went all the way south, and he couldn't stop him on the way." Yin Luoxia replied.
Sikong Changfeng held the gun tightly in his hand, looked ahead, and said anxiously, "Is the cold clothes in danger?"