Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 415 Love and Hate 8
What he said was clear and slow, every word was flat and unsurprised, and he couldn't even hear the slightest emotional ups and downs, but the pupils of the six people in front of him shrank suddenly, and their eyes involuntarily locked on the handsome face of the man in front of them.

That little bit of familiar feeling came over his face, making the hearts of the six people who were ordered to assassinate tremble, and a cold and stern feeling of a poisonous snake running up and down their backs came over their faces.

When the thoughts in their hearts became firm, they were no longer silent or hesitant. Their bodies moved in unison, covering their hoods with a murderous aura that was as sharp as destroying the sky and the earth, densely packed, like an invisible sword net, perfectly sealed All Zhan Xiaoyao's counterattack possibilities are dead.

No matter who he is, he will surely die today.

When a person is dead, his identity is no longer important.

The corner of Zhan Xiaoyao's mouth raised almost imperceptibly, his heart was disturbed, his will was loose, can he still be invincible?

Slowly closing his eyes, there was silence in his ears, like a barren grassland with no life, but an extremely clear picture appeared in his mind.

The wind moves.

Zhan Xiaoyao's body didn't move, he stood upright like a pine.

Clouds move.

Zhan Xiaoyao slowly stretched out his right hand, holding a delicate folding fan in his hand.

The shadow moves.

brush.The folding fan was opened, and the six beams of light soaring into the sky were shining brightly. When they pierced the eyelids, the fragile eyelids couldn't stand the stimulation, and people subconsciously closed their eyes.

Zhan Xiaoyao jumped up and turned around in the air, a burst of overwhelming air whizzed by, like a thunderous hurricane, with a turbulent aura that would destroy the world——

In front of my eyes, in my ears, and in my mind, there was only darkness left.

Nothing but darkness.

When the six people paused for a moment, everything was over.

When the figure in Xuanyi slowly floated down to the ground, following the sound of uniform voices, the six people still fell to the ground silently like ghosts.

Blood gurgled from ears, eyes, nose, and mouth.

Zhan Xiaoyao looked down at the miserable situation of the six people, and murmured, "You are just the first chess piece to be cut off."

Next, the good show will officially begin.

After stroking his sleeves, he raised his head, jumped up, and easily crossed the high city wall and entered the imperial city.

The six corpses behind him were just abandoned behind them.

The words "top slayer" seem to be just a joke at this moment.

Feasting, feasting, silk and bamboo, Goulan, the brothel of the imperial capital, has always been the most popular place for dignitaries and nobles to hang out.

Zhan Xiaoyao had a folding fan in his hand, and a two-layer mandarin duck jade pendant hung on his waist. The black clothes on his body were made of excellent material, which was made of snow silk which was hard to find.

With a handsome and elegant face, and a tall and straight figure, he looks like an imposing gentleman.

Therefore, as soon as he appeared at the door of the Red Fragrance Tower, he immediately attracted the admiring eyes of many welcoming girls, as well as the warm welcome of the old bustard.

"Yo, this young man looks at the face, is it the first time here? Is there a girl with something important?"

Zhan Xiaoyao glanced at her indifferently, turned a blind eye to the girls who were about to move around, and casually looked at the magnificent lobby, with a sense of alienation in the noble air, "Who is the leading girl in the building?"

Top card?

The old procuress showed a look of embarrassment, "It's...it's just a coincidence that the young master came here, our Zidie girl was just taken over by a high-ranking official, how about I call other beautiful girls and let the young master choose one? "

Which old bustard who runs a brothel is not well-informed?The guests who come and go every day have seen a lot, and you can tell the general background of the guests who come to the door with a casual glance.

It depends on the clothes, the appearance, and more importantly, the demeanor.

Such a handsome and tall young man in front of him, just by looking at his clothes, he can tell that he is either rich or noble, but his demeanor and the nobility exuded around him are not necessarily comparable to most high-ranking officials in the imperial city. calm.

The background must be not small.

Zhan Xiaoyao said lightly: "Arrange a private room for me, and then call all the girls in the building who like to wear red clothes."

When the old bustard heard the words, she was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear, and she responded enthusiastically, "Young master, please go upstairs, and I will arrange for you right now."

Zhan Xiaoyao didn't speak any more, turned around and walked up the stairs.

The largest brothel in the imperial capital, the decoration is naturally magnificent and luxurious, with carved beams and painted buildings everywhere, and cigarettes are lingering.

On the second floor, there is an elegant and warm air, and the faint fragrance permeates the tip of the nose, making people feel like they are in the clouds.

Led by the maid, Zhan Xiaoyao walked into a clean elegant room.

"Young master, please sit down first, and this servant will make you a pot of tea."

Zhan Xiaoyao nodded, sat down on a soft couch, and casually looked at this chic wing room.

There was a sound of footsteps soon, and the old bustard came with a few red-clothed girls, "My lord, everyone in the building who likes to wear red clothes is here. Do you like it, my lord?"

Zhan Xiaoyao raised his eyes, and his eyes lightly passed over the people in front of him, pointing at one of the girls, "You stay, the others go down."

"Yes." The woman in red who was left behind was blessed with joy, while the others all showed disappointment, but they had to retreat with regret.

If they could serve such a handsome and noble young master, they would be willing even if they don't need money, it's a hundred times better than those fat old men.

"Then, concubine, it's good to serve this young master."

The girl named Concubine responded obediently, "Mother, my daughter knows, mother can rest assured."

The old bustard left in satisfaction, Fei'er turned around and walked into the elegant room, blessed Chao Zhan Xiaoyao, "My lord."

Zhan Xiaoyao said indifferently: "Can you play the piano?"

Concubine was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled and said: "My family can play."

"Play the first piece first." After Zhan Xiaoyao finished speaking, he closed his eyes slightly, "Just play what you are good at."

The concubine felt a little strange, even if the ordinary sons and brothers wanted to listen to the music, they would hug left and right, drink and have fun, how could they leave a girl alone just to listen to the music?

And this young man didn't seem to care about her appearance, he didn't even have the intention of taking a closer look.

Fei'er felt strange in her heart, but there was no strange expression on her face. She sat obediently on the floor in front of the piano stand in the elegant room, raised her bare hands lightly, and the melodious and melodious piano sound flowed out from under her fingertips. Nice to hear.

Zhan Xiaoyao seemed to be asleep, there was no other sound in the room, only the melodious sound of the piano echoing.

And in the compartment not far from this wing room, the most famous oiran in the building, Miss Zidie, stood up slowly, and looked at the middle-aged man lying motionless on the bed, with a cold light flowing in her eyes.

The faint smell of blood was masked by the unique fragrance of Yafang.

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