Du Feng, who was shining brightly in front of the man, died in the dirt pit of dirt. Blood seeped into the cracks of the rocks, and the smell of blood spreads with the wind.

Fang Xiaonian took a look at Du Feng at the last time. When he was about to leave, his eyes were stuck by the jade hairpin above Du Feng's head. Fang Xiaonian grabbed it casually and the jade hairpin flew into his hands. The jade hairpin was crystal clear, engraved with exquisite cloud patterns, and emitted a faint green light, which was obvious that it was not a vulgar thing.

Fang Xiaonian walked back to Fu Yingyue, and Fu Yingyue gently twisted a grain of dust in her hair for Fang Xiaonian. Fang Xiaonian turned the hairpin between her fingers and smiled and said, "Sister, let's see what good things are in this guy's storage room."

The storage room is a magic weapon in space, or it can be regarded as a small cave, with different shapes. However, most of the appearances are square in size, but there is a unique universe inside. It can store things in one room. When a monk takes a storage room, it is equivalent to carrying a house and warehouse with him. This jade hairpin is Du Feng's storage room.

Fang Xiaonian wiped off the ban on the jade hairpin and poured everything in the storage room on the ground. He quickly piled it into a hill, including treasures, secrets, elixirs, talismans, martial arts and spirit stones, all of which were saved by Du Feng over the past decades, as well as some miscellaneous items such as clothing and shoes.

"Isn't this guy too poor?"

Fang Xiaonian sat on the ground and flipped over and picked up, shaking her head repeatedly. Nothing in Du Feng's room could catch his eyes. Even the spiritual weapon that Du Feng had not had time to take out, Fang Xiaonian was too lazy to take a look at it, as if these were worthless street stall goods.

In fact, any Qi Refiner or Foundation Establishment Cultivator would have his eyes lit up and he would be crazy when he saw Du Feng’s family.

The amber jade on Fang Xiaonian's waist is also a room of storage. The things inside are all caused by the deceased and deceived by Fu Jingnian over the years. The quality of a god-turned monk is self-evident. It can easily leak out from his fingers, which can make countless cultivators flock to him. Even the far-viewing talisman used to explore Xu's mansion at night is worth thousands of spiritual jade, that is, 100,000 spiritual stones, and there is a price but no market, let alone other cultivation resources.

Fang Xiaonian, who carries a mountain of gold, is no longer surprised by Du Feng’s family background.

Fang Xiaonian was indifferent, but when he opened a book with gold thread, his eyes lit up, he turned his head quietly and read it with great interest.

The title of the book "The Embroidered Cute Record" is exactly the dual cultivation method that Du Feng practiced. Each move and every move has annotations, which is clear and explicit.

Fang Xiaonian was looking at it with relish. A white jade-like palm stretched in front of him. Fang Xiaonian turned to look at Fu Yingyue, closed the book and handed it to Fu Yingyue, coughed and said, "I thought it was a peerless martial art when I read the title of this book. I didn't expect it to be a double cultivation method, which was simply unsightly. I didn't want to read it again after taking a look, I don't want to read it anymore, I bah!"

Fu Yingyue looked at Fang Xiaonian with a gentle smile, shook her head, and had no way to deal with Fang Xiaonian. Fang Xiaonian continued to pick up items and quickly picked up a list, which was the genealogy of Fengyang Sect and was also the token of the sect leader. After Fang Xiaonian read it, he realized Du Feng's identity.

Finally, Fang Xiaonian put all the items in the jade hairpin, put the jade hairpin into the jade of the amber door on his waist, stretched his waist, and asked Fu Yingyue, "By the way, sister, how do you feel when fighting Du Feng just now?"

Fu Yingyue nodded and fought with a foundation-building monk. Although it was extremely dangerous, it forced her to mobilize the true qi in her whole body to resist the enemy. As the true qi flowed wildly, it invisibly widened the meridians, which was of great benefit. And at this moment, she felt that she was still half a step away from opening the three Yin meridians of the foot. At that time, the eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve regular meridians were all connected, so she refining the tenth level of Qi. This is also the reason why Fang Xiaonian has always asked Fu Yingyue to take action to defend the enemy, allowing her to find opportunities for breakthroughs in the battle of life and death.

"That's good."

Fang Xiaonian supported the ground with both hands, leaned back, looked at the blue sky and white clouds, but then suddenly lowered her head and asked, "Sister, what are you doing?"

After Fu Yingyue took off Fang Xiaonian's boots, she turned the sole toward Fang Xiaonian. It turned out that the sole was stained with Du Feng's blood. Fu Yingyue took out a pair of boots from her jade bracelet, black cloth and white background, which was ordinary, but it was sewn by Fu Yingyue with one stitch at a time. From childhood to adulthood, the shoes that Fang Xiaonian wore were always sewn by Fu Yingyue himself. This time, Fu Yingyue prepared a lot in advance.

She was about to help Fang Xiaonian change it, but Fang Xiaonian shrank her feet, bent her toes, and smiled and said, "Sister, I'm so old, you don't have to help me put on shoes anymore, I'll do it myself."

Fu Yingyue glanced at him and smiled back, making a tickling move on her hands, and an expression of tickling you if you don't let me wear it. Fang Xiaonian immediately obeyed, stretched her feet back, and smiled and said, "I really don't think my mother is ugly, sister doesn't think my brother's feet are smelly, just wear it, don't just scratch my itch."

Fang Xiaonian has been stubborn since she was a child. Once, she went to Fu Jingnian's iron room to play, which made the room messy. Fu Jingnian beat him up and punished him not to admit his mistakes. Fang Xiaonian, who was only five or six years old, fought for two days and refused to eat. Almost all of them were hungry and unwilling to admit his mistakes. In the end, Fu Jingnian had no choice but to give up. But Fu Yingyue knew that Fang Xiaonian was particularly tickling. Sometimes she just had to scare Fang Xiaonian to scratch her itch, and Fang Xiaonian would be obedient and the same was true when she grew up.

Fu Yingyue turned her head and carefully helped Fang Xiaonian put on her shoes. The wind gently brushed by, her temples jumped lightly and her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she was happy because of her master's beauty.

In the sun, the girl helped the boy wear shoes. The boy quietly looked at the girl's side face, even though there was a mess around, it was still quiet and beautiful.

The boy said seriously: "Sister, I will definitely get the first place in the Taoist church and get the phoenix marrow for you. You know, I will always do what I want to do."

The girl wearing shoes looked at the boy, smiled and nodded. Although she couldn't speak, she seemed to be saying, I know.

...

Fang Xiaonian and Fu Yingyue continued to travel south, crossing mountains and ridges, and spending the moon every few days. After ten days, the siblings and brothers came to Anyi County.

Anyi County is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is vast and prosperous. It is worthy of being the center of a county. The road is wide enough to accommodate ten horses in parallel. The shops on both sides are prosperous and the people are crowded. Looking at the end of the road, you can see a mountain from a distance. There are continuous buildings on the mountain, overlooking the entire county town, where is the Jingtian Guard, which governs a county.

Fang Xiaonian and Fu Yingyue were walking around the county town with a string of candied haws. Fang Xiaonian looked and touched them, his eyes and hands kept bulging, and there was almost one candied haw in his hand. Fu Yingyue followed Fang Xiaonian silently, and there was not a single candied haw in her hand. Fang Xiaonian liked to eat sweets, but Fu Yingyue was not the case. The string in her hand was also Fang Xiaonian.

When passing a three-story tower, Fang Xiaonian slowed down and glanced a few times. Pink lanterns were hung on the eaves, and the three big words "Roll Tower" were written on the plaque. The pen tip turned soft and charming. It was the daytime, and although it was not open, the whole building still exuded a powdery aroma, which made people look forward to the beautiful scenery at night.

Fang Xiaonian looked at the brothel, bit the last candied haw, and slowly pulled out the tag, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he noticed Fu Yingyue by his side, and quickly withdrew his gaze and looked at Fu Yingyue. Fu Yingyue's eyes were fun and had an expression that had seen through Fang Xiaonian.

In the past, Fang Xiaonian went to Pingwang Town alone to drink with Liu Tieshi. As long as Fu Yingyue was by her side, she would never go to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion. But this does not mean that Fu Yingyue didn't know that Fang Xiaonian liked to go to the brothel, but she never objected. After all, she knew who her younger brother was, and she just liked to join in the fun, not really having fun. It was almost a month since they left Meiyan Village, and Fang Xiaonian obviously became playful again.

"Ah Yeh!"

Fang Xiaonian, who was seen through, pretended to sneeze, suffocated her nose, and said, "This smell is too bad, it smells so bad. Sister, let's go quickly."

Fu Yingyue smiled but said nothing and cooperated to leave.

...

At night, the lights gradually lit up in Anyi County. Fang Xiaonian found an inn and asked for a unique courtyard. He stayed in the city for one night and then headed south.

Perhaps because of being tired, Fu Yingyue went to bed early, Fang Xiaonian's room had already turned off the candlelight, the courtyard was quiet, and the moonlight in the sky was hazy.

After a while, a creaking sounded in the yard, but it stopped abruptly. It turned out that Fang Xiaonian was halfway through the door opening, and suddenly stopped because of the heavy movement. After waiting for a while, he made sure that the sound did not wake up Fu Yingyue, he pushed the door open at a slow speed without making any more noise. He tiptoed out of the door, took it carefully, and looked at the opposite corridor for a while, and then confirmed that Fu Yingyue was not awakened and was discharged from the hospital.

...

The Rouge Tower at night is brightly lit and colorful, like a flower blooming in the dark, with a charming fragrance that attracts people to see.

All kinds of men came in endlessly, some were dressed in bright clothes and strides in. At first glance, they were a big gentry family. Some were dressed in ordinary clothes and clutched the silver in their hands tightly, which seemed a little restrained. They must be ordinary people. They took the saved silver with them to secretly drink a glass of flower wine while their wives were not careful.

Fang Xiaonian stood in front of the Yanzhi Building, looked back and confirmed that there was no sister, and then stepped into the Yanzhi Building with her hands behind her back.

Near the gate, a luxurious and scent of wine mixed with the fragrance of wine came to the face. The girls at the door swayed their waists, threw their eyes at each other, and collided with the guests, hoping to be selected. They are all the lowest-class vulgar pinks, and they can't play and sing skills, and they can only take off their clothes. The squire who likes arts and elegance looks down on them at all. They wave their hands like flying flies to let them go away. Only the peasant man with sweaty smell will hug them upstairs directly.

When Fang Xiaonian walked past them, they did not show off their charm or swarmed up. Instead, they were all stunned, and the sequel fan in their hands also stopped there. They had never seen such a handsome man with such a glorious temperament. They thought they must be some great young man with extraordinary status. They felt inferior for a moment and did not dare to come forward rashly, but just watched them in a daze.

However, Fang Xiaonian did not dislike them. She waved her hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "Hello sisters."

Those women who looked at Fang Xiaonian had long forgotten what it felt like to blush, but at this moment they blushed and still lowered their heads unconsciously, as if they were hit by happiness, and they were secretly happy.

The madam also came forward. Fang Xiaonian took out a stack of silver notes, shook them, and said, "Buy some rouge for the sisters."

"Thank you, young master!"

The madam was quick-witted and quickly. After receiving the silver note, she glanced roughly at the amount and was overjoyed. She met a generous VIP and was determined to be a good reception. She quickly invited Fang Xiaonian to the third floor elegant seat, and soon served good wine and dishes, and brought two girls with high-end appearance to accompany Fang Xiaonian to drink.

The two girls were named Xier and Leer respectively, and they were the top brands of Yanzhilou. They had a high status and were not allowed to sell their skills or not. Not everyone could let them drink with them. It depends on their own mood. The madam told them that a rich young man was so handsome and handsome. The two thought the madam was exaggerating, so they wanted to see with their own eyes and see how handsome the madam looked like.

After seeing Fang Xiaonian, the two of them looked at me and I looked at you. No matter how exaggerated the madam, they felt that she was not praising her at all. Such a handsome young man, he could enjoy it at one glance. Not to mention letting them drink with them, even if they made an exception to serve the bed, they would be willing.

After drinking with Fang Xiaonian for a while, the two of them had a better impression. Although the handsome young man shouted at each other and kept teasing them, he always maintained a sense of proportion and never touched them. He took advantage of them. When he looked at them, his eyes were clear and without any lust, which made them feel particularly comfortable getting along with each other and there was no need to flatter him. He just needed to drink and chat like a friend.

The most important thing is that the two of them can feel the respect Fang Xiaonian gave them.

They have seen too many men, the rich gentry who drink and have fun with them and want to trick them into bed, no matter how pity and love them, they are all fake. After all, they are just women of fairness and just act on occasion. But the boys in front of them are different. They can truly feel the equality and respect in every word, because they have never felt it in anyone else, so they are particularly clear.

Fang Xiaonian came to drink wine and kept raising her glasses. She soon became a little drunk. She looked at the men and women who hugged each other, and the aroma of wine and fat mixed together, and the sound of the miserable sound seemed to be even more intoxicating. Fang Xiaonian smiled and said, "The wine, sex, wealth and energy are as rich as a sword, and everyone in the world is not aware of it."

"Young master is so literary." Xier smiled and said, "Young master, don't be hurt, otherwise Xier will feel distressed."

Fang Xiaonian picked up the wine glass, closed her eyes and smelled the wine, and smiled intoxicatedly: "I am already covered in bruises."

After saying that, he drank it all in one gulp, and at this moment, a burst of exclamations came from behind him. Fang Xiaonian looked back and saw that the source of the sound was a wine table not far away. A white and fat boy in brocade was holding a girl, and his eyes glanced down at the ray of scenery, almost drooling.
Chapter completed!