The nights in Cangcheng are still so beautiful and intoxicating. This ancient city that has stood in the south of the God of War Palace for many years continues to exude its charming and desolate atmosphere.

Since a man named Ye Huang walked into this ancient city thousands of years ago and built Yejia Castle, the ancient city has been firmly marked with traces of Yejia. Cangcheng belongs to Yejia, and Yejia belongs to Cangcheng.

Xue Wuhen walked freely on the Thirteenth Street, with Old Shi Mo next to him closely. The night in Cangcheng is indeed beautiful, and the girl on Thirteenth Street is more enthusiastic than the brothels in Piaoxuecheng, but he is still a little bored and helpless.

I have lived in Cangcheng for more than two months. There seems to be rumors at home that he has experienced this time, but he has gone to Thirteenth Street in Cangcheng, expressing some dissatisfaction and some concerns. And there are also rumors in Yejiabao that are not good for him, nothing more than lustfulness, playboys, etc.

But only Mr. Shi and Mr. Mo around him knew that the young master had no choice but to find something to do or to do something, and would always live in Yejiabao and stay in Cangcheng, others would be more suspicious. So over the past month, the three of them seemed to have visited every building on Thirteenth Street, and even the names of the red cards in each building seemed to be memorizing it.

"There is no news from Mancheng yet?"

Xue Wuhen looked at the door of the building, and the bells were constantly showing charming eyes to him, smiling slightly, nodding from time to time, and gently waved the folding fan in his hand.

Hearing the master's question, Old Mo next to him followed and replied respectfully: "Not yet, but I think it should be soon."

"Several wastes." Xue Wuhen cursed in a low voice and got into a building.

The building is called Baihualou, located in the center of Cangcheng Thirteenth Street, and is engaged in a flesh-and-hearted business. The building's madam is called Fengjie. Although Fengjie is old enough to be a child's mother, she still looks like she is only over the age of ten. Her eyes are flowing in blue waves, which is very attractive.

But her phoenix eyes were not only beautiful, but also very good at looking at people. At this time, she was swaying down from the upper floor. She saw Xue Wuhen and the other two who had just entered the door from a distance. Her phoenix eyes suddenly lit up, and she opened her mouth and spit out a sound that was better than the oriole: "Oh, today I heard the magpies chirping constantly. I don't know what good things will happen. Now when I see Mr. Xue, I finally understand."

"You are polite to Meng Feng." Xue Wuhen nodded lightly, not caring about it. This kind of flattery was quite comfortable to hear at first, but it was a bit boring when I heard it every day.

"Old rules?" Feng Jie smiled sweetly.

Xue Wuhen nodded lightly, walked straight upstairs, and walked into a room that he owned. This room was not like other rooms, with a big pink bed and a special smell of sandalwood. Instead, it was clean and simple, with a few sandalwood tables and chairs and a few landscape paintings. It seemed that they were entering a brothel, but a study.

"Meet the young master."

The side door of the room suddenly opened, and Feng Niang's phoenix eyes flashed with a shiny look. She bowed with a serious expression and had no smell of dust.

"How are you preparing?" Xue Wuhen nodded lightly and picked up a cup of tea.

Feng Niang hurriedly bowed over and said respectfully: "Go back to the young master, my subordinates have prepared for the action in five days. They have made close arrangements. Unless the three old guys of the Ye family are dispatched, this mission will be guaranteed to be completed."

"It's not that serious. I will make arrangements for the Ye family. I want you to guarantee that the girl must not die before being sent to Piaoxue City. If she dies, you will not be able to survive." Xue Wuhen was a little helpless. The front and side of the back would not work. He could only take the risk. He was bound to win that girl.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

A knock on the door suddenly sounded outside the door. Xue Wuhen was a little angry and turned his head to look at Sister Feng next to him, with a hint of blame in his eyes. Sister Feng hurriedly bowed to apologize and opened the door. Then a low voice of conversation came from outside the door.

"Squeak!"

The door was pushed open again, and Sister Feng walked in with a serious expression on her face and said, "It seems that this mission can only be done in advance, and it is best tonight."

"What's the situation?" Xue Wuhen raised his eyebrows and had a bad premonition.

"Xueyi and the others died, Ye Qinghan was killed by them, and Ye Qinghan was rushing back to Cangcheng at this time, and maybe he could rush back tomorrow, so if you persist in the mission, you must act immediately." Feng Jie held back the shock in her heart and tried to calm her words.

"Clang!"

The tea cup in his hand fell quietly, split into pieces. Xue Wuhen opened his mouth wide and wanted to say something, but said nothing. Old Mo and Old Shi stared at the tea leaves that were sprinkled on the ground, silently digesting the deep meaning of this message.

"Call me the person who conveys the message."

After a long time, Xue Wuhen suddenly spoke, his voice cold and cold.

Niu Jin and two followers' intelligence personnel were called in. Looking at the first handsome young man with a very calm face, he hurriedly bowed and bowed. Then he said everything he saw, heard, thought without any slightest additions or omissions. He knew that a sentence was wrong sometimes represents a life disappearing. He knew that the boy had this right and also had this ability.

"Okay, you three go down, Sister Feng arranges them and have fun for two days." Xue Wuhen has recovered from peace since Niu Jin and the other two came in. Although there were huge waves in his heart, he could only force himself to suppress it. In front of the servants, he needs to be calm and must be calm.

“Operation tonight.”

After thinking for a long time, he stood up resolutely, said four words, then quickly opened the door and left in a hurry.

Yejiabao, West Courtyard, and Zuixinyuan.

Ye Qingkang, as the eldest son of the Ye family, did not linger on the Thirteenth Street like ordinary young masters and squander their youth. He did not interpret the power of the family and his father on some occasions like the playboys in Cangcheng. Instead, he sat quietly in his yard, closed his eyes, and worked hard to cultivate his fighting spirit.

Many people are puzzled and do not know that Ye Qingkang practices even more than he spends resting and having fun. Only Ye Qingkang himself knows. Why do he work so hard? Why do he work so hard?

Because he is Ye Qingkuang, the eldest son of the Ye family and the first heir to the family. If he doesn’t work hard, perhaps in a few years, he will not be the eldest son or the first heir. Because he is Ye Qingkuang, he needs crazy and also needs crazy capital, so he must work hard and work hard.

Many years ago, he knew that as the lord of Cangcheng City, although he had extremely strong and powerful strength, he was not happy. He knew that his father was suppressed by a name all his life. When the master of that name was alive, his father was suppressed so hard that he could not raise his head. However, after the man died for so many years, he still suppressed his father like a mountain and could not surpass him, at least he had not surpassed him yet. The man died, his grandfather retired, and his father took office, but many people felt that the father was a bit far-fetched and embarrassed in that position.

So he had to practice hard to make his father sit in a more stable and comfortable position. And he, Ye Qingkuang, will one day surpass that person, cover all the halo of the Ye family on him, smash the mountain pressing against his father with a punch, and make his name tremble in the God of War Palace and even the Flame Dragon Continent.

Xue Wuhen didn't know what kind of ambitions and goals Ye Qingkuan had. He just knew that he had to see him tonight and persuade him to cooperate with his actions, so he left Thirteenth Street and hurried to Zuixin Garden.

"Snow Master, why are you in such a hurry?"

Ye Qingkuang tidied up the bun behind her and ordered his servants to prepare tea.

"I'll talk to you about something." Xue Wuhen's expression was anxious, and stopped Ye Qingkuang's movements and said softly.

"Oh? That's good!" Ye Qingkuang quickly signaled the servant to disappear and smiled sweetly. This was how Xue Wuhen talked to him last time, but he got ten bottles of Xue Ling Pills. Although things were not done well, Xue Wuhen still generously didn't ask him for it. So when he saw Xue Wuhen's expression, he felt that some good things were about to fall on him, and he couldn't help but say excitedly: "You said that Xue Shao's business is mine, and I will do everything I can."
Chapter completed!