The luxurious private room of Wuyoufang is extremely luxuriously decorated. The floor is covered with a thick and soft velvet carpet, which makes no sound when stepped on with bare feet. There are layers of crimson silk hanging around, like layers of red mist under the dim and ambiguous light of the four-corner pearls. Several bronze Suan Ni incense burners are scattered in the corners of the room, spitting out a sweet and intoxicating fragrance.
A row of young men filed in, respectfully placed exquisite wine and dishes, and then left with their heads lowered and understanding.
Lin Qingyang chose a comfortable position as if he were boneless, reclining on the cushion-covered carved couch, casually picked up the white jade wine glass, raised his head and took a sip.
The wine was bright red in color and mellow at first, but as soon as it entered his throat, it suddenly had a pungent taste like a knife. The aftertaste was so strong that a thin red tinge appeared at the end of his eyes.
"You two Immortal Lord, I don't know what kind of girl you want. We have all kinds of girls in Wuyoufang." The manager's eyes turned to Lin Qingyang again, and he added with a smile, "Or if you want a handsome young man, there are also some."
Next to him, Yun Zhan stood upright. When he heard the word "boy", his already stern face became even more stiff, and his expression became awkward.
Lin Qingyang turned the jade cup in his hand and said casually, "I want your top card."
When the manager heard this, his expression was pretentious. "Oh Immortal Lord, I'm afraid Fairy Shuangwei can't see guests casually..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Qingyang raised his eyelids slightly and put down a thick stack of spirit stone tickets on the table with a "pop" sound.
The shrewd eyes of the manager instantly brightened up, and he responded repeatedly, "Immortal Lord Wait a moment! I will arrange it for you right away!"
The manager twisted her waist and was about to leave when Lin Qingyang raised her folding fan and stopped her. "Wait a minute."
He tapped Yun Zhan next to him, who was exuding air-conditioning, with his fan bone. "He has something else to ask you."
The manager stopped and said with a smile, "This Immortal Lord please speak."
Yun Zhan frowned slightly and said in a deep voice, "Did a disciple of Divine Sword Mountain come here yesterday?"
The smile on the manager's face froze for a moment, and his eyes flickered, why. "Oh, Immortal Lord, all the people who come here to have fun are customers. We are open to do business. We can't reveal the whereabouts of our guests to outsiders at will..."
Yun Zhan's face darkened upon hearing this, and he was about to open his mouth to apply pressure, but heard Lin Qingyang on the couch knock the jade cup heavily on the table.
There was a soft "click" sound, Lin Qingyang gathered up the fox fur on his body, and his originally gloomy eyebrows showed a bit of cold impatience. "Suddenly I lost interest, let's go, find another house."
With that said, he stretched out his hand to collect the stack of spirit stone tickets.
When the boss saw that the cooked fat sheep was about to fly, he became anxious. He quickly stretched out his hand to protect the table, and compromised with a grimace. "No, no, no! Immortal Lord, calm down! I said, I said it's not okay. Yesterday, a young man with a sword did come. He was very generous and directly booked the sky-high room upstairs. It's been all day and night, and he hasn't come out yet."
Yun Zhan frowned slightly and said, "He is my junior brother. Please take me to find him."
The boss sighed helplessly, could only nod in agreement, turned around and led the way.
Yun Zhan took two steps, stopped again, and turned to look at Lin Qingyang, who was leaning back on the couch and pouring wine.
"Senior..." Yun Zhan looked complicated, hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Are you okay?"
Lin Qingyang chuckled lightly, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said in a casual tone, "I'm here to have fun, what can happen?"
Yun Zhan paused for a moment, looking like he was about to speak but hesitated. He didn't say anything more, turned around and followed the manager out.
The door was closed again, blocking out the faint sound of silk and bamboo outside.
The spacious private room suddenly became quiet again. This lifeless silence was incompatible with the beautiful furnishings around it. On the contrary, it made people feel hollow in their hearts and gave rise to an indescribable irritability for no reason.
Lin Qingyang threw away the folding fan and drank a few more sips of strong wine. The wine burned down his throat and into his stomach, but he couldn't suppress the chilling emptiness in his heart. He squinted his eyes and looked at the fragrant room. I felt that this legendary brothel was not interesting at all. The food and wine were just that, and the incense was so sweet that it gave me a headache. Just now I was very excited to see the so-called top star, but now I suddenly lost interest.
After a few more glasses of wine, Lin Qingyang finally felt a little dizzy. He threw the wine glass on the table, threw the fox fur on the ground, and sunk into the soft pillow. He thought that Fairy Shuangwei was too pretentious to come here after so long.
At this moment, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door was pushed open, and then it was slammed shut with a backhand. Along with it, a cold and strong wind that did not belong to this romantic place instantly dispersed the powdery smell in the room.
"Finally here..." Lin Qingyang thought someone had arrived, and was about to sit up with a slightly shaky body.
But suddenly, he almost fell back again, and a hot burning sensation suddenly appeared on his back. It was the Demon Mark on his back that was awakening and spreading crazily.
Then the light in front of him was completely blocked by a tall shadow. Lin Qingyang raised his head in confusion, and met a pair of furious Amber eyes. Cang Mo was standing in front of him at some point, with anger surging all over his body, and his face was as cold as frost, staring at him.
Lin Qingyang was stunned for a moment. Before his drunken mind could react, his body instinctively rolled and crawled to the side of the couch, but the next moment, his ankle was grabbed by the other party, and then he was roughly pulled over.
Lin Qingyang Before he had time to exclaim, he was pinched by the neck and pressed on the couch, a tall body pressed up against him, and a pair of wolf eyes glared at him viciously.
"Why are you running? Aren't you happy to see me?" Cang Mo gritted his teeth and asked fiercely.
Lin Qingyang finally woke up after drinking. When he met the cannibalistic gaze of the person above him, he smiled lazily and said somewhat provocatively, "Why, instead of Demon Emperor City being your Demon King, did you come to Wuyoufang to pick up guests?"
"Lin Qingyang!" Cang Mo had veins pulsing in his forehead, his face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water, he gritted his teeth and said, "You dumped me just to come to a place like this for fun?"
Lin Qingyang didn't care about his anger at all. Instead, he raised his chin slightly and raised a provocative smile, "What else? I finally became single again and regained my freedom. Of course I have to celebrate."
Cang Mo glared at him, his eyes sweeping over Lin Qingyang's eyes which were red due to drinking and his slightly open collar. When he thought that if he had come a step later, he would have been in trouble with someone else, Cang Mo wanted to bite him hard.
"You want to celebrate, right?" Cang Mo lowered his head and came closer to him, his voice was very low, and he spoke through gritted teeth with a dangerous tone, "Why don't I help you in person!"
Lin Qingyang's eyebrows jumped and she frowned at him. "What, you really went into the sea?"