Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

From this young man's mouth, he almost heard the information Zhang Yifeng wanted to obtain.

Throwing out two pills, Zhang Yifeng put away all the spiritual tea and chairs and walked to the young man's side.

"Don't rely on the strength of your own sect to bully others. Some people are not as easy to talk to as me."

"Personally, I admire a guy like you who is aware of current affairs. Taking the elixir can quickly restore your injuries."

The young man stared blankly at the two pills still in his hand, and watched Zhang Yifeng and the others walking out of the alley.

In the past, they relied on the reputation of Blood Puppet Pavilion to dominate, but they didn't expect that they would be taught a lesson by an outsider today.

Not only did this tall young man not have any resentment against Zhang Yifeng in his heart, on the contrary, he felt that what Zhang Yifeng said made some sense.

Zhang Yifeng asked a lot of useful information from the young man just now, one of which was that tonight, the Blood Puppet Pavilion was preparing to attack a branch of the Huaying Tower in the Dragon City.

Originally, the battle was over, and the Blood Puppet Pavilion should have suspended its activities for a period of time.

But someone in the Blood Puppet Pavilion was unconvinced and planned such a surprise attack just to kill a few more disciples from the Flower Shadow Pavilion.

After Zhang Yifeng left, he went directly to a branch of Huaying Pavilion in Dragon City, which was also where the Blood Puppet Pavilion was preparing to raid tonight.

The branch of Huaying Tower is located on one of the busiest streets in Dragon City, with all kinds of people coming and going.

Zhang Yifeng also saw several monsters passing by on the street, but the monks around him were not surprised by this.

Arriving at the Huayinglou branch, Zhang Yifeng was slightly startled. The store was filled with pink atmosphere, and it was obviously not a regular store.

Zhang Yifeng raised his head and took a look. This was clearly a flower building. There were many monks in it, accompanied by female cultivators with smiling faces.

Holding the spirit wine in their hands, they all looked heroic and ambitious, just ready to compose a few masterpieces on the spot.

Zhang Yifeng looked at Zhishen beside him speechlessly, and looked over with questioning eyes. Seeing this, Zhishen naturally understood that Zhang Yifeng was asking whether he was taboo about such things.

Zhishen just nodded lightly to this. As the saying goes, after wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Buddha will remain in his heart.

What's more, Zhishen will not take the initiative to break the precepts. He will just enter a flower house, so there will be no problem.

Seeing Zhishen nodding, Zhang Yifeng also relaxed in his heart, fearing that Zhishen would go into a flower house and break his precepts, which would be more than worth the gain.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yifeng and the others entered the flower building.

The Huaying Tower under the jurisdiction of Huaying Tower has a really hot traffic. It’s no wonder that Huaying Tower chose this place as its branch.

Huaying Tower is in the killer industry. What this industry lacks most is not killers, but intelligence.

This kind of pink land has always been the most suitable place for detecting intelligence. Those guests who come over have a little drink, and they can't get any information.

What's more, the flower house here looks formal, just drinking and eating with the guests and showing off their talents.

As soon as Zhang Yifeng and the others walked in, an old bustard greeted them with a smile.

"Are the three guests going to be together or separately?"

Looking at the old bustard, Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly and said: "The three of us can be together. We also ask the old bustard to find us a girl who can play the piano and serve some wine and food. If there is more, If necessary, we will call you."

The old bustard smiled and nodded when he heard this, and then took Zhang Yifeng and the others to the room on the second floor, asking Zhang Yifeng and the others to wait for a while.

After a while, the old bustard led a graceful woman with a gauze face into the house.

The gauzy-faced woman put down the long piano in her hand, and after a little adjustment, a cold voice sounded.

"I wonder what kind of music you three gentlemen like to listen to?"

The woman's voice was extremely cold. Zhang Yifeng touched his chin when he heard this.

"You can play whatever you want. No matter what kind of music the girl plays, I like to listen to it."

Zhang Yifeng smiled slightly as he spoke and raised his hand to indicate to the woman that she could start.

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, the woman with gauze face didn't ask any more questions, but just nodded lightly.

She has received many guests like Zhang Yifeng, and most of them just want to play a cold persona.

After plucking the strings twice, she started playing, and sweet sounds came out from her fingertips.

Listening to the sound of the piano played by the girl in front of him, Zhang Yifeng nodded. Such skill was truly extraordinary. It seemed that the girl had really worked hard on her piano skills.

With nothing to do, Zhang Yifeng drank spiritual wine with Yuan Ling beside him, listening to the sound of the piano.

Since there was a table of dishes, except for a few vegetarian dishes that were suitable for Zhishen's appetite, Zhishen didn't eat any of the other dishes. Zhang Yifeng ate up a small portion, and gave most of the rest to Yuan Ling.

When it comes to eating, none of the people present are one-tenth as capable as Yuan Ling.

Even after eating more than half of the food on the table, Yuan Ling still touched his belly, showing that he didn't have enough to eat.

Zhang Yifeng just shook his head helplessly and reminded him that they didn't come here to eat.

Time passed slowly, and soon most of the guests in the flower building left, and it was late at night.

Zhang Yifeng was still very considerate of others and even let the gauzy-faced girl rest several times.

It's just that Zhang Yifeng and his party spent too long in the flower house having sex for nothing. Logically speaking, most people would leave after eating the food and wine.

The three of them, Zhang Yifeng, were so nice that they sat there all the time after eating. Even if someone came over to put away the plate, they remained as stable as a mountain.

During this period, the old bustard also came over many times to hint that Zhang Yifeng and the others should leave. However, except for Yuan Ling, the three Zhang Yifengs were all good talkers, and they told the old bustard back in a few words.

Suddenly, there was a faint murderous intention outside the flower building. Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen instantly opened their eyes, which were closed to listen to the music.

Yuan Ling, who was beside him, was quite nervous. He was still laughing and looking at the gauze woman who was sitting low in front of him and playing music.

Suddenly, the gauze woman's hand movements stopped, and she stood up as if she was sensing something.

"You three gentlemen, please stay away for the time being. It's not because the little girl doesn't want to continue performing, but because there are already people outside..."

Before the tulle woman could finish her words, a blood shadow had broken the guardrail and rushed into the room, aiming directly at the tulle woman.

At the same time, several figures flew into the room where Zhang Yifeng and the others were from outside the guardrail, and spoke to the gauze woman with arrogance.

"Hahaha, the tenth-ranked young girl in the Flower Shadow Pavilion? I really didn't expect that this trip would be so fruitful. Brothers, come to me quickly. After killing this bitch, the rewards in the pavilion will be indispensable!"