I Am Supreme Chapter 42: The fire in my heart starts early!

　　 Qingyunfang!

　　 has always been famous in Tiantang City!

　　 This is a gold-selling cave; it is also a paradise for men.

　　恩, is a brothel.

　　 However, what is different from other brothels is that the women here are all engaged in art but not self-selling, and every one of them is a virginity.

　　 Once a woman has an affair with a guest, there are only two ways to go: first, be ransomed by your guest and take home; second, expelled from Qingyunfang.

　　 Qingyunfang's current helm, Yun Zuiyue, is a strange woman. Legend has it that just eight years ago, Ling Xiaozui, the world’s number one master, passed by here, and had a good chat with Yun Zuiyue; even, he promised "Ling Xiao was drunk and talked for a long time under the moon; who dares to offend, When I make a sword!" Such a promise.

　　Who would dare to offend Yun Zuiyue, then, take a sword of Lingxiao Zuiyue!

　　 In this world, how many people can afford Ling Xiao’s drunken sword? I am afraid that even the emperor dare not.

　　 And, as everyone knows, Yun Zuiyue still has extremely terrifying power behind her.

　　 Every time there is something in Qingyunfang, the power displayed will scare anyone!

　　 Someone once said that Qingyunfang is the safest place in Tiantang City.

　　 No one, dare to cause trouble here!

　　……

　　 At this moment, Yun Zuiyue was dressed in red, and with a sweet smile, he sent out more than a dozen military guards.

　　"The army master walks slowly and does not send it off. We have nothing to commit here. Don't come next time. We can't afford the anger of the army here..."

　　 A few dark guards looked helpless.

　　 Is there any way?

　　Who would dare to force a search on Qingyunfang? Unless the old marshal comes in person, or can do it. Others...I'm afraid they will count one by one, and they will all be invited out as softly as they are.

　　 However, this time the assassin failed to capture, the old marshal was already furious. Now that I have searched all over the Tiantang City, I still can’t find it. Going back, I really don’t know what kind of violent storm is about to meet again...

　　 Yun Zuiyue is dressed in a picturesque red dress, languidly leaning on the doorpost of Qingyunfang, but it is naturally full of intoxicating amorous feelings.

　　's stunning face, it seems that it always carries a soft smile, and every moment of his eyes, there are thousands of styles.

　　 The eyes of the pedestrians passing by the road can't help but straighten up.

　　Yun Zuiyue’s eyes were filled with unspeakable grievances, she sighed softly, the enemy...has been here for more than a year...

　　 Where did he go?

　　 Is it really... forgot?

　　……

　　 Across the street corner, Yun Yang is dressed in purple, standing with his hands behind him. He had been standing here for a long time, and saw two teams of secret guards one after another, sent out lightly by Yun Zuiyue.

　　 Yun Yang has complicated eyes.

　　 even some guilt.

　　He doesn't want to go there; he doesn't want to face Yun Zuiyue; but... the dark guards have all returned without success.

　　 Lao Mei stood beside him, not knowing what her son was doing here.

　　 Seeing Yun Zuiyue was about to turn back, Yun Yang sighed and strode over.

　　 Yunyang’s character is like this. Before deciding to do something, he thinks a lot; when he doesn’t want to face things, he also wants to shrink back.

　　 But once he decides to do it, there is no return! In addition to success, no other consideration will be given.

　　 Yun Zuoyue sighed lightly, and was about to turn around to go back, when suddenly he saw the purple-clothed boy across the street walking towards her.

　　 The appearance of this young man made Yun Zuiyue amazed at him, such a handsome young man.

　　 was thinking, Yun Yang was already standing in front of her, smiling and saying: "Drunk Moon Girl, right?"

　　 Yun Zuoyue smiled softly, and said: "The son is...? Look, it's a bit uncomfortable."

　　 Yunyang smiled and said: "Face life is inevitable, but I know your name is Yun Zuiyue, and now I also let Miss Yun know that my surname is Yun, we are a family."

　　 "So now, I'm not a stranger, right?" Yun Yang's smile was full of affinity.

　　 Yun Zuoyue lightly covered her mouth and smiled: "The son is really funny, yes, we are indeed not strangers now."

　　"Well, since I'm not a stranger anymore, can I invite Miss Zuiyue to have a meal?" Yun Yang said, "How about here in Qingyunfang?"

　　 Yunzuiyue's eyes waved and said: "My son, Qingyunfang's food is not cheap."

　　 Yunyang smiled faintly: "Even if it is more expensive, it will be worthwhile to ask Lady Zuiyue for a meal."

　　 "The son can really speak." Yun Zuiyue smiled and said: "However, the slave family doesn't believe it. The son came to Qingyunfang just to invite Zuoyue to eat this meal?"

　　 She looked at Yun Yang with her scrutiny gaze, with some meaning: "The son must be... in my Qingyunfang, there is also a girl who has a good friend?"

　　 Yun Yang said: "The girls in Qingyunfang are too expensive, and my son is really poor. So, this time, I really just invited Drunken Girl to dinner. By the way... I have a few questions, and I want to I want to discuss with Miss Zuiyue. I hope she will appreciate her face."

　　 Yun Zuoyue giggled and said: "Well, I know that the son must have a purpose, but the son is so handsome, so he looks at the face of the son... The slave family is just not busy now."

　　"Master, please."

　　 "Drunk Moon Girl, please."

　　 Yunyang calmly entered Qingyunfang with Yun Zuiyue.

　　 Lao Mei is behind, her shocked eyes are about to fall off.

　　 Our son... is still good at teasing beauties... This eloquence, this approach, this calm, this naturally...

　　 veteran!

　　 Lao Mei feels that she can't understand her son even more.

　　 In front of people who shouldn’t be teased, he’s so familiar with the road without hindrance; but in front of people who should be teased, he is completely incomprehensible with cold words and bad words...

　　 Lao Mei Leng haha ​​followed and walked in, one foot high and the other low spirits: What the **** is going on?

　　 Qingyunfang, the top floor.

　　 The top level is completely a pavilion. The walls on all sides are only half a foot high; then one by one pillars are connected to the ceiling, surrounded by layers of light gauze, and the light gauze is flying on all sides.

　　 Lao Mei did not follow up, only Yun Yang and Yun Zuiyue came up. When she ordered, Lao Mei's face understood: "Understand, understand."

　　 Yunyang looked at the wretched expression on Lao Mei's face, the "I know everything" wink and winks, wanting to kick her: You know what a fart!

　　 "Drunken Moon Girl really knows how to enjoy." Yun Yang looked around with his hands in hand: "At a height of tens of meters, overlooking the Tang City, it really is a different state of mind."

　　 But my heart is like floating clouds, these four-sided Wind Pavilion, how many times have I been here?

　　 Yun Zuiyue smiled: "Life is alive, hard work, everything is done to make yourself more comfortable? Young Master Yun, do you think so?"

　　 Yun Yang said: "The girl is right, but this is what most people think, and some people don’t care about it."

　　 Yun Zuiyue faintly said: "The majority of people have enough thoughts. Zuiyue doesn't want to be a minority."

　　 Yunyang whispered: "In fact, Miss Zuiyue is already a minority."

　　A faint light flashed in Yunzuiyue’s eyes, and said: "The son has passed the award." As he said, he slowly poured the already brewed tea into the tea cup, and said: "My son, please use tea, what's the matter? Let’s drink this pot of tea first, okay?"

　　 When she speaks, she never seems to be impatient or impatient. Every word sounds soft and beautiful, but it is definitely not deliberate.

　　 "The girl is right." Yun Yang held up the tea cup, focused his eyes on the amber-like tea inside, and said leisurely: "Three cups of wine in the red dust, one pot of tea in Qianqiu domineering industry; it is no matter what, in the quiet Come down and talk about it after drinking a pot of tea, you will have more abdominal problems and will be more calm."

　　 Yun Zui Yue Shi smiled and said: "Could it be that my son, will there be any uncomfortable things to talk to Zui Yue?"

　　 Yun Yang said: "Not bad."

　　 Yun Zuiyue's face changed slightly, and then she smiled and said: "My son, please tea."

　　"Girl, please tea."

　　 Yunyang slowly swallowed the cup of tea, only to feel a warm current, down the throat, the internal organs, seemed to be ironed up, and softly praised: "The tea ceremony of Drunken Moon girl, but more and more I am proficient."

　　 Yun Zuoyue glanced at Yun Yang lightly, and smiled softly: "My son, although I first met,...why do I have such a familiar feeling for my son? This thing is very strange. "

　　 There was a twitch in the depths of Yun Yang's eyes, and he smiled motionlessly: "That's my fate with Drunken Moon Girl."

　　 Yun Zuoyue covered her mouth and chuckled: "The son is really bad."

　　 lowered his head to make tea, but his eyes were already cold, he lowered his head, and said indifferently: "You can say that this time, the son is looking for Zuiyue, what an uncomfortable thing."

　　 Yunyang nodded, and said: "It’s a bit of a bad start, but it’s because... the girl is now mixed in with the fugitive... and this fugitive’s identity is very important. Once he escapes... it is bound to be endless... "

　　 Yun Zuiyue's face completely cold, she straightened up, and said lightly: "My son should understand that my Qingyunfang rules are the only ones."

　　 Yunyang smiled bitterly: "Because I understand, I feel uncomfortable."

　　 Yun Zuiyue said coldly: "My son, please, Zuiyue suddenly feels unwell, so I can't accompany my son anymore."

　　 said, he stood up directly~IndoMTL.com~ turned around and left without reluctance.

　　 Yun Yang sat still, watching Yun Zuiyue walk to the door, an extremely complex expression flashed in his eyes, and said softly: "Girl, there is fire in my heart."

　　 Yun Zuiyue’s feet about to step out suddenly stopped in the air, her Jiao body seemed to be completely stiff at this moment, and she trembled: "You...what did you say?"

　　 turned around like a whirlwind, his eyes burning, looking at Yunyang.

　　 Yunyang closed his eyes, swallowed the pain in his heart, and his voice returned to calm again, saying: "Girl, the fire is very good, the fire can make people feel warm and keep people away. Rumao drinks blood; and can burn all the filth of the world... However, if this fire stays in my heart, I am afraid... it will destroy myself."

　　 Yun Zuoyue's body trembled, her face pale, she suddenly rushed forward, grabbed Yun Yang's chest, her face pale, her eyes staring at Yun Yang's eyes. , Hysterically lowered his voice and asked: "You...who are you?"

　　 Yun Yang remained motionless, and whispered: "Water and fire are ruthless, and fire can destroy everything. And in this world, there is nothing that is really not afraid of fire; Wangtu Baye, Wanli Forest, Boundless Grassland... all It is possible to be completely destroyed by wildfires; and once the fire in your heart starts to ignite...it’s the real one that cannot be controlled."

　　"Although there are millions of heroes in the dust, the concubine will not be seen if you don't look back; the deep boudoir has no dreams, and the sky fires early in your heart." Yun Yang's low voice was filled with unspeakable pain.

　　 Yun Zuoyue's right hand grasped Yun Yang's skirt, and blue veins had burst. Her face was pale, but her eyes had turned red. She tried her best to calm herself, but she was trembling and could hardly stand up. Said: "Say, who are you!"

　　 "How did you know this poem I wrote!"