Chapter 810

Pointing to song Ningyu and Gong Zilin, his hands shook uncoordinated.

The old shopkeeper was also a man of backbone. He stiffened his back, stared at Song Ningyu and Gong Zilin, and roared in a slightly hoarse voice: "You two, don't think you can live in a good place with such a broken jade card. You are kind enough to give you a place to live. You are unkind and beat my waiter! Old man, I have opened a shop for so long and haven't seen you so shameless!"

Song Ningyu's face was slightly stiff. He coughed uneasily and said in a deep voice, "you mean you opened the Longmen Inn alone?"

Looking around, there are carved elegant seats and tea fragrance everywhere. It is indeed somewhat similar to the national style of Natang country. Coupled with a small Begonia opened on the side, song Ningyu believed it.

One of the old shopkeeper's goatee was trembling with anger. He rushed out of the door with his beard and eyes, raised his finger to the sign, and said in a rough voice: "this is Youmen inn! What dragon's Gate Inn? Dragon's Gate Inn is in the inner city, not here!"

Song Ningyu followed him out and looked up. He saw four big black characters written on the plaque, vaguely looking at the light.

The big dragon character is missing a painting

Song Ningyu's face was stiff, and he glanced at Gong Zilin, who was stuffy and smiling behind him. He was a little uncomfortable. He had been ugly for so many years and had been lost to grandma's house for the first time!

Gong Zilin took out a bag of gold coins from his arms and threw them all into the arms of the old shopkeeper. He took song Ningyu and hid into the crowd without saying a word. At this time, the moonlight had risen, the round moonlight folded on the road and sprinkled a thin cool color on Qingshi Long Street.

Two people just live on the street.

Song Ningyu was so angry that he raised his legs and kicked Gong Zilin. Gong Zilin sidled away and said with a dull smile, "madam, now we're really going to sleep on the street."

Song Ningyu gnashed his teeth and stared at him, angry: "you've already seen it clearly. It's Youmen Inn, not Longmen Inn, isn't it!"

"The lady is so clever!" Gong Zilin nodded heavily and smiled out of sight.

Song Ningyu suddenly turned blue and strode away in the other direction of the fork road. He said viciously, "don't follow me!"

The two emperors didn't have a place to live. Even if they found it, they were blown out. Naturally, Gong Zilin wouldn't let song Ningyu go alone. He touched his nose and silently followed up.

Song Ningyu suddenly turned around and the two hit each other!

She grabbed Gong Zilin's luxurious collar woven with Begonia flowers and scolded, "where did you get your gold coins?" how could Gong Zilin be rich when he just came to such a place like her?

Gong Zilin smiled and wrapped song Ningyu's white wrist and said happily: "naturally... It's smooth. How can I bear to let my wife suffer for my husband!"

A girl with elegant clothes passed by Gong Zilin and looked at them curiously. In the lantern street, people rarely saw such a slender and delicate woman or such a monster cold man, so she couldn't help but look more.

After the woman left, Gong Zilin raised his hand and shook it proudly towards song Ningyu. Song Ningyu suddenly turned black and left. He no longer paid attention to the complacent Gong Zilin behind him!

Gong Zilin glanced suspiciously. What he held in his hand was supposed to be a silver bag. When the good thing turned into a pink belly pocket embroidered with lotus flowers, Gong Zilin threw the clothes in the strange eyes of everyone and chased song Ningyu in the direction of song Ningyu. Song Ningyu walked very fast.

Although there were not many people coming and going, there were also many. She found that most girls carried a lotus lamp in their hands. About what festival is today. Now, with the evening, there are more and more people coming and going, and there are countless talented and beautiful people.

Song Ningyu hurried by. His cold eyes swept away, and the words he wanted to chat up immediately swallowed into his stomach.

Among the tall buildings and elegant pavilions, a well-dressed childe glanced at the groups of slaves standing behind him and hooked the lips. This woman is interesting.

Song Ningyu's lightness skill is not bad, but it's not good to scare the snake at this time.

Today's listening to the wind building seems to have no reputation here. It's just that it has laid a good foundation. Bai Sui and Long Fei are afraid of changes. It's better not to use it.

Through the long crowd, there was a bridge on the river. The bridge was covered with red ribbons. Through the thin, cool and transparent moonlight and lamps, song Ningyu could vaguely see a few words. Song Ningyu glanced at them, mostly praying to grow old together with their lover.

She looked a little suddenly. At that time, it was clear that the two people could not be together, but they wanted to be together. How amazing was the momentum at that time? It was to hold each other tightly at all costs.

But now, where is the man who once hung the red silk all over the Sansheng stone bridge?

Song Ningyu looked back at the people who couldn't see the end. His eyes were slightly restrained. It began to rain in the hazy moonlight. Now the new year has passed, and it was drizzling for a long time in spring.

The moonlight was caged in the dark clouds, the cool wind patted on her face, and an umbrella gently covered her head. Song Ningyu raised her head in some surprise, but he saw that the man's angular face was a little stiff. His voice was low and full of maturity. Looking carefully, he was about twenty-five or six years old.

His eyebrows were thick and black. He stared at her straight in a pair of dark eyes. The slightly thick corners of his lips evoked a warm pulse. In his big hand with clear bones, he held an oil paper umbrella with purple bamboo 48 bones. In the drizzle, his hair was combed up, and the whole person felt a strong sense of security.

Song Ningyu subconsciously felt that this person might be a friend.

"I don't know if the girl is married?" he said. Song Ningyu raised her eyebrows and withdrew from his umbrella.

"It's none of your business whether you are married or not. I have something else to do and leave." song Ningyu turned around and stepped on the bridge. The man behind didn't follow up, but his eyes looked at her back with a smile.

That kind of eye light is more like looking at a prey. She can't help guessing. Is her journey exposed? It's impossible to think about it. She has always been vigilant. She didn't bring a penny when she heard the wind coming out of the building.

When she reached the end of the bridge, there were still people coming and going around, but Gong Zilin didn't know where to go. It was so late that she always had to find a place to rest for a night to continue on her way. Now she can't steal it? There are countless treasures in Huangdao. They also use gold coins. This northern region also uses gold coins. Therefore, the northern region is similar to Huangdao and has been silent for nearly a thousand years.