Space-time plane crossing

Chapter 995 Purple Lanxuan

I saw Yang Cong holding a wooden stick in his hand, and then saw Qi waving the wooden stick in his hand.

The wooden stick in Yang Cong's hands seemed to be like a magic weapon, instantly confusing the entire lake that was originally as calm as a mirror.

"rise!"

Following Yang Cong's loud shout, black spots popped up on the already choppy water.

It wasn't until Han Fei saw it clearly that these black spots were really big fish.

Yang Cong stretched out his wooden stick, and there were already several or four fish on the originally bare wooden stick.

"Plop plop plop..."

Those flying fish fell into the lake one by one again.

Then Yang Cong turned around and walked to Han Fei with a wooden stick with four fish on it.

"No, this is the fish you want." Yang Cong handed the stick to Han Fei.

Before Han Fei could react, he took the stick from Yang Cong dumbly, and stared at the four fish on it in a daze.

"Brother Yang... you are really amazing." Han Fei couldn't help but say.

"Thank you." Yang Cong smiled.

"If there were people like you, I wouldn't need to bring food with me on my way." Han Fei said with a smile, "Brother Yang can help me get whatever I want."

"If you want to learn, I can teach you." Yang Cong said.

"No." Han Fei shook his head: "I have learned martial arts, but I learned very badly, so I still don't learn."

"Okay then." Yang Cong nodded. For a literati like Han Fei, when it comes to practicing martial arts, it's like asking a martial arts practitioner to study literature. They are extremely biased.

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"Brother Yang, the capital of Korea is in front of me." Han Fei introduced to Yang Cong on horseback: "I don't know if Brother Yang has been here before?"

"I haven't been here before." Yang Cong shook his head: "I've always stayed in one place before and rarely came out, so I've never been to a place like this."

Hearing this, the corners of Han Fei's mouth twitched slightly. In fact, in Han Fei's heart, he had already regarded Yang Cong as a master of secluded practice. Before Yang Cong appeared in front of him, something might have happened, but this could not conceal Yang Cong's It is the fact of a peerless master.

"Since Brother Yang has never been here, I will take Brother Yang to visit." Han Fei said.

"That's great." Yang Cong nodded.

Passing through the city gate, Yang Cong and Han Fei rode on the street.

But soon a group of people dressed as soldiers in front attracted Yang Cong's attention.

"Brother! Brother!"

A girl ran through the wall of soldiers and ran towards Han Fei and the others.

And when those soldiers saw the girl running so fast, they hurriedly followed.

"Honglian, you're being naughty again."

After getting off the horse, Han Fei smiled and looked at the girl he called Honglian.

"Brother, why did it take you so long to come back?" Hong Lian muttered and looked at Han Fei with dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, I'm back." Han Fei said, and Yang Cong came over at this time.

Yang Cong's appearance surprised Honglian. After all, it seemed that Yang Cong and Han Fei came back together.

"Brother Yang, let me introduce you. This is my sister, Honglian." Han Fei then turned his gaze to Honglian: "Honglian, this is my solid friend on the road, Yang Cong."

"Oh." Honglian seemed not interested in Yang Cong. She only had Han Fei in her eyes. She still said to Han Fei angrily: "You went to Songhai to study for so long, what kind of crappy study did you study?" Ah, I’ve been thinking about it for so long and there’s no one to play with me anymore.”

Han Fei glanced at Yang Cong and found that there was nothing unusual about Yang Cong, so he turned to Honglian and said, "I... Honglian, I'm back."

While Han Fei was talking to Honglian, Yang Cong turned to look at the window beside him.

On the other side of the window, a woman in purple clothes looked slightly at this side, and the feeling in Yang Cong's heart really came from this woman.

Yang Cong's first impression was this woman. . .It's tricky.

But the woman just took a look, and then slowly closed the window.

Here, Han Fei saw that Yang Cong had been staring in one direction in a daze, and was also curious about what to see, but there was nothing, so he lost interest: "Brother Yang, go to my house first."

"Okay." Yang Cong nodded.

Along with Han Fei, Yang Cong came to Han Fei's house.

As the Ninth Prince of South Korea, Han Fei must have his own family.

However, looking at the mansion, Yang Cong was a little speechless.

"This...Brother Yang, don't mind." Han Feiyi looked at Yang Cong awkwardly, and quickly explained: "I have been out for a long time, and there is no one to clean it for me. I just came back now."

"Let me help you." Yang Cong shook his head, expressing his helplessness, then he took a step forward and waved his hand.

Bubbles appeared in front of Han Fei one by one.

And with Yang Cong's control, those blisters burst one by one.

Immediately after Yang Cong waved his hand again, Han Fei suddenly felt a strong wind blowing over him, but before he could react, the wind had disappeared.

What was displayed in front of Han Fei was a clean and tidy mansion.

Looking at the dusty house just now, as if someone cleaned it carefully, Han Fei's heart was once again shocked.

"Brother Yang, you are too powerful. I didn't believe that there were gods or immortals in this world before." Han Fei said, "But now I believe it. Brother Yang, you are an immortal."

"It's too much." Yang Cong smiled and said, "I only know a little bit of technique. In front of the really powerful people, it's nothing more than an insignificance."

"Wow, brother Yang is even stronger than you." Han Fei looked at Yang Cong in surprise.

"Yes, yes." Yang Cong nodded.

"Okay then, Brother Yang." Han Fei smiled and said, "Let's go in and sit down first, and I'll take you to a good place later."

Originally, Yang Cong was curious as to where the good thing Han Fei was talking about was, but it was only when Han Fei brought it here that he realized that the so-called good thing was just a brothel.

But the name of this brothel caught Yang Cong's eyes.

Zilanxuan, if it weren't for the fact that Zilanxuan was indeed a brothel, Yang Cong might not have believed that a place with such a wonderful name would actually be a brothel.

In Yang Cong's memory, the name of this brothel is nothing more than Yihong Courtyard Heaven and Earth, but the Zilanxuan that Yang Cong sees now can be said to be very unique.

"Come on, brother Yang, this place is a good place. I used to like coming here very much." Han Fei said: "And the wine here is also a word, good!"

(End of this chapter)