God of Myriad Realms/C1 Teenage and Alcohol
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C1 Teenage and Alcohol

"Good wine, what a good wine …" Yun Feixue's drunken voice came from the yard.

The maple leaves in the courtyard, accompanied by the coolness of the autumn sun, fell to the ground. The sunset dyed half of the sky red as it hung upside down on the peak of a distant mountain.

The strong smell of alcohol filled every corner of the courtyard. Five empty wine jars beside the stone table under the maple tree stood out quite a bit.

However, even though he was almost unable to speak properly from the alcohol, Yun Feixue still felt that it was not very satisfying.

"Xiao Cui, what are you doing? Hurry up and get your young master some wine!" Yun Feixue shook the empty jug in his hand that was completely empty and shouted loudly.

Xiao Cui did not arrive, but there was a young lady wearing a beautiful dress who was slowly walking over. Seeing Yun Feixue's appearance, not only did she not feel the slightest bit of disdain, her eyes were actually filled with an indescribable excitement.

"Xiao Cui is not here, how about you let my little Ling'er serve you?" The young girl walked like a lotus, her voice charming and her eyes seductive. At first glance, she looked like a courtesan from a brothel luring guests to throw themselves into their arms.

In fact, this kind of attitude was something that very few men could handle. Her delicate face was like a cooked egg with its shell, and her spirited eyes could even hook a person's soul. Any normal man would find it hard to resist the allure of her charming red lips.

Yun Feixue's drunken appearance had already lit up. His eyes were glued to Little Ling'Er's plump chest. Each of those steps caused her to tremble, and he was itching to pounce on her crazily from where he stood.

It was unknown whether it was the wine or his saliva, but Yun Feixue's lips were covered with a sparkling liquid. Facing Little Ling'Er who was in front of him, he frantically hugged her.

"Little sister Ling'er, I haven't seen you for a few days. Do you miss me again?" Yun Feixue reeked of alcohol. His right hand pinched Little Ling'Er's waist with great force, causing this beauty to become bashful again.

And looking at Yun Feixue's appearance, he was just like a second generation ancestor who had nothing to do and was lustful of wine and lustful of sex.

"That's right, young master hasn't been to the brothel for a few days, little sister …" I missed you so much … " Ling'er was in Yun Feixue's embrace with a posture of being manipulated by him, and the sight of her was captivating.

"Hehe, then you've come at the right time. Quickly follow me into the house!" Yun Feixue's drunken appearance seemed to have sobered up a little because of Ling'er's arrival. He stood up and picked up Xiao Ling'Er with both hands, then quickly disappeared into the house behind him. As long as he wasn't a fool, he would know what they were going in for.

Yun Feixue and Little Ling'er did not seem to have noticed that at the instant they entered the courtyard, sighs of disdain could be heard coming from the darkness at the same time. Although they did not see where the person was, Yun Feixue was not the only person there.

The moment the door closed, Yun Feixue's drunken, hazy, and filthy eyes suddenly changed. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into a lion that had awoken, and his sharp, blade-like eyes were hidden deep within his eyes.

His pair of eyes were as clear as limpid water. It was just that there seemed to be a peerless beast lying in ambush at the bottom, waiting for it to awaken.

His handsome face and intangible temperament were like the contours of a sword, with both of his hands behind his back as he stood proudly in the world. Although he wasn't tall, his imposing aura made it hard for people to look at him directly.

Little Ling'er, who was in his embrace, had long ago descended from his body. The young girl who was about Yun Feixue's age suddenly knelt down on one knee and clasped her hands.

"Dark Shadow Six greets Young Noble!" Little Ling'Er's charming figure and awkward posture had long disappeared. At this moment, she was like a sword that could take someone's life at any time. However, the sword blade lowered its head towards Yun Feixue.

"What do you need to take the initiative to find me?" Yun Feixue's tone was ice-cold, his eyes did not even look like he was the least bit drunk.

"I have two things to report. First, the target of the twelve scouts has begun to move!" Little Ling'er had always kept her head down, and it seemed that she no longer dared to meet Yun Feixue's gaze.

"The target of the 12 surveillance cameras seems to be General Zhang. What happened to him?" Yun Feixue asked.

"Last night, General Zhang and the eastern barbarians started a transaction. They will meet in the bamboo forest outside the city in five days!" Little Ling'Er replied respectfully.

"It's been three years, are you guys finally going to be able to hold it in?" Yun Feixue's tone seemed to contain a deep bone-deep hatred, a type of pain that made one want to tear their bones apart. When it came to this point, his gaze also became colder and colder.

"And the second thing?" Yun Feixue asked straightforwardly.

"The second matter …" Little Ling'er's expression suddenly changed and became a little strange. She paused for a moment before continuing, "It was a message that came along the way from the imperial palace. The emperor … "The emperor, he …"

"What happened to the Emperor?" Yun Feixue's brows furrowed slightly. Little Ling'Er's appearance wasn't that common, could it be that the matter was exceptionally serious?

"It's like this, the emperor himself is matchmaking and wants to betroth Grand Preceptor Wen's youngest granddaughter to you. I reckon these two Grand Preceptor's and her little granddaughter Wen Qingqing will come to the estate together, meaning for you to get familiar with each other in advance!" Little Ling'Er said with a complicated look in her eyes.

"What?" Yun Feixue was immediately stunned.

In Hidden Dragon City, he was undoubtedly the second generation's descendant, a lustful and lustful foppish young master. This reputation had already spread throughout the city from five to six years ago.

Yun Feixue didn't understand what the emperor was playing at. He had seen Grand Preceptor Wen's granddaughter once before, whether it was her talent or beauty, she was a first class existence. Why did the emperor have to be such a different medium?

"Alright, Young Master …" This subordinate's message has been sent. This subordinate's … "Then, I'll take my leave first …" After Xiao Ling'Er finished speaking, she was about to leave the room, but Yun Feixue stopped her.

"How long have we been here? Aren't you afraid of arousing suspicion by going out?" Yun Feixue said coldly.

"Right... I'm sorry young master, please punish me … " Little Ling'Er lowered her head, and a blush unconsciously appeared on her face. Of course, she understood what Yun Feixue meant. It was precisely because she understood that she felt even more embarrassed.

Yun Feixue did not say much. At this moment, his mind was in a mess. However, this disarray only lasted for a few minutes. What he cared about the most was the first piece of news that Little Ling'Er had brought, the deal between Zhang Yuanba and the eastern barbarians.

The Yun Family was part of the Hidden Dragon Kingdom, and Yun Feixue's father, Yun Fei, had been bestowed with an area of land with numerous meritorious military exploits, becoming a marquis of the region.

Three years ago, Yun Feixue's father, Yun Fei, and his elder brother, Yun Feishan, had been secretly ordered to escort an item to the Sword Crafting Villa.

Even though the mission had been secretly conducted, the news had still been leaked. The ten powerhouses had been intercepted and killed along the way, and the escorts had also been snatched away until today.

However, what Yun Feixue could not accept was that out of the ten experts that he had escorted, eight had survived. Only his father and brother had survived.

For the past three years, Yun Feixue had constantly investigated this matter in secret, and he had finally determined two out of the eight people. Among them, there was this General Zhang, and the remaining six people did not have any clues, but that was enough.

"Young master, this news... "Should we report to the emperor? After all, General Yun …"

Little Ling'er was interrupted by Yun Feixue before she could finish her sentence, "No, you think the Emperor can get away with it? My father's achievements shook the hearts of the people, and he posed a great threat to the royal authority. I cannot rule out the fact that there was no Emperor involved, and my father's good friend has repeatedly asked him who the other eight escorts were, and the Emperor used all sorts of excuses to avoid making him cover up, so before we completely confirm it, I cannot let anyone know. Remember, who was it! "

Although Yun Feixue looked confused, he was actually smart. This was perhaps the most correct move Yun Fei had taken that year, because his two sons were both talented and intelligent.

Ever since his father and brother had left, Yun Feixue had noticed that there were quite a few people secretly watching him from different directions every three days, staring at the only bloodline in the Yun Family. It was as if the slightest movement on his part would cause them to be annihilated.

"Then... In that case, these people who were secretly monitoring you, could possibly... "And the emperor sent them down …" Little Ling'er stared at Yun Feixue in disbelief.

"Right now, everything is just a guess. Without any proof, it's just a wild guess, but Zhang Yuanba's place is a breakthrough. Five days later, I will personally go to their trading spot. This time, we can't miss a chance!" Yun Feixue's gaze was ice-cold. In these three years, eight people did not make any unusual movements, and now that the news had passed, they thought that the world had long forgotten about this matter.

No one knew that some people had never forgotten about this matter. There was a person who had never given up on investigating what had happened to Yun Fei and his son three years ago.

"Father, Big Brother, as long as I live, you will not die in vain!" Yun Feixue's gaze was firm as iron. He stood with his hands behind his back like a pine tree, and even though he was young, he had no choice, and would not make any choice.

The sky had already darkened, and Little Ling'er had long since left. Yun Feixue sat cross-legged on the bed, pain hidden in the depths of his eyes. After a long while, a murderous intent shot out from his eyes like an arrow.

This overbearing aura did not look weak at all, as it constantly formed a perfect inner Qi circulation between his nose, mouth, and mouth. Yun Feixue's talent might not be able to find an opponent in the younger generation of Hidden Dragon City, but because he did not want to expose himself in advance, he had been suppressing his own cultivation speed the entire time.

"Aren't you tired after watching for so long? Come out!" Suddenly, Yun Feixue, who was in the midst of training, opened his eyes. He calmly looked at the dark room as if he already knew that there was someone there.

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