Yu Lingxi's only impression of the fairy capital of the Desire Realm was the fire in the 14th year of Tianzhao, where the immortals of the Desire Realm were burned into purgatory on earth.
At that time, Yu Lingxi lived in a secluded courtyard of the Zhao Mansion. Half a city away, she could still clearly see the fire glowing red in half of the night sky.
No one knows how the fire started, only that from now on, there will be no more immortal capitals in the world of desire.
Yu Lingxi's heart was shaken.
The day when her father and brother were ordered to go to war is getting closer, and the black market in the fairy capital of the Desire Realm is her only hope now.
I don't feel at ease leaving this matter to others. Yu Lingxi looked at Tang Buli, who was eating pears, blinked, and said, "A Li, can you do me a favor?"
Half an hour later, without telling her family, Yu Lingxi took two sharp-mouthed guards and got into the carriage that Duke Tang's mansion came to pick her up.
The carriage staggered and drove towards the fairy capital of the Desire Realm.
"By the way, I have to put this on."
Tang Buli took out two veils from nowhere, one red and one plain.
She gave the plain one to Yu Lingxi and explained: "The rules of the fairy capital of the Desire Realm are that most of the people who go there for entertainment are prominent and prestigious people, and they are most afraid of being caught by others. Therefore, in case of accidents, those who go there wear veils or masks to hide their identities."
Yu Lingxi nodded to show that she understood and put on a veil according to her appearance, leaving only a pair of charming and lively almond eyes exposed outside the veil, blinking.
Tang Buli looked at Yu Lingxi's reaction and suddenly said, "Lingxi, since you were ill, why do I feel that you have changed a lot?"
Yu Lingxi leaned against the car window, put her chin on her hand, and asked, "What changed?"
Tang Buli shook his head, lifted the veil, and gnawed at the pear. "I can't say, but I think you are much more courageous. In the past, let alone coming to this kind of place on your initiative, even hearing the name of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm would scare you."
"Really?" Yu Lingxi was slightly dazed.
I stayed by Ning Yin's side for two years in my previous life, and I have seen even more terrifying scenes, not to mention a small, imminently destroyed Desire World Immortal Capital.
Fortunately, Tang Buli is not a person who asks for the bottom line, so he lifted the curtain of the car looked at it, and said, "Here we are."
Just entering the gate of the Immortal Capital of the Desire Realm, it seems that it is not much different from the ordinary market, with emerald green curtains and glazed gauze lanterns everywhere.
However, he followed Tang Buli and walked inside, into the dark underground hall, and saw a tall relief gate tower standing in front of him.
The embossed gatehouse engraved with ferocious animal patterns slowly opened, as if another crazy world had opened up, and the excitement of mountains and tsunamis rushed towards us.
This underground city is dark, and the lights are on day and night. People who come and go for entertainment are hidden under various masks, gambling and killing, drunk with money, drinking blood, and eating flesh.
In the wooden cages of Hualou, there are many beautiful and numb girls, beckoning to the street with disinterestedness.
Yu Lingxi even saw people from the casino beating up a gambler who was in debt, screaming and screaming, but the people watching the theater frantically shouted "Beat him to death".
Yu Lingxi frowned and said, "It's not a pity to burn such a place."
Tang Buli looked puzzled. "Burn what?"
Yu Lingxi coughed lightly. "It's nothing."
After passing through the restless crowd, the lights dimmed on the next floor.
The so-called black market is just a deserted shop, full of an old and decaying atmosphere.
Tang Buli took Yu Lingxi into a pharmacy, followed by two guards.
The shopkeeper was a handsome and frail young man, but when he looked up from behind the counter, the oil lamp illuminated the scar on the other half of his face, which was terrifying like a ghost.
"What do you want?" He kept thinking, half dead.
Yu Lingxi asked calmly, as if she hadn't seen half of his ferocious face, "Excuse me, is there Jiuyouxiang?"
The dry hand of the abacus paused.
The shopkeeper raised his eyelids, glanced at Yu Lingxi, and said, "This is a banned drug; three hundred taels; no bargaining."
"How many?!"
Tang Buli was stunned: "Why is broken medicine so expensive?"
Yu Lingxi breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said, "Deal!"
As long as it can help her father and brother escape the Northern Expedition, she is willing to pay more.
Yu Lingxi brought out all the money she had saved when she was a teenager, took off the hairpin and bracelet, and asked Tang Buli to borrow twenty taels, so she could barely get together the money for Jiu Youxiang's medicine.
She took out the prescription folded and hidden in her sleeve, compared it, and confirmed that it was all in place.
Then he wrapped the hard-won Jiuyouxiang together with the prescription and said with a smile, "A Li, I will send someone to your house tomorrow if I borrow your money."
Tang Buli waved his hand boldly: "Hey, the friendship between you and me; what's the point of being polite?"
It's such a good feeling to have someone to lean on.
Yu Lingxi's heart warmed up: "Go back."
She was full of Jiuyouxiang in her arms, and when she turned to go out, she didn't notice a black shadow staggering in.
"Well!"
The shoulder was so painful, Yu Lingxi immediately let out a soft cry, and the prescription and Jiuyouxiang dropped to the ground.
Tang Buli quickly supported Yu Lingxi and glared at the young man who barged in: "Don't you keep your eyes on the road?"
Yu Lingxi's first reaction was to squat down to pick up the herbs, then raise her head and say, "It's okay."
As if her voice were being choked, Yu Lingxi opened her eyes wide.
For a moment, my heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and I couldn't breathe.
Standing in front of him was a young man in a black military uniform, the material of which could not be seen from the fabric, and the upper half of his face was covered with a blue-black mask, revealing only the tip of his nose and thin, pale lips.
He clutched the bumped chest, and when he glanced, the eyes under the hole in the mask were slightly raised, revealing indifference and coldness.
With just such a half face, Yu Lingxi recognized it at a glance.
So... so similar!
She can recognize such thin lips and jawlines even in ashes!
The young man was chilled all over; his eyes, like black ice, swept over Yu Lingxi, and his gaze was fixed on the prescription lying on his back on the ground.
A dark color flashed in his eyes.
Yu Lingxi hurriedly picked up the prescription and Jiuyouxiang and hid them behind her back.
The grievances and grievances that had been so hard to forget in the previous life broke the embankment, Yu Lingxi's knees subconsciously weakened, and the word "Prince" almost blurted out.
His body trembled instinctively, but his eyes couldn't suppress the sullenness.
Be calm, Yu Lingxi.
Even if this person is Ning Yin, he doesn't know himself, so there's nothing to be afraid of!
Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of.
Thinking of this, Yu Lingxi gained more confidence and resisted the chill all over her body, confronting the eyes of the boy in black.
"coming?"
The shopkeeper seemed to know the boy in black and broke the silence with a chuckle: "It's hard to be able to walk around so quickly."
The black-clothed boy withdrew his cold temptation and went to the counter to get the medicine. What he paid was not money, but he threw an iron pendant on the counter, turned, and left.
His pace was fast, and when he passed by, Yu Lingxi could feel a cold gaze passing over her body, making her whole body feel cold.
Yu Lingxi clearly remembered that in his previous life, he had a disease in his left leg, could not leave his walking stick, and walked very slowly.
Is he... Ning Yin?
Yu Lingxi hesitated, but the oppressive feeling that went deep into her bones told her that there was nothing wrong.
Just thinking about it, the face of the guard beside him changed: "Miss, you are bleeding."
Yu Lingxi followed his gaze and lowered her head. Her cuffs were indeed stained with blood.
Tang Buli was also startled and hurriedly pulled her over and said, "Are you all right, Lingxi? Where is the injury?"
Yu Lingxi checked her arm and found that it was not injured, so she calmed down and said, "It's okay, it's not my blood."
It could only be that Cai Ning Yin accidentally got it when he bumped into it just now.
Anyway, it was the same in his previous life. His body was always covered with the blood of all kinds of unlucky ghosts. In the end, she had to endure the disgust of washing his hands and wiping them one by one while Ning Yin looked down from above, admiring her frowning with a smile. Look helpless.
I got the medicine, but Yu Lingxi's heart was still a mess, full of uneasiness.
She couldn't help thinking: Could it be that during the years when Ning Yin disappeared, he just stayed in the fairy capital of the Desire Realm for fun?
No wonder no one in his previous life could trace his whereabouts in exile.
My heart is filled with doubts.
Yu Lingxi gritted her teeth and stuffed the medicinal material into Tang Buli's arms: "A Li, please keep it for me first."
After finishing speaking, she turned her head and quickly chased in the direction where Ning Yin left.
The guard was worried, and he hastily cupped his fists at Tang Buli and followed him.
Tang Buli was left holding the medicinal materials and stood there blankly, muttering, "Are you going to settle the score with that person?"
In just a short while, the thin and familiar figure did not go far.
The lights are bright orange and yellow, orchids are dancing in the street, people wearing masks of various colors are shining brightly, and only his black robe is thicker than night.
Yu Lingxi walked against the restless crowd, and it was very difficult to follow.
Turning the corner of the street, Ning Yin disappeared in front of a magnificent seven-story building.
Yu Lingxi looked up and saw a glittering golden plaque on the door of the building, with the words "Colosseum" written on it.
She wanted to enter the door but was stopped by the guards.
Qing Xiao is a loyal and honest character, clasping his fists together as an excuse: "Miss, you can't go to this kind of place."
Yu Lingxi asked, "Why?"
Guard Qing Xiao glanced at the dignitaries who entered and exited here and said in a low voice, "The fighting in the Colosseum is not beasts, but people. The dignitaries of each family raise slaves and let them go on stage to kill each other, to bet for fun."
That's all Qing Xiao said.
Yu Lingxi thought of Ning Yin's crazy appearance full of evil spirits in his previous life; presumably he liked pastimes, and this might be his hiding place.
Yu Lingxi looked around at the indulgence and absurdity of this gold-selling cave and realized in her heart: Sure enough, he has been greedy for pleasure since he was a child, and he is not a good person!
Recalling the desolation after the death of her previous life, thousands of thoughts came to her heart...
After several impulses, reason still prevailed.
Ning Yin is not an easy person to deal with; even if he is angry, he still has to think long-term.
Yu Lingxi stood for a while, and seeing that Ning Yin hadn't gone out again, she turned around and wanted to leave.
But at this moment, the gate of the Colosseum opened, and then a familiar black figure was roughly pushed out, and the iron chains of the shackles clanged.
"Tell you to run around!"
The perpetrator's face was full of flesh, and he shouted in a rough voice, "Your honored guest has been waiting for you for two cups of tea, why don't you kowtow to admit your mistake?"
Seeing that figure, Yu Lingxi forgot to leave for a moment and just stood in the crowd in a daze, witnessing the absurdity of this world.
The young man in black was shackled and kicked in the hollow of his knee and immediately fell to the ground, spilling the freshly bought herbs in his arms all over the floor.
He was a little embarrassed, but his back was still straight, and his pale lips were drawn into a line. He braced his knees and tried to stand up tremblingly, but failed.
Two vicious men dressed as nurses stepped forward, held his shoulders, and pressed hard, and the boy knelt again.
"Forget it; let him off this time; he will be required to fight in a duel later."
A fat man in brocade robes got out of the carriage, wearing a ridiculous mask of Nuo opera, and stood in front of the carriage with a Wenwan walnut in his hand. "If you're disabled, what's the point of fighting?"
Hearing this, the two nursing homes let go of the boy.
"Fortunately, the guests are willing to spend a lot of money to buy you to play."
One of them kicked the young man and said viciously, "Little bastard, don't welcome the nobleman to drive!"
The boy lowered his head, and under the mask was a deep darkness. He knelt and moved to the side of the carriage in a humiliating posture, and then, bit by bit, he lowered his thin back.
"Look at him, what a fine dog!"
The men and women in brightly dressed surroundings watched and laughed, as if the boy who was pushed to the ground was some kind of filth, with contempt and disgust in his eyes.
The man in the carriage seemed to be very satisfied with his performance, showing off his fat belly, stepping on his spotless boots on the boy's back, and using him as a human stool to get out of the carriage!
The man had a fat stomach and a full brain, and his weight was unusually heavy.
The young man let out a muffled snort; his entire upper body sank from the stomp, and his hands were bulging with veins, trembling.
The blue-black half-section mask was knocked off, and Gu Lu rolled aside, revealing the young man's pale and handsome face with injuries.
Sweat dripped from his chin, and the broken hair scattered on his forehead, covering his gloomy eyes.
At that moment, the last bit of luck in Yu Lingxi's heart disappeared.
There seemed to be a heavy hammer falling in the ear, and there was a roar.
Across the shadows, she couldn't help taking a step back, feeling that some cognition was falling apart, turning the world upside down.
That was indeed Ning Yin when he was young.
That mighty king regent, that lunatic who is always noble in purple robes and slaughters with a smile on his face, the man who changed the face of the whole world three years later...
At this time, he was being trampled under his feet, kneeling and kowtowing to an unknown dignitary.