From the rural love, many children and good fortune

Inside the side room, Li Tian and Duan Yu took a sip of the mellow "Zui Hua Yin".

The wine went down their throats, and the mellow taste spread on the tip of their tongues. Both of them looked slightly intoxicated.

Duan Yu put down his wine glass and said with emotion: "This wine is wonderful, and paired with Miss Lingyue's music, it is truly a great enjoyment in the world."

Li Tian nodded slightly, but his eyes still wandered thoughtfully over the women.

Linglong smiled and filled Li Tian's glass again, saying, "Sir, you have to savor this wine slowly. We still have a long time of fun here."

Cuiyun was also beside him, pouring wine for Duan Yu, and said with a sweet smile: "Sir, drink a few more cups and forget your troubles."

Li Tian looked at the wine in the glass and spoke slowly: "This brothel may seem prosperous and lively, but I wonder if these women are truly happy in their hearts?"

Duan Yu was stunned, and then fell into deep thought.

Ling Yue stopped playing, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and said: "My lord, you don't know that although we are here, we also have our own dreams and desires. It's just that fate plays tricks on us and we have no choice."

Linglong sighed softly and said, "Sister Lingyue is right. We are all like floating duckweed, drifting with the current, and it is difficult to find a place to return to."

Duan Yu listened to the women's words, stood up, put his hands behind his back, and raised his head slightly, as if thinking.

After a moment, he slowly said: "

The prosperity of the brothel seems like a distant dream,

The sound of the piano is melodious and flowing.

Women are all outstanding in talent,

But fate is always unpredictable. "

Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard this.

Afterwards, Ling Yue clapped her hands softly and said, "Sir, you are very talented. This poem fully expresses our helplessness."

Li Tian also nodded slightly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. He thought to himself that the poetry writing level of the Prince of Zhennan of Dali Kingdom was average.

Duan Yu sat down, picked up the wine glass and took a sip, feeling more pity for the fate of these women.

The atmosphere in the wing room was a little heavy because of Duan Yu's poem.

At this moment, Duan Yu suddenly thought of Li Tian and said with a smile: "Brother Li, I have heard that you are very talented. How about you write a poem today?"

Li Tian thought for a moment, and a poem from later times emerged in his mind.

So he cleared his throat and chanted slowly:

"The bells of the brothel rang in the evening,

The jade tent and red makeup shine on the silk.

The autumn wind blows down many leaves on the dance pavilion.

The crows cry dead on the singing stage under the moonlight.

Beauty is like a flower, but it is hard to wait for it.

The heart is broken as the traveler has not returned from the mountains and rivers.

The young man rode a horse with golden reins,

I lie drunk in a brothel, the moon is low. "

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Ling Yue's eyes revealed a look of surprise, and she whispered, "Mr. Li's poem is full of sincere emotions, and it expresses our sadness and confusion."

Linglong also nodded and praised: "Young Master's talent is admirable."

Duan Yu nodded slightly, with admiration in his eyes: "Brother Li is indeed very talented. This poem is profound and memorable."

Li Tian secretly felt lucky that he remembered this poem, otherwise it would have been embarrassing today.

The atmosphere in the room became relaxed because of Li Tian's poem.

Everyone continued to drink, enjoy music, and talk about poetry and life, as if they had temporarily forgotten the helplessness of fate.

Just when everyone was immersed in a relaxed atmosphere, the window of the compartment was suddenly broken by a black shadow.

Immediately afterwards, several cold rays flashed, and several sharp blades came straight towards Li Tian.

Li Tian had already noticed this group of dark shadows in the acquired period.

So he dodged the fatal attack.

Duan Yu and the other women were all frightened by this sudden change.

Linglong and Cuiyun screamed in horror, while Lingyue quickly picked up the zither and stepped aside.

Li Tian's eyes shone, and he said in a cold voice: "Who is so bold as to assassinate here?"

At this time, several masked men in black jumped into the room through the window and attacked Li Tian again without saying a word.

A cold light flashed in Li Tian's eyes, and his figure shuttled in the room like a ghost.

If it weren't for the desire to keep a low profile, this group of people could be wiped out with just a breath.

However, it's good to relieve boredom.

So, Li Tian attacked as fast as lightning, and every move accurately hit the black-clad man's vital points.

Although these men in black are very skilled, they are no match for Li Tian.

The black-clothed man's sharp blade drew cold rays in the air, but it could never touch the corner of Li Tian's clothes.

As Li Tian turned his body, he struck a man in black on the chest with his palm. The man instantly flew backwards and hit the wall, spurting out a mouthful of blood, obviously seriously injured.

Another man in black tried to attack from behind, but Li Tian seemed to have eyes on the back of his head. He grabbed the man's wrist with his backhand.

Then, Li Tian twisted it hard, and with a crisp sound, the man's wrist was broken. The man in black rolled on the ground in pain with a scream.

The remaining men in black were frightened when they saw this, but the arrow was on the string and they had to shoot, so they gritted their teeth and continued to besiege Li Tian.

Li Tian was not in a hurry. He changed his footwork and his body moved like a swimming dragon. Each of his strikes was light and effortless. The men in black were knocked to the ground one by one by him and could not get up again.

In a moment, all the men in black in the room were knocked down by Li Tian.

They lay on the ground, groaning in pain, no longer able to fight.

Li Tian stood in a messy room, looking coldly at the men in black.

His face was a little cold. "Tell me, who sent you here?"

Although the men in black were masked, it could be seen from their frightened eyes that they were extremely afraid of Li Tian's strength.

One of the men in black endured the pain and said through gritted teeth: "We won't tell you, just kill us!"

Li Tian sneered, squatted down, and pulled off the man's veil. He saw that his face was ordinary, nothing special about it.

"Since you are willing to be loyal dogs, I will grant your wish." Li Tian said, gathering his internal strength in his hands, preparing to give these men in black the final blow.

At this moment, Duan Yu hurriedly stepped forward to stop them: "Brother Li, wait a minute! Although they were assassinating, they were also instructed by someone. Why not spare their lives so that we can find out the mastermind behind it."

Li Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Duan Yu, and said in a cold tone: "Master Duan, these people dared to come to assassinate us today. If we don't cut the grass and root it out, they will become a big trouble in the future."

After saying that, Li Tian reached out to grab the man in black again, regardless of Duan Yu's obstruction.

His fingers were like iron pliers, tightly gripping the shoulders of a man in black.

Then, Li Tian exhaled a little bit of his true energy, and the man in black immediately let out a painful scream.

"Do you want to tell me or not?" Li Tian's voice seemed to come from hell, full of oppression.

The man in black had a look of pain on his face, but he still bit his lips tightly and refused to utter a word.

Li Tian's eyes became increasingly cruel. He increased the strength of his hands. The black-clothed man's shoulder bones made a creaking sound, as if they would be crushed at any time.

The other men in black looked at the miserable state of their companions with horror in their eyes, but they remained silent.

Seeing this, Li Tian became even angrier.