The prostitute in Baihualou.

The woman in 　　 is a trader but not a self-selling.

　　 They specialize in the business of high-ranking officials, and they spend a lot of money here.

　　 Among the three top cards, each possesses unique skills, such as piano, chess, poems, and red embroidery, and the body and appearance are even better.

　　 Blue Phoenix Fairy,

　　 is one of them.

After 　　 is different from the other two dignitaries, her origins are quite mysterious, and it is even more rumored that she is the behind-the-scenes boss of Baihualou.

certainly.

　　 In the eyes of the spectators, the biggest difference between her and the other two is that she can invite guests on the scene.

　　 But this one has a very high vision, and he is definitely not interested in gold and silver wealth, nor is he tall in stature, he only cares about each other's fate.

　　夜.

　　 There are no stars and no moons.

　　 The city is dark and cold.

　　Only the long street where the Baihualou is located, is still brightly lit, with flowers, red willows and green feasts on the pontoon, red lights and green bamboos recruiting son-in-law, and newlyweds every night.

　　 "Senior."

　　 Yan Ruyan lowered her head and said slowly:

　　 "There are so many filthy mortals here, and the mortal desires love silk, should we call them out?"

　　 "No need."

　　 Don't ask to raise his eyes, his voice is indifferent:

　　 "Let's go, don't waste other people's thoughts."

　　 "……"

　　 Yan Ruyan turned pale, subconsciously aware of something wrong, opened her mouth and talked, seeing that Moqiu had already taken steps, she hurriedly followed.

　　 Baihualou is as loud as ever.

　　 There are many indecent scenes along the way.

　　 In the past, Yan Ruyan had already walked away, but now he can only follow one person and one dog to the secluded backyard.

　　 "Da..."

　　Don't beg to stop, looking at the small building with many red lights hanging in front:

　　 "Since it's here, why not come out and see you?"

　　 "Huh!"

　　The courtyard is steep and gusty.

　　 Two figures appeared on the roof. One of them was burly and sturdy. A pair of tiger eyes glared from the sky and shouted:

　　 "The Taoist Wu, there are more than 300 people from the Lu family in Changxiu County. Did you kill it?"

"Um."

　　 Do not ask for nod:

　　 "I did it."

"you……"

　　 The big man seemed to have never expected Moqiu to agree so happily, his voice stagnated, a little angrily and angrily said:

　　 "The Daoists are killing so indiscriminately, are we really not going to get in the way?"

　　 "What?" Do not ask in a slow voice:

　　 "You also care about mortals?"

　　 "It's okay for a mortal to die." Beside the big man, a handsome and strange man stood with his hand holding his hand, and shook his head:

　　 "But you shouldn't kill our Hehuan Sect people."

　　 "Hehuan Sect." Mo Qiu nodded:

　　 "The imperial court arrested the people who were able to stand with the monks of the Hehuan Sect. It seems that they are a little ignorant."

"Humph!"

　　 In the corner of the small courtyard, the shadows squirmed, and one person stepped out slowly, before he spoke, the rich corpse energy had come to his face, and the flowers and plants withered.

　　The zombie-like friends said in a muffled voice:

　　 "I heard, you are looking for sister Yin?"

　　 "People of the Sky Corpse Sect." Do not ask to turn his head, nodded and said:

　　 "Who else, come out together!"

　　 Two Taoists with similar appearances appeared behind them, blocking the retreat, and at the same time clasped their fists and arched their hands, saying:

　　 "Han Wu, Han Wen in the mountain city, I have met fellow Daoists!"

　　 "Yulong Villa Yunli, I have met fellow Daoists." A beautiful woman with dignified temperament walked slowly with a whisk in her hand, and hit her far away.

　　 "Single people Mingkong, met fellow daoists."

　　 The last breath is vast, and he is close to Daoji's Consummation, and a young man with a folding fan is next to him, looking dignifiedly.

　　 Yan Ruyan and the young man looked at each other, joy in their eyes.

　　 The young man is Su Tong, he nodded towards Yan Ruyan, indicating that she can feel at ease.

"so……"

　　 Don't ask for your head down, the voice is low:

　　 "You want to stop me?"

　　 "Otherwise." Beautiful woman Yunli shook his head and said:

　　 "The so-called enemy should be settled and not settled. Is there any misunderstanding between your Excellency and Yin Daoyou, if it can turn the fighting into a jade silk, that would be the best."

　　 "There are kiddies..."

　　 She looked at Yan Ruyan and said:

　　 "Ruyan, come back!"

　　 Yan was overjoyed like smoked noodles, and immediately wanted to walk over, but found that he was set in place, unable to move.

　　 her complexion couldn't help changing.

　　 "Ruyan!"

　　 Su Tong observed his words and colors, and immediately angered Mo Qiu and said:

　　 "Now what do you want to do?"

　　 "It's a pity." Mo Qiu ignored his meaning, glanced at everyone, and shook his head regretfully:

　　 "Giving you so long, the person I was looking for still didn't come. But it doesn't matter, there are so many people, there will always be someone who can take me there."

Before 　　's words fell, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 The wooden attic in front of it suddenly shattered, and the two people on the top of the building immediately jumped high.

　　 In the midst of the sawdust flying, Mo Qiu stretched one hand forward, with five fingers clasping the head of a delicate-looking woman in a blue skirt.

　　 is the head card of Baihualou, the disciple Lan Fengxian of the Hehuan Sect.

　　 "Not sure?"

　　 The spiritual thoughts were swept away, and some things in the woman's memory were taken out.

　　 Yan Ruyan is right. The single evil sweetheart is indeed Lan Fengxian, but Luohua deliberately flows and ruthlessly, this woman simply doesn't like the rancid single evil.

　　 never asks about Shane's situation, and never knows where he is.

　　 That is to say.

　　 useless!

　　 "Peng!"

　　 Five fingers squeezed lightly, the head in the palm burst open instantly, the red and white flying around, and then was swallowed by an invisible force.

　　 "You dare!"

　　 The Hehuan Zong Daoji in the sky was furious when he saw it, and he gave a low voice, the Bone Dementing Bell shook in the sky, and the Seven Love Sword flashed down.

　　 The big man from the law enforcement department was also unsatisfied, his long sleeves flicked lightly, and a chain came around in the air.

"Jingle Bell……"

　　The ringtone trembles and evokes people's desires.

　　 Although Mo Qiu's face was expressionless, since this time is an ordinary visit, his heart naturally accumulates a strong anger, which can be aroused.

　　 Qiqing Sword is more charming, as long as it appears in a trance, it will be killed by the sword.

"Ding……"

　　 Feijian pierced Moqiu's eyebrows without any accident.

　　 But the next moment.

　　 Hehuan Sect Daoji's complexion changed abruptly.

　　 "Peng!"

　　 The high-grade magic weapon tempered by Daoji real fire was like hitting a hard meteorite, and was shocked by it, immediately torn apart.

　　 The chain also fell on Mo Qiu, trying to tighten it inward, but it snapped into countless pieces.

　　 As for the ringtone, it is useless.

"careful!"

　　 The Han brothers shrank their eyes, and the mana in the body was violently urged. The large courtyard suddenly rose up, and a large formation immediately enveloped the place.

　　 Now that they were ready to do it, they naturally made complete preparations.

　　 This Sanyin Locking God Formation is a family heirloom of the Han brothers. You can carry the formation map with you, and you can deploy it anytime, anywhere, and it has a lot of power.

"Um!"

　　Don't ask for a light step under your feet. Just about to move, you feel that you are tightly entangled by thousands of silk threads that are hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

"kill!"

　　 Yulong Villa's Yunli has a dignified temperament, but he does not hesitate to start.

　　 As a well-known casual cultivator in the local cultivating world, Yulong Mountain Villa is not a kind of kind in itself to be able to make friends with the practitioners of the Hehuan Sect, the Celestial Corpse Sect and even the Blood Fiend Sect.

　　 Under my hand, would it not be stained with blood?

　　 The true biography of Yan Ruyan, she has a wide range of friendships, and she can be called a female Mengchang.

　　 With a squeaky sound, the superb magic weapon Jade Dragon Scepter turned into a Jiao Yao Shenlong, spinning in the air, engulfing the momentum of the thunder and rushing into the figure restricted by the formation.

　　 while drinking low in the mouth:

　　 "Like smoke, come back quickly."

　　 Monk Daoji suddenly, even if there is a formation, it will definitely spread widely, and Yan Ruyan who is in it will die if he is not careful.

"Yes!"

　　 Yan nodded like a cigarette, and applied force again, but found that the restriction was still there.

How can it be?

　　 Under the siege of several Daoji cultivators, is it possible that that person still has spare capacity?

　　 Yan Ruyan was stunned. Looking back, he saw the precious jade dragon scepter, which was passed down from his own villa, banging on Mo Qiu's body.

　　 "Peng!"

　　 "Crack..."

　　 A trace of cracks appeared on the Jade Dragon Scepter.

　　 and do not ask...

　　 was just a flickering body.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 A figure flashed in the field. Before Yan Ruyan returned to his senses, he found that his gaze moved down involuntarily, and a familiar headless corpse appeared in his sight.

　　Who is this?

　　 Thoughts turned, endless panic suddenly appeared.

　　 "Ruyan!"

　　 The sorrowful roar of sweetheart Su Tong came, and the endless darkness completely overwhelmed her consciousness.

"what!"

　　 Seeing Yan Ruyan's head was cut off by a palm, and the bones collapsed, Su Tong couldn't help but roar up to the sky, and rushed up desperately.

"careful!"

"do not!"

　　 The dissuasion of others is still in my ears.

　　 Su Tong, who had just rushed two steps up, felt a pain in his heart, and looked down, not knowing when his body was pierced by a punch.

　　 A scorching power emerged from the front and back of the transparent heart, and immediately filled the whole body.

　　 "Peng!"

　　 The body shattered and turned into fly ash.

　　 The spirits and spirits that he has cultivated all his life have been swallowed by invisible power.

　　 The two Qi-refining cultivators were just appetizers. For Mo Qiu, they couldn't even make the magic soldiers in the dantian react at all.

　　 Body shaking, he appeared beside the monk of the Hehuan Sect.

　　 The Seven Love Sword was destroyed, and the mana in this person's body was self-excited. Before he recovered, he was approached, and he couldn't help but scream.

"Do not!"

　　 "Peng!"

　　 A flat punch, but with the power to destroy everything.

　　 Body protection spells, defensive weapons, and even a tempered body can be turned into powder in a single blow, just like a Qi-refining monk.

　　 "Hurry up!"

　　The Heavenly Corpse Sect’s Yan Daoist's complexion was stiff, and he couldn't help but his eyes throbbed. With a roar, his five fingers lifted slightly, and the ground exploded.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 "Huh!"

　　 A corpse of gold armor corpses that have been hardened and hardened came out one after another, and two of them were comparable to Brother Daoji's You Tianfei roared stiffly to Moqiu.

　　 The Han brothers were even more gloomy and went all out to urge the formation.

　　 "Peng!"

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Moqiu did not seem to move fast, and was hit by zombies one after another.

　　Nah...

　　Whether it is a golden armored corpse or a flying corpse in the sky, regardless of their claws and teeth, they still can't let Mo Qiu have a white mark on his body.

　　 was a punch and kick, and the zombies were crushed.

　　 After a few laps, the field was completely empty.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 The figure flashed, and Mo Qiu appeared beside the Han brothers. With a big wave of his hand, the two brothers vomited blood together, and the body was cut into two pieces as if it had been cut by a sharp blade.

　　 Mingkong's complexion changed drastically, and he threw a divine thunder back with his hand, his figure flashed, and he was about to flee outside when he used his full strength to escape.

fear!

　　 Although the opponent didn't sacrifice the magic weapon, the physical strength is simply inhuman.

　　 The huge power that erupts between the hands and feet can actually handle the Daoji monk at will, breaking the magical weapons, and blasting the flesh, just like a child's play.

　　 cannot be beaten!

　　 "Boom!"

　　 God Thunder exploded behind him, and there was a billowing wave of air.

　　 This kind of method is already at the bottom of the air compressor box, even if the Daoji Consummation cultivator hits a mark on the front, it will never be spared.

but now.

　　 He doesn't even need to look back, knowing that it won't make much difference.

　　 Just begging to delay that person's speed~lightnovelpub.net~ so that I can...

　　 "Puff!"

　　 Mingkong's body became stiff, and the light stayed in the air, slowly lowering his head, and there was a fist print bulging forward on his chest.

Do not……

　　 "Peng!"

　　 one after another, burst open one after another.

　　 Monk Daoji used a large amount of essence to fill and raise the art of war, and the magical soldiers in the dantian finally had some prototypes.

　　 casually pinched the surname Daoji of the Dead Sky Corpse Sect, Mo Qiu looked coldly at the pale and trembling body of the law secretary.

　　 In a short moment, everyone else has died.

except him.

　　 Nothing is spared!

　　 Regardless of men and women, no matter the level of cultivation, they were all slaughtered by the expressionless and vicissitudes of life in front of them.

"you……"

　　 Knowing that there is no escape, the big man can only clenched his teeth, staring angrily:

　　 "The people behind them will not let you go!"

　　 "The Heavenly Corpse Sect seems to have a resident, should you know where it is?" Mo Qiu ignored his threat and said calmly:

　　 "Take me over."

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