Ji Qingming closed his eyes and said nothing.

A Jin is dead, she still has something to say.

What's the matter, I went to talk to Ji Zexi.

A Jin died because of him.

"Actually, there is a way...to make Feng Jin come alive!"

Ji Zexi's abrupt sentence made Ji Qingming, who was lying on the ground silent, suddenly sit up.

"How to do it!?"

Suddenly, Ji Qingming's eyes were full of expression.

As long as A Jin can live, that's great, she has nothing to ask for.

"Are you really willing to do anything for Feng Jin?"

Ji Zexi asked her.

"I do!"

Ji Qingming didn't even think, and answered directly.

Ji Zexi looked at her with a small face full of glamour, and then said, "Then you enter a plot, you can't use any skill to mention the original owner to fulfill her wish, even if you win, I will admit defeat. ...Of course if you fail, you are mine."

"good!"

Ji Qingming agreed immediately, not minding the failure he finally said.

She just thought about how she won, and if she lost, it would be her own life.

"then you go!"

Ji Zexi originally just wanted to make her surrender to herself, but now looking at the figure on her face, there was a burst of upset in her heart.

With the light of his fingers, Ji Qingming was enveloped in an instant, and his body was thrown down while swaying.

When she woke up, she was in a very kitsch place.

The fragrance floating in the air is very strong.

Ji Qingming pinched his eyebrows and sat up.

Looking at everything around him, he frowned again.

The soundproofing here doesn't seem to be very good. She could hear the ******** in the next room.

Men's chuckles, women's begging for mercy, cries.

The waves came, which caused Ji Qingming's headache.

Even if she had never been to the plot, she already knew that this place was a brothel.

Looking at the attire on her body, she should be a prostitute too!

Ji Zexi really did everything, he wanted to win, so he let himself into this kind of plot.

Ji Qingming closed his eyes to absorb the plot.

The woman she passed through was called Feng Lian'er.

The first prostitute in the south of the Yangtze River, a family of officials and eunuchs, has fallen into the wind and dust, and has a young lady's breath on her body.

It was originally the scent of books that dipped in the books, and the songs and dances that I learned anew after I fell into a brothel.

Even more famous!

Feng Lian'er is not her original name, it's just that she has fallen into Feng-Dust, so how dare she still use her previous name, it's a shame to her ancestors.

However, she wants to live, because only when she is alive can she avenge her.

Feng Lian'er's family was framed by someone, and she wanted revenge, so she stayed in the brothel-house with reluctance.

After all, he is also the first prostitute, and naturally there are a lot of big people to come into contact with.

Just when she was about to get revenge, another woman appeared in their brothel.

She was caught and sold in. At first, she kept thinking about how to get out. Feng Lian'er saw that she was pitiful and couldn't bear her falling into the dust, so she gave her money and let her be by her side. Maid.