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On the sixth floor of Zuiyue Tower, a figure flashed by, pushed open a window, and crawled in.

The room is decorated in a quiet way, and it is rare without the slightest red pink smoke and dust. A trace of musk wafts in the room.

"puff!"

As soon as the figure fell to the ground, he pulled down his cover and opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Blood splattered on the floor, the smell of fishy smell and the smell of musk could not be concealed.

"Yun Dongliu!"

The hoarse voice was full of hatred.

"Senior brother, you seem to be very hurt."

After the screen of carving dragons and painting phoenixes, a gentle and gentle voice sounded.

"Yun Dongliu's hero king is practicing the magic sword, but Wanlang Jingtao's palm is extraordinary. It's okay to suffer a loss..."

The man in black said, coughing out another mouthful of fishy blood, and the face of the yin vulture was pale at this time.

After the screen, before the bronze mirror, a petite girl wearing a white soft silk skirt with bright lips and white teeth was light and red paper, with red lips more moisturized:

"The sixteen disciples of the Red Sun Dharma King lost to the disciple of the old man Yun Haitian. If Master knew about it, he might have skinned you alive!"

"Bai Xian'er!"

The man in black trembled and his face looked ugly: "If you hadn't had to eat the food from Yangxiaotang, how could Yun Dongliu find traces of me waiting? Old Liu wouldn't have died! Now, are you here to mock me again?"

"Everyone says that the food in Yangxiaotang is first-class. If you don't try it, people will feel a little unwilling to accept it."

As the screen turned, Bai Xian'er walked out with a smile.

Her body seemed very soft, and as she walked around, she swayed and looked quite beautiful.

Her slender eyelashes lightly covered her clear eyes, and she whispered:

"So, you not only lost to Yun Dongliu, but also failed to bring the food back?"

Bian You's face twitched, reached out and took off the bag around her waist and placed it on the table, gritting her teeth:

"The food you want!"

The man in black was very afraid of this girl, and he was clearly shocked and angry, but he didn't dare to say anything else when he faced her.

“It seems pretty good.”

The girl smelled it and whipped her hand slightly. The bag on the table was torn apart as if it was scratched by a sharp blade.

"It's a pity that it's all rotten."

Looking at a few slightly mixed meals, the girl's appetite completely disappeared:

"Senior brother, how many times have I told you that no matter what kind of delicacy is, as long as it is mixed together, it only has a name and sucks!"

"Do you like to eat it?"

Bian You's face was twitching even more violently.

"What's the noise, so noisy?"

Bai Xian'er frowned slightly, walked a few steps, came to the window, and looked down through the gap.

The movement seemed to be coming from the second floor.

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"There are many cheeks, the nose and lips are fat. It's okay to make a drink. I can drink with someone, but I can't do it, no, no!"

"It's big and round waist, it's a good food for a nanny. It's not OK to drink with me!"

"The buttocks are as fat as the tank, and the door is particularly narrow, so I am afraid that the stool can't sit down!"

"I'm four feet tall and my waist circumference is probably around four feet. This meat is so long that it's rare. I can earn more than this when I sell my skills on the street!"

"The bottom is thin and the top is thick. It's rare to be so weird..."

.........

"Hahaha!"

"Haha! Master Dao, are you going to find a fairy when you come here?"

"No matter what she looks like, if you cover her quilt, aren't they all the same?"

"It's the same. Why are you doing here in Zuiyue Tower? It's better to sneak into the horse farm in the dark night and wind. In a year, I'm afraid you can save a lot of money!"

Outside an open private room on the second floor, many guests gathered together, and they burst into laughter whenever they heard a comment from the old voice in the inner room.

I just think this old Taoist priest is quite interesting.

The turtle men on the side, the girls who were commented, looked as dark as the bottom of the pot, and their bodies were trembling with anger.

"No! And no!"

The madam led a few girls out, and felt that her head was as big as a fight.

She had thought about earning the five hundred taels of silver before, but at this moment she wanted to slap the savage bastard to death with one palm.

Four feet tall and four feet waist circumference, then is that a person?

"There are forty-seven people with internal strength in their bodies... This Moon Worshiping Tower is indeed a demon cave..."

Before the screen and after the round table, An Qisheng drank it all with a glass of wine:

"It's time to leave. Let's leave this deal to Yun Dongliu tomorrow. I'm so old, so don't fight and kill... Huh?"

"Master?"
Chapter completed!