Zhenhai Tower, the ancient monument on Chongming Island.

It is said to be an ancient monument, but it is not actually "ancient". This five-story building built by the sea is only more than a hundred years ago. It was an occasional tour of the Qingqing family that came here on the east tour, and was interested and wrote a poem.

In order to flatter the emperor, local officials found Zhenhailou.

Now, the stone tablet engraved with poems more than a hundred years ago has long been eroded by the wind in the sea breeze.

The slutty emperor back then had already become a dead bone in the coffin. Even the Great Chu country has been destroyed for almost thirty years. Although it has resurrected now, the only thing that records the peaceful story of that year is left is the Zhenhai Tower.

The book has collapsed so much.

It was just repaired two months ago, and the paint smell did not even dissipate. The decoration was unique. A bluestone road was specially built in front of the building and a small manor was built. The scenery was beautiful and elegant.

As the news of the Bailu event was reported, as Penglai Guangfa Tianxia’s invitation token was spread, not no one came to harass him in the past three months.

There are always people who want to make a name for themselves through big events.

Unfortunately, no matter whether you are a righteous master, a hero from the Green Forest, or a rookie from the world who come to watch the lively world, as long as you enter this manor, there is nothing you can go back.

One night two months ago, more than 200 people attacked and entered the manor, but overnight, they disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of blood on Chongming Island.

It was as if a monster appeared and swallowed those ignorant and fearless people.

And after that night, no one came to die.

Zhenhai Tower has become quiet.

It's like a treasure covered in gauze, quietly waiting for the day to be unveiled in the dark.

But the first guest it welcomed was not those who were invited, but a psychopath.

"Bang"

The gate of Zhenhai Tower was kicked open by Ai Dacha.

Wearing a parrot green robe, with a messy head and a staring at the big and small eyes, Ai Dachai, the Qingyang Demon Lord, had a gloomy face and a Tianlang stick, he walked into the Zhenhai Tower step by step.

Behind him, a dry and thin figure with a stiff movement and a cloaked cloak was followed.

It was afternoon, and there was sunshine outside, but there was a cold and coldness in the building that penetrated deep into the bone marrow. No beam of light could shine through the windows and into the building.

There was a blue jade brick and stone floor in front of me, and there was a sense of innocence in the large space where tables and chairs were not placed.

This is not what normal people should come here.

"Hey, I'm here!"

Ai Dacha shouted toward the empty space in front of him:

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“No one came out to receive it?”

Echoes even sounded in the empty place. Amid the echoes, Ai Dacha raised his head and saw the door leading to the second floor gently open, and several people wearing masks and robes walked out of it.

The last man was carrying a box behind him.

One person tall.

He wrapped the chain around the periphery for several times, as if he was sealing something.

"The Demon Lord has pinched the time."

The man in the lead had a gloomy tone. He was obviously a young man, but when he spoke, he felt like he was facing the old man and his aura, which was not right.

However, his strength is average, and there is no trace of advanced martial arts.

Maybe, is he a fairy path?

"Pooh."

Ai Dacha spat in a bad voice, and he cursed:

"What a broken place, there is not even a stool, I am so poor that I am so poor.

If you hadn't invited me to come here, I wouldn't have come here! Less nonsense, didn't you say that you have treasures that I could not refuse?"

He pointed to the thin figure with a cloak behind him, and waved the Tianlang stick forward, causing a strong wind.

explain:

"I have brought my things. You don't have any good things. Just take them out and show them."

The sarcasm in these words made the Penglai people wearing masks feel dissatisfied in their hearts. If they were to speak to him like this, they would have to turn this mortal into ashes.

However, the current situation is stronger than others. After the battle in Lin'an, all the three immortal kings of Penglai fell, and the former monks were almost defeated.

The biggest trump card in their hands, the Japanese ghosts, are still floating on the sea at this time. This is really no good way to deal with these human warriors.

Be patient.

Let him be proud for a few days first.

"The Demon Lord is so impatient? I think he is angry."

The man stretched out his left hand and waved forward. The man with the wooden box behind him took a step forward, placed the box on the ground, took out the key from his arms, and opened the complicated lock on it.

As the locks were clattering, the Penglai man in the lead said in a cold tone:

"The Demon Lord has a big appetite. Along the way, I have taken advantage of the tricks and snatched me, so I have to clean up my Penglai treasures and make a fortune. I think at this time, I should be dissatisfied with me. Isn't the Demon Lord?"

"Hehe, you're so interesting to be talking."

Ai Dacha grabbed a small orange from his sleeve, and while peeling it slowly, he retorted:

"Did I want to come?

If you hadn't taken out all kinds of treasures to tempt me, I wouldn't have come to your ghost place. I would have been happy in Miaojiang, so it was clearly what you invited me to come.

Since you are asking someone to come, shouldn’t you give me some benefits?

Or, I will give you all the things you gave me and leave now?"

As he spoke, he acted as he wanted to leave.

The Penglai people cursed in their hearts that they were not angry. They knew that this person was a lunatic, so why did they have the same knowledge as him? Isn’t it just something that cannot be used? If he wants it, he will give it to him.

Anyway, when the ancestor succeeds in the battle, the person in front of him will have to vomit out as much as they take, and maybe he will have to pay his life.

"The Demon Lord waited, I was just wrong. I'm here to apologize to the Demon Lord."

The Penglai people said with a smile:

"The Demon Lord has come, I really don't take some time to see the treasures we took out?"

Ai Dacha stopped.

There was a few clicks behind him, and the box locked by the chains bounced open at this moment. Yohe, it was still a wooden box of mechanisms. For a master like him, you could hear the exquisite mechanisms in the box by just listening to the sound.

This made him interested.

Then he turned around and glanced at that place. Just one glance made Ai Dacha's breathing suddenly stop.

On that rough face, both eyes of all sizes were wide open at this moment.

What did he see?

In the center of the black wooden box that opened to both sides was an interlaced fence built with wooden sticks, like locks and protection, which looked like the kind of restraint structure he used when he was the Seven Demons of the Yellow Springs.

The box is covered with a layer of black velvet-like material, which must be used as a setting off precious objects.

However, what was placed in the box was not the secret treasures of the immortals predicted by Ai Dachai, nor were they books and classics, nor were they treasure materials of heaven and earth, or magic weapons.

None of them are.

There is someone inside!

A woman.

Without strands, she was exposed, not tall, only about 1.6 meters tall, with a round face and black hair that was extremely smooth, leaving a hairstyle with bangs in front of her forehead.

On the edge of the hair, there is also a hairpin made by the Mohist school.

Closed eyes, a high nose bridge, a baby-like cheek, pursed her lips, and a few baby fat on her cheeks. Her skin looked a little pale, but it was still normal.

It adds a touch of delicate feeling to the girl.

Further down, the white and slender neck is the skin showing delicate collarbone, and the towering chest, with two red dots dotted on it, and the slim waist down, are two legs that are not particularly long but very symmetrical.

These Penglai rough embryos don't even wear any clothes for her. From this perspective, you can even see your private parts.

But these things that can make the virgins blush and heartbeat have no meaning to Ai Dachai!

He is a medler.

Although he is a rebellious lunatic, he is indeed a craftsman. What a beautiful woman, even if she is as beautiful as a big sister, in his eyes, she is nothing more than a pink skeleton.

He didn't even feel anything about men and women.

He didn't feel that he needed a woman by his side in his life?

Women, crying and making trouble, have a lot of trouble, and are weird, and will only waste the world. How can people with good manners, obedience, invincible, and sophisticated and perfect institutions feel more like they come?

But at this moment, Ai Dachai's performance went against the attitude a man should have.
To be continued...