The singing moon in the heavy rain fell to the ground, feeling indescribable embarrassment.
He tried to get up several times, but all failed. The burning in his heart and the stinging pain of his broken arm stirred every nerve in him.
Suddenly, there was a strange sound in the wind, hurried footsteps, and water splashing on the ground.
Xian Geyue raised her head, her eyes gradually showing a cold light.
The man wasn't afraid at all, he seemed used to it.
He walked to Xian Geyue and squatted down, lifting him up from the ground.
He said in a low voice: "My subordinate is late, please forgive me, Master."
After that, he took out a medicine bottle from his arms and tried to open it with a snap of his fingers.
But he was pressed down by a big hand: "No, put it away. A big gift from someone should be kept as a memory for a few days. Otherwise, hum... wouldn't it be in vain?"
The subordinate had no choice but to obey the order and take it back, supported Xian Geyue and walked slowly, saying: "Master, what are your plans next?"
"Go to Jiu Yao Tower. I'm not feeling well and need to talk." Xian Geyue wiped the rain off her face, so that you could blow the breeze and wait for me.
"...Yes." The subordinate glanced at his master, remained silent for a moment, and then chose to agree.
Just go, man, that's not all for fun.
Besides, it would be condescending for his master to go.
At noon, the sun in the royal city is very good. The door of Jiuyao Tower on East Street is closed, and most of the girls in the building are sleeping or practicing.
Xian Geyue glanced at her, and her subordinates wisely went to knock on the door.
Not long after, the door opened from the inside, and the madam came out cursing.
"What are you talking about? Are you going to let Ansheng live in broad daylight? You've never seen a woman, or are you crazy about women?"
"you……"
"What? Are you still thinking of taking action? Why don't you go and find out who I am, Ichiharu?" The old madam has a graceful and graceful appearance, which is a charm that a girl does not have. The corners of her eyes and eyebrows are all sultry.
Coupled with her fierce energy, she even has a sense of beauty.
The subordinate wanted to defend himself, but Xian Geyue stopped him with his eyes. He looked at the madam and said, "I know I know, but I wonder if the girl in the building is as charming as my wife?"
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes scanned back and forth somewhere in Yi Zhichun even more unscrupulously.
Yi Zhichun covered her sleeves and smiled sweetly: "No matter what you say, as long as you have this, I can find you any beauty you want."
"Qin Mo." Xian Geyue looked at her subordinates.
"Well, are these enough?"
Qin Mo took out a piece of gold and threw it to the madam.
"Enough, of course it's enough. I just don't know if you two want to have a literary resonance or to talk about folk arts?" Yi Zhichun caught the gold with both hands and was immediately so happy that his eyebrows disappeared. The white and tender green onions were caressed and touched lovingly.
Xian Geyue lowered her eyes and looked at the mud all over her body, and blurted out: "Don't give me any trouble. I'm in a bad mood. Just find someone smarter to talk to."
"Okay, you two come with me." A spring branch bent at the waist and led people upstairs.
Pushing open one of the guest rooms: "Please."
The furnishings in the room are fresh and elegant, not like a dusty place, but rather quiet and interesting.
However, the two of them still looked at each other for a long time, but they still didn't see the girl coming, so they urged: "Madam, where is the person you want?"
Yi Zhichun leaned against the door, hugged the ingot of gold and took a long breath. Then he wiped it carefully with a brocade handkerchief and put it in front of his eyes to look at it.
He said: "The two of you gave me the entrance fee. Now that I have entered the door, naturally I have to give you the money in addition."
Qin Mo was already disgusted by Han, but now that he heard her say this, he suddenly became furious: "You have practiced so much that you only care about money, haven't you?"
This money can still make a sound when dropped into the water. She can't even see her here, and she's not a leading courtesan. It's like there are no women in the world.
Xian Geyue didn't care about the money, but the madam's attitude really made him a little angry. He knocked on the table with a half-smile and sat down: "Mrs. Nayi, how much does it cost before the girl can come out to meet the guests?"
"What? It depends on how sincere you are..."
"Qin Mo."
"Put it away, be careful not to scald your hands." Qin Mo threw out two rows of ten ingots, five ingots per row, each ingot fifty taels - gold.
Yi Zhichun raised his hand and gave him a high five. A moment later, a maid came in.
"Meet Madam."
"Go tell Wangyou that we have a visitor."
"yes."
After a while, the maid led a woman over.
After introducing the person, the old bustard swept the gold ingots from the table into his sleeves: "Okay, people are here too, Wangyou, please greet this distinguished guest.
Ten million, don’t neglect it. "
"Wangyou knows, thank you madam." The woman bowed gracefully and gracefully.
"Come here, what's your name?" Xian Geyue poured herself a glass of water.
Upon seeing this, Qin Mo walked quietly outside the room and closed the door.
In the house, Wangyou took the kettle and put it on the string song for the moon, and said softly: "I am humbled by Wangyou."
"No, I'm asking about your original name. With your conditions, you shouldn't be able to live in this way." Xian Geyue clamped his wrist and sniffed it like jade catkins.
The faint fragrance stirs the soul unconsciously.
When he looked at Wangyou again, his eyes showed obsession.
Wangyou looked at the hand that he couldn't free himself from, and sat down next to the man in front of him: "We don't ask where we came from when we met, so why should a distinguished guest care about the fate of the world?
Wangyou is just a miserable person in this world. If you are a distinguished guest, you might as well let Wangyou serve you well and make this dew happen. "
Xian Geyue released her palms and looked at Wangyou blankly: "Okay, what do you know?"
Wangyou's beautiful eyes slid down, a catkin caressed somewhere, leaned on his shoulder, and said: "Your distinguished guest wants to have a heart-to-heart talk, and You are good at oral skills."
After saying that, he helped Xian Geyue onto the bed, and with his fingertips, his clothes became wider.
Following the movement of his fingertips, he slowly leaned down. But at this moment, he suddenly fell aside.
"Fuck you." Xian Geyue pushed the person away, grabbed the belt and tied it slowly.
He is completely different from the person he was obsessed with just now.
He shouted toward the door: "Qin Mo."
Qin Mo pushed the door open and looked at his master secretly: Is the master so fast? Is that all?
How could Xian Geyue not know what he was thinking, so she picked up the pillow and smashed it.
"What kind of stuff are you pretending to be, with your pig brain?"
"Hehehe, then... um, Master, how should she deal with it?" Qin Mo hugged the pillow and changed the subject with a guilty conscience.
"How can we deal with it? Of course let her lie down, or else she can scream and have fun with you?"
"No, no, no, my subordinate is a rough man, I can't bear it." He then put the pillow on the table seriously and stood aside.
You're kidding, what's wrong with you? If I go, won't I die?
It is said that beauties are fragrant and the Tomb of Heroes is the place to be. If you ask him, this is probably a pile of bones.
If you fall down, you won’t be able to pick up the dregs and foam.
"What's going on over there, old man? Is there anything going on?" After buckling up his belt, Xian Geyue began to straighten his clothes.
He threw away his broken arm, pursed his lips, and his eyes suddenly sank.
"No."
"Huh? So peaceful? He's not angry at all?" It doesn't look like it. Has he changed his gender or given up?
Qin Mo shook his head and said: "I don't know, but a group of big fish came recently."
"Oh? When did it happen?" Xian Geyue suddenly raised her head after hearing this.
"About half a day."
"What does the other party want?"
"Two disobedient fish swam out of the demon realm, and someone offered a big price to maintain peace between the two realms.
Should we accept this business? "
"Yes, naturally. We are open to do business. How can we push out the deal when it comes? If you can push it, it must be because the price is not in place. If it is not in place, then "let" him get it."
Qin Mo raised his head: "Then I will inform you immediately."
"Wait a minute, have you found out who did it?"
"Not yet. The other party did it very cleanly. We followed the traces and found out that it was a deception.
Real people have long since disappeared. "
"It's interesting. As long as they are willing to use their money to make money, I don't mind having too much money.
By the way, I tell everyone to be serious and don’t mistake piranhas for mermaids. They... have very sharp teeth. If anyone misses, I will go back and chop him into pieces first. " Shaking his clothes, Xian Geyue sat down resentfully.
"Yes, I am resigning."
After Qin Mo left, Xian Geyue slowly began to close her eyes to heal her injuries.
After recovering from the trauma in his heart for seven or eight years, he stared at the broken arm and wondered whether it could be cured.
Ironclad evidence, no need to be too sad...
But when his eyes fell on Wangyou on the bed again, his eyes suddenly turned up and down.
In a world where immortals are like lackeys and strong men are like forests, a person with no cultivation is hiding in Jiuyao Tower.
She even acted with charm and strange fragrance. The most important thing was that he smelled a familiar scent on her body.
An aura of disgust but one that cannot be shaken off.
For such a person, who hides his identity and devotes himself to the world, it would be a lie to say that there is nothing wrong with him.
Suddenly, he stood up and returned to the bed. With a slight stroke of his sword, he tore the beauty's clothes and skirt into pieces.
After putting down the curtain, I heard the sound of rustling, and several pieces of clothing flew out.
The heart-beating sound that made people blush was also intermittently overflowing from the tent.
In the next room, after peeping for a long time, Yizhichun put down the picture of Peony and Spring in his hand.
He grabbed the melon seeds on the table, licked them one after another, and said proudly: "Boy, don't act like a gentleman when you enter this door.
When you taste the taste of flowers, you will realize that no amount of money can compare with this night. "
By the time Xian Geyue stepped out of Jiuyao Tower, it was already the next day.
People who wandered through hell for several times finally returned to the human world.
Huai Yin came in with medicine soup and happened to see Yu Qingchen sitting up.
He quickly put the medicinal soup on the bedside stool and hurriedly helped the person into position: "Young Master, you finally woke up, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?
Are you hungry? I'll go..."
"No need, I'm not hungry, I'm just a little tired and can't be energetic." Yu Qingchen smiled slightly and turned around. She still couldn't adapt.
"Then let me give you medicine." Huai Yin turned around and picked up the medicine soup.
"Thank you, Qingchen can come by yourself." Looking at the person in front of him, Qingchen's cheeks felt hot, and he felt a little shy.
Although children live in this world, they don't stick to trivial matters. But after all, she is still not used to her daughter's family.
What's more, this guy... is too enthusiastic.
Huai Yin belatedly noticed Yu Qingchen's embarrassment, and said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, it was Huai Yin who was rude."
After that, he handed over the medicinal soup.
Yan Qingchen took it, took a sip, and instantly frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"It's okay, it's just a little bitter." He said, pinching his nose and drinking it in one gulp.
However, as soon as the bitter taste entered his stomach, it rushed up from his stomach, causing Yu Qingchen to cover his lips and swallow it hard.
Now she is no longer the young landlord she used to be. From the moment she woke up, she lost the qualification to fear hardship.
"Drink some water to moisten it." Seeing that Yu Qingchen was suffering from pain, Huai Yin quickly got a glass of water.
"Thank you, Brother Huai."
"No...you're welcome." Damn it, he was actually nervous.
He said hurriedly: "You rest first, I'll tell them you're awake."
As soon as he finished speaking, the person holding the medicine bowl disappeared.
I heard him shouting as he walked out of the door: "Brother, the young poster is awake."
Yan Qingchen suddenly raised her bright eyes, is it him...
