Lin Xiaolu and Ah Yi became completely poor after they got married. Their pockets were always empty. Although Wugao could freely control his own finances, his little finances were no different.
Just like last time, Lin Xiaolu took Wu Kuan to a brothel. He originally thought that Wu Kuan could pay, but in the end, Wu Kuan’s wedding ring only contained two steamed buns and a pair of cloth shoes, and ended up with a few tattered rosary beads, which was extremely shabby. , after learning that Lin Xiaolu had no money, Wujia even suggested that he could pay prostitutes by alms, but Lin Xiaolu looked down upon him.
Because of this, Lin Xiaolu decisively took his younger sister Xiao Yu'er with him when he went to prostitutes this time. He took her to eat, drink, listen to music and dance, which made her very happy.
Beside the stone table, Lin Xiaolu continued to argue with Shangguan Hamigua. The two of them were going back and forth with each other, reasoning and emotion. They were arguing until their faces turned red and their necks became thick. More and more people were watching. Even Hua Hong'er and Chow Tai Fook, who had just finished practicing martial arts, were curious and came to join in the fun.
"Cantaloupe, don't bully me too much. The most I can promise you is to go there less often. If you're messing around like this, I won't be with you tonight!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone onlookers suddenly had subtle expressions. They looked at the two people and let out a long cry: "Hey~"
Shangguan Hamigua also blushed, and then took out a piece of paper from the ring with an unconvinced look:
"I'm not completely unreasonable. It's not impossible for you to want to go to the brothel next time, but you have to tell me not to just run there without saying anything. Also, you need to find the steward next time you go to the brothel. These conditions must be met!”
Seeing the angry little man handing him the paper, Lin Xiaolu took it with some confusion. Then after seeing the conditions on the paper, his whole body trembled with anger!
"Crooked face, slanted mouth, cross-eyed eyes, runny nose, bald head, long chest hair, flat chest, drooling, what the hell are these!"
Lin Xiaolu was so angry that his hands shaking when grabbing the paper, and his whole body was filled with smoke, he pointed at what was written on the paper and trembled all over:
“And this, the height cannot be more than one meter?
So how can an extremely talented person who can satisfy all these conditions become a prostitute? Are you kidding me? "
"Then I don't care, or you don't go." Shangguan Hamigua folded his arms and looked proud.
Seeing this, Lin Xiaolu finally couldn't hold back anymore after taking a few deep breaths and drew his sword directly.
In the next few days, Emei's life was relatively stable. Every day he should practice, talk nonsense, and research. The news of the gradual invasion from outside the territory also spread to the three thousand continents as Li Mingru moved around. Every corner.
That evening, Yaoyuanfeng
"General, you are really good at it. You haven't surrendered to Emperor Tang Tian for three days. It's really admirable.
But having said that, General, don't be angry with your brother. Brother, I really can't help it. You are patient. After all, your sacrifice now is valuable. "
In the dark cave, Lin Zhili sat on the plate and said to Xiahou Guan, who was lying there motionless, like a corpse:
"Based on my understanding of Tang Tiandi over the years, I estimate that he wants to use you to make elixirs. That's right. He wants to use me to make elixirs. However, Lord, the power of chaos in your body is much stronger than mine. So it is undoubtedly more appropriate to use you to make alchemy."
Lin Zhili talked eloquently:
"Emperor Tang Tian is an extremely mysterious person, and his ideas are ever-changing and unconstrained, making it difficult to fathom. You know, as early as seventy years ago, he calculated countless complex formulas to deal with us. Now there should be a very huge Of course, the specific idea is still unknown at present, but I can be sure that this idea will be a very huge hidden danger to us outside the territory, so Lord General, we must work hard to survive, it is best to find A chance to escape from Emei."
After finishing speaking, Lin Zhili looked at the motionless Xiahou Guan and asked:
"General, why don't you speak?"
In the dark cave, Xiahou Guan was lying on his back on a plate with his eyes closed and said nothing. Seeing this, Lin Zhili was slightly confused:
"General? What's wrong with you? General?"
After calling several times in succession and seeing that Xiahou Guan still didn't respond, Lin Zhili couldn't sit still. He came to him and reached out to catch his bird.
In the dark environment, just when the palm was about to touch the bird, Xiahou Guan finally opened his eyes.
At this moment, he conveyed a ray of his thoughts beyond Hongmeng~
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That night, before dawn, nine black threads fell from the deep sky of each continent and landed on some places among the three thousand continents. They transformed into the same black twisted figures as Lin Zhili, Xiahou Guan, Donkey Da and others.
Among them, the black figures in the Yuheng Continent and Red Sword Sect area are the most special.
"thump!"
In the city at night when the fire was blazing, a policeman clutched his bloody throat and fell down with unyielding eyes. When he fell into the pile of corpses, a policeman who looked exactly like him gradually appeared. .
The policeman who appeared had his eyes closed, his head tilted, and he stood among the piles of bloody corpses on the ground, quietly digesting the memories in his mind. After a long time, he raised his head, with his closed eyes, he said slowly to the sky as dark as an abyss:
"I didn't open my eyes."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, as if he were blind, groping for it, pulled out the imperial knife from the corpse of the policeman, held it in his hand, and slowly scratched his own eyes.
The sound of the blade piercing flesh resounded in hell, and blood flowed down the catcher's eye sockets and down his cheek. The catcher looked expressionless, destroyed his eyes, and then turned his blood-stained face to face the distance. Dozens of Red Sword Sect monks flew in at high speed in the night sky.
"Wow!"
At dawn in the sky, under the dark night, with the bright moon in the sky, dozens of sword cultivators wearing the costumes of the Red Sword Sect descended from the sky, each frowning as they stared at the corpse-strewn city official road in front of them.
In the field, the blind policeman, who was covered in blood, casually put on the clothes of the policeman's corpse, and let the blood stains on his body dissipate with a thought. Then he used the imperial sword in his hand as a crutch, tapping it, and slowly and clumsily walked towards the monks.
Seeing this strange scene, someone among the sword cultivators suddenly said to the people around him in surprise:
"Look, everyone, this person is exactly the same as the body of the dead policeman. He must be the extraterrestrial evil spirit that Li Mingru told our ancestors a few days ago. Please send this message to our ancestors!"
Upon hearing this, the disciples of Red Sword Sect immediately conveyed their spiritual consciousness and asked for support from the sect. But the strange thing was that the policeman who was walking toward them with a knife and asking for directions had no intention of stopping him. He still walked toward them with his official knife, banging and groping.
"Dangdang, Dangdangdang, Dangdang~"
Amidst the collision of the metal blade and the hard ground, the blind policeman walked slowly and unhurriedly. Behind him was an entire official road of broken corpses, and above him was a huge silver-white bright moon.
This horrifying scene made dozens of monks present feel a strong sense of oppression.
