He Ping'an had already thought about how to pretend to be a slap in the face in the next plot, but when he saw the young man suddenly turning around and walking away, he felt a little strange.
Is the name of the Palace of Eternal Life so easy to use?
While I was still thinking, a clear and sweet voice suddenly came to my ears: "Little brother Wang Yifang, this big brother, is there anyone else next to you? Can you share a seat?"
He Ping'an turned around and thought to himself, who is so short-sighted? Didn't he scare Master Liu away when he saw that troublemaker?
He faced a pair of eyes as clear as water, black and white, so clear that it made one feel ashamed.
The person who came here had a delicate appearance and an extraordinary bearing. His exposed skin was as white as gelatin, and he seemed to be a suave and elegant young man.
Could it be that she is a woman, but her chest is as flat as an airport and her Adam's apple is prominent, which does not seem to be the characteristics of a woman.
No wonder the ancients liked to raise prostitutes in the past. The appearance of the person in front of her was comparable to that of a peerless beauty, and most women were inferior.
"Hey, our young master is talking to you."
A young boy with fair skin behind this person intervened when he saw that He Ping'an didn't respond.
"How safe am I? Brother Wang, please come."
When Wang Yifang sat down, He Pingan had a thought in his mind and his consciousness quietly came out.
hiss!
This person actually has a protective magic weapon on his body, which cannot be penetrated by his spiritual consciousness. If he is forcibly probed, the magic weapon will actively alert him.
He Ping'an's expression changed, and his eyes looking at Wang Yifang became a little more solemn.
Then his spiritual consciousness reached out again, bypassing Wang Yifang and looking towards the boy behind him.
As expected, the young man didn't have a protective weapon on him.
There is such a wonderful disguise technique in the world!
After searching with his spiritual sense, He Ping'an discovered that the boy's Adam's apple was fake, his chest muscles were hidden, and he had the body of a girl.
None of Bangzi's plastic surgery techniques are as incredible as this disguise technique.
If a servant girl disguises herself as a man, the master should do the same.
No wonder Mulan joined the army in place of her father in ancient times without anyone noticing.
There is a beautiful young lady who drinks and rides horses with you every day, who would expose her?
"He Ping'an, that sounds familiar. Where do you want to go, brother?"
Wang Yifang wondered, feeling like he had heard this name somewhere.
"The Palace of Eternal Life."
He Pingan told the truth frankly and had no intention of hiding anything on this matter.
"So you are the one from the Drug Testing Department..."
Wang Yifang covered his mouth and looked at He Pingan with surprise.
"Exactly!"
After ten years of testing medicine, no one asked, but once he came out of the mountain, the whole world knew about it.
He Ping'an nodded helplessly and said, how come there are people who recognize him wherever he goes, which is similar to the feeling of those big internet celebrities in his previous life.
But, what I want is Gou...
"I am lucky to meet Brother He today.
"Serve the wine!"
Wang Yifang ordered two pots of Li Chun Yuan's finest wine and filled them for the two of them.
I paid one hundred and eighty taels of wine on the spot, not a "wine trustee".
He Ping'an felt relieved and had a good drink with her, talking about the past and the present.
One came from another world, the other was knowledgeable, and the conversation was quite speculative.
The happy time is always short-lived, and in a blink of an eye, it's already time.
"Sir, it's already late, we should go back."
The boy behind him reminded.
"No, I still want to drink."
Wang Yifang's eyes were blurry and his cheeks were red. He was obviously very drunk.
"Brother Wang, you are drunk."
He Pingan looked at Wang Yifang in front of him, exhaled like a blue, suppressed the urge to pick up the corpse, and reminded him kindly.
"Nonsense, I'm not drunk, I can still drink."
He Ping'an was secretly amused. Why did everyone who was drunk have such similar answers?
When I first started drinking, everyone pretended to be reserved. I couldn't drink because I have a small capacity for drinking.
After drinking for three rounds, I was afraid that others would say that I was not good at drinking, so I let myself go while drinking.
Wang Yifang could no longer communicate normally. He Pingan looked at the servant and said, "Then shall I see you off?"
"Thank you Mr. He, no need."
The boy shook his head in refusal, stood up, turned his hips, picked up the drunk Wang Yifang, threw it on his shoulder, and disappeared outside Lichun Courtyard in a few flashes.
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Tsk tsk tsk, you’re not afraid of spilling the wine in your stomach!
He Ping'an had noticed before that this young man's cultivation level was not low, his small body had great energy, he was a fourth-grade martial artist, his body was as solid as a rock, and his martial arts will was indestructible.
It made him even more curious about Wang Yifang's identity. It was rare for a woman to be a fourth-grade martial artist, and it was even rarer to be willing to be a servant.
However, He Ping'an did not intend to delve into it in depth. Everyone has their own secrets.
If you use yourself to save others, if your secret is known to others, of course you will not be happy in your heart.
On the high platform, the noise was even louder.
It's just that the protagonist at this time has been changed from a few dancing courtesans to Liu Ruoxiang, the oiran of Lichun Court.
As Wang Yifang left, He Pingan suddenly felt that everything was boring and was ready to leave.
When I walked to the door, I saw a beautiful middle-aged woman rushing in angrily. The servants at the door couldn't stop her and forced her to come in.
"Yang Qing, get out of here!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman's true energy stirred up, and her voice spread like a tide, spreading throughout the entire Lichun Courtyard.
There was a rare moment of silence in Lichun Courtyard.
"Madam, if you want to find your husband, you should go home and look for him at the brothel. There are many husbands here..."
A middle-aged man dressed as a nursing home came out with a lewd smile on his face, causing the surrounding guests to laugh.
"court death!"
The beautiful middle-aged woman roared, her voice solid, the sound waves exploded, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye turned into billowing waves and crashed towards the middle-aged nursing home.
"Hedong lion roars!"
"who are you?"
There was a trace of panic on the middle-aged nurse's face. It was too late to apologize at this time. The real energy in his body was stirring, and his muscles instantly bulged, turning into a giant two feet tall. The yellow real energy condensed into substance, protecting his whole body.
The sound waves came one after another. In the first wave, all the upper clothes of the middle-aged nurse were blown away. In the second wave, only his underwear was left.
By the third wave, his eyes were red and there was blood oozing from his nostrils.
The sound waves behind him were layer upon layer, like a stormy sea, with no end in sight, and the middle-aged nurse fell into despair.
He was also a sixth-level martial arts master, entering the middle-level third level, but he couldn't catch this middle-aged beautiful woman's move.
What's the origin?
"Invincible, let's go!"
With an angry roar, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared like a giant, and slapped the middle-aged nurse into the corner of the hall with a palm.
But the attack seemed a bit heavy. The middle-aged nurse groaned in pain and passed out.
I don’t know if I was stunned by the lion’s roar or by a slap...
"Mrs. Yang, the others have been stunned, can you stop?"
At the position of the middle-aged nursing home, there was an old man standing with a serious expression, not angry or intimidating. Standing in the sound waves, it was like a breeze blowing on his face. The huge sound waves could only lift the corners of his clothes.
"snort!"
"He was raving and he deserved it."
"I didn't expect that an old guy like you would come out."
The beautiful middle-aged woman glared at the old man fiercely with her almond-shaped eyes, then closed her lips slightly and put away the lion's roar technique.
"Can I not come out?"
The old man's originally serious expression showed a wry smile. He turned around and saw that the entire hall was in a mess. All the tables, chairs and benches were thrown away. Even the high platform in the middle was in disrepair, with less than half remaining.
Fortunately, the guests who come here are all rich or noble, and most of them are in the middle or third level of cultivation. They can barely withstand the aftermath of the fight. Even those with low cultivation level have protective weapons.
Only two or three people were unlucky and had some injuries, but their injuries were not serious.
"Hmph, you deserve it. Who let you foxy bastards seduce my husband-in-law!"
The middle-aged beautiful woman glanced at the oiran who was protected by the formation on the stage, and her domineering and fierce aura was undoubtedly revealed.
