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As soon as Heng Qian sat down, a beautiful woman immediately greeted her, it was not a rare beauty to be seen in the country, Heng Yan was very afraid to stop her when she was about to arrive: "A pot of Qin dry tea!" The beauty froze and looked at Heng Yan's red face to know that Heng Yan was shy, but seeing Heng Yan's handsome cheeks was a woman who stuck to it. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the woman turned around and left, with a hint of laughter. Heng Yan looked at his words and looks, and the people who came here were all here to see the demeanor of the beautiful monks of the concubine family, and a small number of them came to talk about business! Heng Qian is to understand the customs and customs here, and Heng Qian sits in the hall on the first floor, this teahouse is also divided into grades, and the box on the second floor is not something that ordinary rich people can enter, and they also need some status. "Guest officer, your tea" The beautiful young woman's delicate face appeared in Heng Yan's sight, and the beautiful woman covered Heng Yan's sight with half of her face sideways, and said to Heng Yan with a smile: "Guest officer, do you have any other needs?" Heng Qian was very embarrassed that since Li Chunxue Ji, Heng Yan has not had the opportunity to contact a girl so closely, this girl must be deliberate, obviously the purpose is also very clear

。 "Anitabha!" Heng Qian lowered his head and turned around, "No...... Yes!" The girl still did not give up, and she must take a look at her and then go around. Heng Qian immediately stood up from his seat, "Can the little monk visit?" Before waiting for the girl's promise, Heng Qian walked away. A beautiful feminine stomping left in place. Heng Qian walked around in the tea room, this concubine's door was not covered, and most of their exercises were done from paintings. If it is an orthodox female cultivator, the magic weapon does not care about two things - the judge's pen and the picture scroll. The murals painted on this wall are all very bewitching and very bewitching, and the clothes are quite revealing! The murals record some historical deeds of the concubines, such as when it was established and when it faced separation...... Just when Heng Qian was in high spirits, a large piece of green rock suddenly fell from the ceiling, and there was a bang, but fortunately, Heng Yan's agile and divine sense was already abnormal, and he immediately avoided it, Heng Qian looked upstairs, only to see that there was a piece missing on the floor upstairs, and Heng Yan directly saw the scene upstairs. Qinggang Rock is not an ordinary product! A single piece can be sold for a few middle-grade spirit stones, which are used to build important inner chambers, and the hard, extremely ordinary third-order spells are helpless.

Through the big hole in the ceiling, Heng Ling happened to see a girl with a covered face being pressed by her subordinates, her expression seemed to be very angry, and she could swallow people alive through eye contact: "I'm here, Fat Hu, do you think this is opened by your family? You want to fight with me, you have to smash things and you must pay me for it, otherwise you can't get out of this door" and on the other side, a fat man with fine skin and tender flesh was wearing a belt of gold scales and Wan Bai, and at first glance he knew that he was a loser: "Yo! This dead fat man didn't forget to talk to the minions around him.

"Bang!" A burst of smoke came upstairs again, and the room next door was pierced, and two young people came out of it, with long hair over the shoulders, and a red swastika mark between the eyebrows, and a strong Buddhist spirit covered the clouds, and a card knew that the exercises were very special. Another gossip dragon and phoenix robed green sword split into two and buzzed in the air: "Monk! This is not a big place! Let's go out and fight!" The long-haired lay disciple seemed to be very happy: "Hmph! What are you kidding, I can put you here a few times" The tone was very arrogant, not at all in line with the tone of the Buddhist disciple. In fact, fights and brawls are not allowed in the city, and there are some local guards in the city who will go to stop them when they find that there is a big fluctuation of spiritual power in that place. Heng Qian looked around, and sure enough, in the far corner, there was a group of law enforcement disciples in brown clothes, Heng Yan looked at them, and pointed to the ceiling, as if to signal that something big had happened to them. What's funny is that not only did they not respond, but Heng Qian also buried his head lower, Heng Qian checked that they were all a group of foundation building monks, what was there to be afraid of? Even funnier was still to come, and I don't know why the others hid away as soon as they saw what happened, looking frightened! This is strange? Could it be that this group of troublemaking monks is justified? As soon as Heng Yan let go of his divine sense and detected their bodies, he realized that he was a little hairy child in the middle stage of foundation building? What is there to be afraid of? This little girl is also a grumpy material, not to mention a judge's pen with phoenix wings came out of her hand. The beast-shaped jade pendant in front of the fat man's waist was in front of the fat man. This is a fooled little girl's face with a wicked smile, manipulating the judge's pen to write runes on the jade pendant.

"Burst" the girl on the façade with a proud face. I saw that the runes on the jade pendant emitted a red light, and they burst one by one. The fat man was also scared half to death, if it was painted on his body, ten lives would not be enough, this wild girl would be a flower! The fat man's belt was out of his body like a spirit snake, how could he look carefully to know. "Wow, it's a mini dragon," the crowd sighed, this dragon-shaped magic weapon is not something that can be created casually, and it must have hardware such as dragon blood. Top magic weapon? Damn! Can you restrain yourself a little? Heng Qian is really about to collapse, he is a magic weapon or he picked it up from the sea of blood, these two are good, as soon as they make a move, they are magic weapons to fight! And the Buddhist disciples over there do not change their great ability to cause trouble, "Little Taoist, look at your grandfather's Xianglong knife, a big knife that exudes strong attributes and slashes towards the two thin green swords with momentum." Heng Qian was helpless again, this time pointing to the law enforcement disciple and pointing to the vicious fight incident upstairs! This time, the figures of the disciples who practiced fingering were gone, and the teahouse became empty.

Heng Qian was so helpless that he wouldn't try this trip to troubled waters. Heng Qian was about to walk away when the upstairs completely fell, boom!!"Collapse!!" I don't know which immoral ghost shouted. Fortunately, Heng Qian was directly under the hole, so he didn't hit it! But it fell between the second floors, and Heng Qian just squeezed in the middle of the two fighting groups. At this time, they were quite unanimous: "Hey, monk, who are you!" "Oh my God! Why does this kind of ugly thing have my share every time Heng Qian snorted: "The little monk came in here to borrow a cup of tea" Before Heng Qian finished speaking, the masked woman on the opposite side couldn't help it, and greeted Heng Cheng together, Heng Qian immediately closed his waist and compared it, and the green sword here was densely washed over. Heng Yan really couldn't help it! The eldest young master, wait for the little monks to spank one by one! Hmph!

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