In a circular hot spring pool inside the Yin Red Palace, a woman with a bewitching face was washing her skin like snow, she took out a handful of water with red rose petals and splashed it on Yang Huaiping, who was holding a big red dress beside her, bowing her head and trembling, "Come here, I'll say a word to you!"

Yang Huaiping couldn't help frowning, but he still paced to the side of the woman with a bewitching face.

The woman with a bewitching face stood up and slowly walked to Yang Huaiping, who lowered her head, and she picked up the skirt in Yang Huaiping's hand and put it on her body.

"You said that you men, all of you are hypocritical to death, people like you, I can't wait to kill you all in one day!" The woman with a bewitching face looked at Yang Huaiping and said such a sentence for no reason.

After hearing this, Yang Huaiping couldn't help but shudder, he lowered his head and looked very nervous, the woman with a strange face took out the exquisite cigarette pouch pot on her waist and smoked it, she took out a copper mirror from the side of the bathroom and began to comb her hair with pear blossom wood, thrush, and rouge to comb her hair carefully.

After a long while, the charming woman with a charming face in the dress walked lightly in front of Yang Huaiping, she stretched out her soft Qianqian jade fingers to pick up Yang Huaiping's chin, stared at Yang Huaiping and smiled: "Am I beautiful?"

Yang Huaiping swallowed a mouthful of saliva with a bitter face: "Beautiful, so beautiful!"

"I see that you are an honest man, and I also like to listen to honest people, how about you being my harem prince in the future, if you promise me, I can not kill you for the time being!"

Yang Huaiping bit his lip tightly and thought about it repeatedly, and after a long while, he coughed and said in a dry throat: "Okay, I promise you!"

The woman with a bewitching face took out a set of clothes embroidered with purple bamboo, simple cloth shoes, and an origami fan inlaid with gold thread from the royal blue ring between her fingers, and she handed these things to Yang Huaiping and said, "Put it on, I'll take you out for a walk!"

Yang Huaiping took the clothes from the hand of the woman with a bewitching face very restrainedly, and he slowly took off the clothes on his body with a deep frown.

But at this moment, the bulging paper in Yang Huaiping's arms was scattered all over the ground, and after the woman with a charming face saw this scene, she couldn't help but sneer, "Didn't you say that you didn't bribe the little ghost around me, this can be regarded as revealing stuffing!"

Yang Huaiping stayed in place and was stunned, he didn't speak but changed his clothes silently, Yang Huaiping thought to himself that Yue Wang Goujian had been lying on salary for decades, he himself must be patient and quiet, waiting for the opportunity to pick the flowers on the other side and then retreat.

It didn't take long for Yang Huaiping to put on his clothes, and at this time, the woman with a charming face reached out and patted Yang Huaiping's rickety waist, she handed the mirror on the dressing table to Yang Huaiping, and said in a slightly cool tone: "Look at you, a slave statue, you trampled on my clothes in vain!"

Yang Huaiping took the bronze mirror with a trembling palm, he took a picture of the bronze mirror, Yang Huaiping saw that his face in the bronze mirror was full of fear, a deep fear of death.

Looking at the cowardly and frightened expression in the bronze mirror, Yang Huaiping felt very disgusted in his heart, he hated himself with this appearance, and he hated himself even more when he was played with by a woman.

So, Yang Huaiping clenched his fists, he slowly raised his head and slashed with a kind of reluctance, and dared to pull the emperor off the horse, looking at the woman with a bewitching face with an indomitable momentum.

The woman with a bewitching face looked at Yang Huaiping with a smile and said, "That's it! Take off the disguise on your body and be yourself, okay! Come with me!"

Immediately, the woman with a bewitching face took the lead and walked out of the hot spring, Yang Huaiping sorted out a strand of snow-white hair hanging down his cheeks, he pursed his lips and paced up.

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Gradually moving away, the bewitching woman took Yang Huaiping into the red palace with the white bone throne on the high platform, she sat on the white bone throne with a wave of her big sleeves, and Yang Huaiping was like a javelin standing straight beside the bewitching woman, at this time in the palace that looked eerie, many green-faced fangs, ugly appearance, holding axes and hooks and forks of the ghost cha have been standing on both sides of the palace for a long time.

At the moment when the bewitching woman and Yang Huaiping entered the red palace, the ghosts on both sides of the palace focused their eyes on Yang Huaiping, and their faces showed a look of surprise and incomprehension.

The woman with a bewitching face took out a delicately crafted cigarette pouch pot from her waist and took a puff, she said in a cold tone: "This man next to me is my newly elected prince of the harem, if you have that one who is not convinced, you can compete with him!"

In just an instant, an ugly-looking monster with a pair of wings on his back, a height of three meters, green flames in his hair, and a broad axe in his hand, stepped out, "Lord Yaksha, let me try him, if this kid is too weak, I want him to be unworthy of Lord Yaksha!"

Hearing this, a group of cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the Yin Hong Palace all laughed loudly, Yang Huaiping glanced at the woman with a bewitching face, and then he jumped off the high platform in the palace.

Yang Huaiping squinted at the ugly-looking monster in front of him and said, "You are too weak, you are not my opponent at all!"

After the ugly-faced monster spurted out a heavy breath from his nose, he suddenly raised the broad axe in his hand and slashed towards Yang Huaiping with great force.

At this moment, Yang Huaiping immersed himself and began to meditate, and in an instant, a three-headed and six-armed man with a bun on his head, holding a fire-tipped spear, with a Qiankun ring on his arm, his waist wrapped around the heavenly silk, and Nezha, who stepped on the hot wheels, came out from the top of his head, and Nezha snatched away the sharp attack at once, and he threw it on the ground of the Yin Red Palace one by one.

The ugly-faced monster was suddenly trembling with fright, and he quickly knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, "Daxian spares his life, Ah Bi has no intention of rushing into Daxian, and please spare Daxian!"

Yang Huaiping slowly opened his eyes, and the Nezha phantom above his head also dissipated, Yang Huaiping coldly glanced at the people in the hall, and said in a cold tone: "There is still one of you who is not convinced, although you can come out and compete with me!"

Everyone in the Yin Hong Palace looked sincere and frightened, lowered their heads, and no one dared to stand still to speak, Yang Huaiping took out the origami fan with gold wire on his waist, and he fanned it very chicly and jumped to the high platform.

The enchanting woman took a deep puff of her cigarette, and she slowly spit out: "Since everyone has no objections, then the man next to me will be the prince of my harem in the future, and he will go to Shahua City to arrest people on my behalf in the future!"