In a delicate room in Fumanlou, Nie Xiaoqian was eating a table of delicious dishes like a storm, but after she finished eating, these dishes were still on the table as they were, as if no one had touched them, but there was no taste in them.

Yang Huaiping took a bowl of silver carp soup and handed it to Nie Xiaoqian: "Xiaoqian, you eat slowly, no one will rob you?"

Nie Xiaoqian took the soup in Yang Huaiping's hand, she smiled at Yang Huaiping, and then scooped a spoonful with a milky white soup spoon and put it in her mouth, Nie Xiaoqian wiped the oil stains on the corner of her mouth and said with a satisfied face: "Brother Yang, I'm full!"

Yang Huaiping casually poured a glass of wine from the table, and he drank it all and said, "Then take a break!"

At this time, Nie Xiaoqian pouted and said, "Brother Yang, I don't have a physical body, I can only eat its taste, and I can't satisfy the desire of my tongue!"

Yang Huaiping played with the wine glass in his hand, and he muttered: "Isn't it good not to eat the fireworks in the world, what do you always want to do in the flesh, when you cultivate to the immortality of the soul, a quiet thought, out of the dark and into the underworld, out of reincarnation, immortal ghosts and immortals, that life is simply more comfortable than the immortals!"

Nie Xiaoqian pursed her lips, she muttered by herself, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

Yang Huaiping put down the wine glass he was playing with, he paced to the door of the room and plugged in the crosswood, and then Yang Huaiping sat cross-legged on the ground, and he slowly walked towards Nie Xiaoqian.

Nie Xiaoqian's mind was exquisite, and she could naturally guess the purpose of Yang Huaiping's coming, and in an instant, her heart suddenly beat hard, and her face was even more blushing.

Yang Huaiping hugged Nie Xiaoqian from behind, and his hand slowly reached into Nie Xiaoqian's arms and said gently: "Xiaoqian, look at this red wax high fever, under the beautiful night, should we ......?"

"Hmm!"

Nie Xiaoqian buried her head very low, almost lowering her beautiful chest, and she lightly opened her pink lips and said in an inaudible voice.

Yang Huaiping no longer hesitated and directly carried Nie Xiaoqian into the bed in the room, and he began to move skillfully and understandingly.

Nie Xiaoqian pursed her lips tightly, and she closed her eyes and looked a little restrained.

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A cloud rain gradually kicked off, and the whole room fell into a very ambiguous atmosphere.

Just as Yang Huaiping was getting better, the door of his room was kicked open, his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and his head was wrapped around white cloth, and the richly dressed son rushed into Yang Huaiping's room with a group of evil slaves, and he looked at Yang Huaiping's body sitting cross-legged in the room.

Immediately, the richly dressed boy pointed to Yang Huaiping's body sitting cross-legged and said sharply to the evil slave behind him: "It's me who is beaten by this little bastard, you will beat me to death!"

In an instant, the evil slave family behind the richly dressed boy brother rushed up and punched and kicked Yang Huaiping's body, adding sticks and knives.

In the warm tent of the Spring Festival, Nie Xiaoqian whispered: "Brother Yang, they are moving your body, don't you care?"

Yang Huaiping took a sip on Nie Xiaoqian's pink lips, and he muttered: "I'm also a qi practitioner who refines the gods and returns to the void realm, just their three or two hits on my body are simply insignificant, besides, the two of us can't give up halfway!"

At this time, the richly dressed boy saw Nie Xiaoqian's charming and moving figure in the warm tent of the Spring Festival, and his face suddenly smiled like a chrysanthemum blooming brilliantly.

A wicked slave said to the richly dressed boy: "Fei Gongzi, the body of that little miscellaneous hair seems to be beaten of iron, the sticks in their brothers' hands are discounted a few times, and the Pu knife is even more curled, but I can't help that kid!"

The richly dressed boy saw Nie Xiaoqianmiaoman's figure through the curtain covered by the bed, and a nameless evil fire suddenly stirred up in his heart, he couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and said: "You all go out for me, no one is allowed to come in without my permission!"

Immediately, the evil slave shouted that the group who was beating Yang Huaiping's body walked out of the door of the room, and after rubbing his hands with the richly dressed boy, he pulled out a blue dagger from his waist and walked towards the warm tent where Yang Huaiping was.

After Yang Huaiping saw the lewd figure of the richly dressed man, the corners of his mouth raised and outlined a shallow smile, and then Yang Huaiping took out a hand from Nie Xiaoqian and suddenly waved it towards the richly dressed man, and a true qi shot on his neck.

For a moment, the richly dressed man stood motionless, Yang Huaiping seemed to feel that this kind of bed thing was a little indecent after seeing it, so he took out two pieces of paper from the bag embroidered with roses.

After Yang Huaiping muttered a few words of mantra in his mouth, the two pieces of dark paper flew out of the curtain on their own, covering the eyes of the richly dressed man, and then he put his hand into Nie Xiaoqian's arms and pounded for a while.

After about a cup of tea, Yang Huaiping put on the clothes scattered on the bed in a hurry, and he escaped into his body.

When Yang Huaiping saw that the clothes on his body had become tattered, a nameless fire rose in his heart, Yang Huaiping picked up a jar of wine on the table and walked straight to the richly dressed man and walked over.

The richly dressed man saw Yang Huaiping with a cold light flashing in his eyes, he couldn't help but think of Yang Huaiping's ruthless methods, the richly dressed man was suddenly frightened and trembled, his lips trembled and said: "This young master, I Fei Qishan has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, you have a lot of them, just let me go!"

The corners of Yang Huaiping's mouth showed a disdainful smile, and he threw the wine jar on the head of the richly dressed man with his backhand, Yang Huaiping scolded, "You kid is very fat, you dare to break into Lao Tzu's room, I think you kid is a mouse licking the cat's nose - looking for death!"

In an instant, blood mixed with wine gushed down from the top of the richly dressed man's head, and Yang Huaiping carried the richly dressed man's neck with one hand and carried him out of the room like a little chicken.

Yang Huaiping didn't even glance at the richly dressed man, he shouted to the shopkeeper downstairs, "Xiao'er, bring some more wine and food, find someone to come up and clean up the room, and find someone to buy me a set of clothes!"

At this time, Nie Xiaoqian put on her clothes and walked out of bed, she walked to the dresser in the room to make up and fix her somewhat messy hair.

Yang Huaiping took out a book with a dark glow from the bag embroidered with roses, he paced to Nie Xiaoqian's side and handed the book to her: "Xiaoqian, this is a book I scavenged in the underworld, it is a ghost cultivation method, I let Niu Tou Ma Mian look at it at the time, and their eyes were straight at that time, which shows that this book is not bad, you just cooperated well, this book is rewarded by Brother Yang!"

Nie Xiaoqian blushed and took the book with a faint black light in Yang Huaiping's hand, and she muttered softly, not knowing what she was saying.