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Han Xiao raised his eyes, but saw two women dressed in white walking quickly, standing in front of Han Xiao and Ye Xuan, and Ying Ying gave a salute.

These two women, who are only about 20 years old, apply a little powder, and their bodies exude the fragrance of hollow valley orchids, which is intoxicating.

"The guests came, the gentle mound was full of puffiness, and the king had been waiting for the two distinguished guests in the Bliss Palace for a long time, and the two of them went with the slaves. The woman on the right laughed coquettishly.

The white clothes worn by these two women are very exposed, revealing their delicate figures, their voices are coquettish, and the smile on their lips faintly reveals some erosive taste, which makes people can't help but feel a ripple in their hearts when they hear it.

"Gentle Mound, Bliss Palace, this King Wu Zhao is quite good at enjoying it!" Han Xiao raised his eyebrows, King Wu Zhao is dead, I am afraid that he is also a pervert.

The woman in white smiled coquettishly: "It is a blessing for slaves and maids to be favored by the king." ”

Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose, these two women, like the woman he met in the flower room before, were neither yin nor yang, and they didn't know if they were people or ghosts.

"Two girls, please lead the way. Han Xiao took Ye Xuan by the hand and laughed loudly.

Led by the two women, they passed through several more burial chambers before reaching what they called the "Palace of Bliss."

As soon as I set foot on it, I listened to the music, gorgeous and melodious, and there were petals falling from the sky, like a fairyland on earth.

Compared with the flower room outside, this palace of bliss is much larger, and the Danfang is much larger, only to see that the top of the tomb is like a heavenly dome, gathering the light of the fire veins, and illuminating the entire tomb as bright as day.

The burial chamber is leaning on the north wall, and a twelve-step stone platform is built, and there are lazy women sitting scattered on the stone steps, or lying on their stomachs, lying alive, or blowing the flute, or stroking the qin, the fragrance is pervasive, and a piece of spring light.

Ye Xuan's cheeks flushed, and she hurriedly turned her head away, and muttered in a low voice: "These women are so shameless." ”

At the top of the stone platform, there was a huge gold-lacquered throne, on which sat a tall man in white.

He didn't wear a dragon robe, he didn't wear a crown, he was dressed in plain clothes, hugged left and right, and when he saw Han Xiao and them coming in, he immediately laughed and stood up, "For many years, there will be descendants who have opened this gentle tomb with the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Balls. ”

Han Xiao stepped forward in response, bowed his hand, and said with a smile: "Senior Han Xiao, I have seen His Majesty King Wuzhao. ”

The man in white looked up to the sky and laughed, "King Wu Zhao is dead, and now, this king is just the King of Bliss." ”

Ye Xuan's pupils shrank, turned his head to look at Han Xiao, and asked in a low voice, "Childe, is he dead or not?"

Han Xiao shrugged his shoulders slightly, shook his head and said, "People are not people, ghosts are not ghosts, and I don't know if he is dead or not." ”

King Wu Zhao didn't care about what Han Xiao said at all, and ordered his concubine to greet Han Xiao and the others on the high platform.

And another beautiful woman brought the futon and asked them to sit down.

Han Xiao glanced at King Wu Zhao carefully, only to see that he was dressed in a white robe, with a ruddy complexion and an obese body, if he didn't know his name, Han Xiao would even mistake him for a rich man in his forties.

King Wu Zhao saw Han Xiao's eyes fall on the circle of fat on his belly, stretched out his hand to pat the fat, and laughed: "Although the Bliss Palace is a land of bliss, it has nothing to do all day long, and naturally raises fat. ”

Han Xiao nodded and smiled, looking around at the women around him, Huan Fei Yan and Thin had their own merits, and couldn't help but sigh: "Your Majesty is very good at enjoying it." ”

King Wu Zhao was not taboo, while hugging the beauty and touching it wantonly, he laughed loudly: "When this king was in seclusion, he brought five hundred and twelve beauties from the harem, and when he was alive, he was busy with court affairs, and now that this king is dead, why should he be pure-hearted?"

"Five hundred and twelve beauties?" Han Xiao swallowed hard and said with a sneer: "Your Majesty is really...... Good body!"

"Laugh, laugh. King Wu Zhao laughed and said: "There are more than five hundred people, and this king naturally can't be wet with rain and dew, but the twenty beauties on this bright moon covered bridge are the king's favorite." ”

"Oh?" Han Xiao touched the bridge of his nose, this King Wu Zhao is very good at vassal elegance, and even gave this step such a coquettish name as "Bright Moon Covered Bridge".

King Wu Zhao did not have the slightest imperial majesty, but seemed to be a kind elder, pointing to those beauties and smiling: "In addition to being stunning, these beauties also have their own strengths, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, garden kitchen and drama medicine, each with its own refinement, and the gentle mound of this king is well organized." To be an emperor is to be in the court, and to be the king of bliss, you only need to be at ease. ”

King Wu Zhao's gaze swept over Ye Xuan, revealing a hint of amazement, but soon left again, Ye Xuan's appearance was indeed unparalleled, but there was absolutely no one of his concubines who would serve men.

Han Xiao sighed and admired, being a ghost to be so colorful as King Wu Zhao is really a wonderful flower in the ghost world.

"By the way, Your Majesty, the juniors came this time, originally to find Your Majesty's "Burning Sky Treasure Scroll", but seeing that Your Majesty's demeanor has not diminished back then, the juniors still said goodbye. ”

Although this King Wu Zhao looked extremely kind on the surface, Han Xiao would not think that a thousand-year-old ghost was a good kind. Moreover, Han Xiao is not quite sure whether this guy is a Yin Spirit or not, and he doesn't know if his evil dragon cover can cover it.

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How do you know that King Wu Zhao actually grabbed a book directly from the cushion under his buttocks, threw it under his feet at random, and said with a smile: "The world is ignorant, and they still regard the "Burning Sky Treasure Scroll" as a treasure, in fact, what is the use of cultivating to a high level?"

"This king reigned over the world back then, and he was the number one master in the Xuanling Continent, what's the use of this? It's boring, it's really boring. ”

The corners of Han Xiao's mouth twitched slightly, and he secretly said in his heart: This ghost is really capable of pretending!

King Wu Zhao abandoned the "Burning Sky Treasure Scroll" as if he were a shoe, hugged the two Meiji on the left and the right, and said with a smile: "Since I came to this gentle mound, this king is comfortable and safe, and it is useless to have high skills." Now the concubine in my tomb, everyone has practiced this cheat, but it's just to increase some strength. If you want it, just take it. ”

The secret book, which is regarded as a treasure by everyone in the world, was actually discarded at will by King Wu Zhao like toilet paper, and Ye Xuan's girl was stunned.

Han Xiao applauded lightly and laughed, "Your Majesty is in a good realm." ”

Of course, the subtext in his heart is: pretend to be forced, I will obey you!

King Wu Zhao raised his eyebrows, sat on the throne with the beautiful woman in his arms, clapped his hands and said: "Since there are distinguished guests coming to the door, this king naturally wants to fulfill the friendship of the landlord, Li Ji, Yu Ji, and don't bring the wine and food." ”

As King Wu Zhao's words fell, two women, Ying Ying, stood up, made a blessing to everyone, and then walked gracefully into a side door.

Soon, the two bewitching and beautiful women turned back leisurely, and behind them, there were twelve servants, all of whom were scantily dressed and unclothed, even if they were a pretentious figure like Han Xiao, they couldn't help but blush slightly.

Each of these maidservants carried a tray in his hand, which was full of wine and food, brought it to a long stone table on a high platform, saluted King Wuzhao, and then withdrew again.