[43] Beautiful women like clouds

Qianmei looked down calmly, her face unchanged.

Ji Ruxue below was wearing a smoky orchid baishui skirt dragging on the ground, and the skirt swayed with her steps, and the elegant orchids rhymed with her steps, which was beautiful. The delicate facial features on the face with just the right smile make people look comfortable, and the plump lips that are not self-red are slightly opened, which makes people unconsciously attracted.

The handsome face of Yin Yanli on the side was cold and ruthless. The aura of the superior was undisguised, as if he didn't want to be overshadowed by the momentum of the Duanmu Falcon in front of him.

The two whispered softly, very intimately.

Qianmei snorted coldly in her heart, this is a big deal?

"Li, will that thing really appear? After all, it's a legendary thing, this ......" The soft voice as the wind sounded slowly, and the slight frown between the eyebrows made people can't help but want to soothe it.

Yin Yanli's dark pupils flashed a hint of inevitable light, paused slightly, and then said in a low voice, "I'll know after tonight." ”

Linfen, this old thing, what is it selling?

With complex dark eyes, he looked at Linfen, the city lord of Shucheng who was dignified and respectful, and was neither humble nor arrogant and talking to Duanmu Falcon.

Before they knew it, they had entered the VIP room on the third floor under the guidance of their attendants.

The white-bearded old man didn't know when he flew into the high platform, his wrinkled old fingertips brushing his long beard, and the old man's voice rippled in every corner of the three platforms.

"Now that the personnel are in place, the following gambling conference is officially opened. The top three people in this meeting will have their own rewards, and the old man will not report the prizes, but I believe this is what you want!"

Before the words could be spoken, the figure had disappeared.

suddenly

Pink petals are sprinkled on the dome, swaying in the air, and the faint fragrance of flowers fills the three stations.

Four flaming red silk rippled up from the top and down like waves, and there were four stunning women in white with curtains falling down with them, their beautiful eyes flowing, a pleated skirt with scattered flowers and water mist, and a long smoke and purple light silk on their arms, a white jade condensed jade hand holding the red silk fell from above like a fairy falling into the red dust, and the green silk that reached the ankles and the skirt were intertwined and scattered in the air, beautiful.

Just when everyone was intoxicated, more than a dozen women in cyan Luo Shacui smoke skirts flew down in the sky, with exquisite facial features and stunning beauty, not losing to Ji Ruxue's posture at all. In this comparison, it can be seen how miserable the four women with light veils are for the country.

More than a dozen beauties landed on the high platform, raised their jade hands and turned around, their waists were not grasped, and the bewildering dance made people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

Qianmei's eyes lit up and looked at the high platform, and it was really 'Santai Wonderland, drunk and dreaming of death'~ Such a stunning temptation, presumably the women who have seen this scene will feel humble.

The piano and pipa chords, the light notes are swirling around the beams.

Throw yourself into it and don't want to be sober.

Before you know it, time passes.

In the distance, the golden bell rang for a long time.

The beauties are gone.

The referee flew down and said in a loud voice, "Now the competition has officially begun, limited to one to four people per game! There is no definite order before and after, no definite competition system, as long as the other people in the authorities do not object, the competition system can be determined according to the contestants!"

When the words fell, the gamblers in the side room looked excited and eager to try. Of course, this is only for those who do not know what to do today.

Wing room on the third floor

Shuoyue drank tea lightly, looked down with crooked eyes, and smiled unabated. Xiao Yu on the opposite side slipped off the high chair and ran to the railing in front of him, his eyes turned around, and suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he turned his head to Shuoyue and said excitedly.

"Brother Yue, look, it's the little brother I met in the tea shed!"

Shuoyue's gaze turned to the thousand charms below and nodded.

"He's really not been eaten by ghosts!!!!!

That expression seemed to say that Qianmei is a person who specializes in ghosts and gods, so it's not amazing!

Qianmei below looked embarrassed, can you lower her voice a little bit? Just say it out loud, it's really ...... xh:.74.240.212