Just as the poems were in full swing on the painting boat, a figure quietly approached the painting boat. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The person who came did a great job, touched the water on tiptoe, and slid on the surface of the water with his strength. After only a few clicks, he came to the bottom of the painting boat, put his hand on the hull and gently forced, and his body flew to the boat very lightly.

After arriving on the boat, he unhurriedly took out a human face mold from his sleeve and pasted it on his face, kneaded it slightly, and the whole person was transformed into a personable young man.

Such a miraculous means is none other than the Thousand Faces Langjun.

After questioning Qingmingzi, he immediately rushed to Ding Taixuan. Before he could use his means, the soft-boned shopkeeper said it all. The name of the person who bought the sword was very good, what he looked like, where he lived, and even Liang Lan inadvertently told him about coming to Zuixianlou tonight, and the shopkeeper Wang also remembered it in his heart and told Qianmian Langjun.

Since the shopkeeper is so cooperative, Qianmian Langjun is not much embarrassed, leaving the shopkeeper Wang, who has weak legs and feet, and goes straight to the painting boat of the Drunken Immortal Building.

He is already extremely good at disguise, and his techniques have long been superb. At this moment, he has changed into a scholar, and it is difficult for ordinary people to see through it. As long as he sneaked into the hall quietly and looked for an opportunity to get close to that Liang Lan, Thousand-faced Langjun had absolute confidence that he could steal the sword without realizing it.

Ahem, Qianmian Langjun cleared his throat, held his head high, and walked towards the hall on the first floor of the painting boat.

"Childe stays!"

Two people suddenly walked out of the corner, one was a tall man, dressed in a black power suit, with bulging muscles on his body, it was the guard of the Drunken Immortal Building, he stared at a pair of bull's eyes, and asked Qianmian Langjun with a suspicious face.

"Please show me the invitation."

Next to him, a middle-aged man dressed as a servant looked like he was doing chores on the ship.

The first time Qianmian Langjun came to the Drunken Immortal Tower, he didn't prepare any invitations at all. simply pretended to be an arrogant gentleman and reprimanded loudly.

"Presumptuous, why do you want to know what this son is doing? Get the hell out of here! ”

The thousand-faced Langjun made a gesture to push the man away and forced him to walk over.

How do you know that the guards don't eat this set at all, he sneered and asked: "Gongzi is very raw, don't you know that this direction leads to the residence of the next person?" ”

What the?

Point so back?!

Qianmian Langjun was shocked in his heart, and forced himself to calm down: "I want you to take care of it, suspicious and suspicious, don't you want to read the invitation, oh, here you go." ”

He made a gesture like he took it out of his arms, and let go of his hand coldly, and a cloud of white mist spilled out towards the guard and the miscellaneous little two, and immediately fascinated the two of them in the aisle.

If you don't have an invitation, you can't pretend to be a son, so you have to pretend to be a miscellaneous little two and get in.

Qianmian Langjun looked at the two who fell, made up his mind, and immediately quickly picked off his small clothes and changed them for himself.

……

After changing to this suit, it is really much more convenient, but the disadvantage is that because of the identity of the second child, I can't talk directly with these readers.

After staring for a long time, he didn't see the shadow of Liang Lan, and the thousand-faced Langjun walked around the hall a few times, feeling slightly impatient.

"You, come here, fill up this son!"

A well-dressed boy who looked extraordinary waved at him, looking a little drunk from his appearance. Qianmian Langjun suddenly remembered that he was a miscellaneous junior at the moment, and hurriedly took the wine jug and walked over to fill it for the son.

Someone next to him persuaded: "Brother Gu, I've drunk a lot tonight, and the wine hurts a lot." ”

"What kind of wine hurts the body, but my son is not drunk!"

Gu Yong's face turned a little red, he lost to a nobody inexplicably tonight, and he was really bored and arrogant.

"I remember that Liang Lan, I must meet him again another day."

Liang Lan?

Does this son know Liang Lan?

Thousand-faced Langjun was overjoyed, he put on a smiling face, and asked pretending to be wooden: "This son, where is that Liang Lan son now?" ”

When Gu Yong heard this, his drunken face raised and was full of anger.

"Bang" kicked on the thousand-faced Langjun, Gu Yong pointed his finger at him and scolded: "Dog minion, you also came to mock me, do you think that your master Liang Lan is on the second floor and the beauty Qingqing and me, you will get carried away, en?" See if I don't kill you! ”

"You ......!"

Qianmian Langjun was kicked inexplicably, and he was angry, but when he thought of so many people around him, he had to suppress his anger, and silently thought in his heart: "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan, but fortunately, I already know that Liang Lan is on the second floor......"

Gu Yong went crazy and kicked and kicked him, taking the opportunity to release his resentment.

Qianmian Langjun gritted his teeth and scolded his mother in his heart: "What did this Liang Lan do, why is Lao Tzu so unlucky!" ”

……

It was very difficult to know Liang Lan's traces, and the thousand-faced Langjun, who had a blue nose and swollen face, finally sneaked to the second floor. He lay on the door of the Spring Thirteen Niang's room, quietly waiting for the opportunity.

Time passed slowly, and Qianmian Langjun waited for a long time, but the people in the room did not stop chatting. Damn, the thousand-faced Langjun wanted to break the door, and directly knocked everyone unconscious, and came to take it by force!

Anyway, it's just a few women and a weak scholar who is helpless.

Qianmian Langjun is absolutely confident in his heart, but he is also a master who has touched the threshold of the third grade.

At this moment, there was a sudden strange sound in the corridor, and the people who came walked calmly and silently on the ground, obviously all of them were practitioners. Thousand-faced Langjun hurriedly turned out of the window, only showing half of his eyes to watch, after seeing the face of the person clearly, he was also surprised in his heart, these people seemed to be stupid thieves who had been stolen by themselves a few days ago!

Seeing that they were very arrogant in the inn that day, Qianmian Langjun was angry and taught him a lesson, and in addition to the silver taels, there was also a killer document.

Thousand-faced Langjun remembered that the image of the killer clerk was not the Liang Lan in the house?!

It just so happened that you killed people, and the things were left to me.

Thousand-faced Langjun thought to himself, and quietly hid his figure.

……

After the slave maid added tea to the two, Thirteen Niang dismissed the slave maid. Suddenly, there were only two people left in the room, her and Liang Lan.

"Childe, are you sleepy?"

Thirteen Niang yawned and said with a smile: "Why don't we go to bed and talk for a while." ”

"Not really, right?"

Liang Lan scratched his head, although Thirteen Niang was very charming, he always felt a little weird. Besides, he is already "famous", and he will be sorry for Zhu Yingtai in the future.

"What's wrong?"

Thirteen Niang giggled, sat down with her waist and limbs, put her hand on Liang Lan's chest, and gently stroked it.

"Doesn't Childe like slaves?"

"This ......"

Although Liang Lan felt that it was inappropriate, her body instinctively reacted. He felt some heat in his lower abdomen and tried to suppress his desire.

Thirteen Niang still didn't forgive, her eyes were like silk, Luo Shang was lightly relieved, and her whole body was almost pasted up.

"Huhu...... Childe ......"

She exhaled like an orchid, and even more black qi spit out from her mouth, slowly drifting into Liang Lan's mouth and nose.

Not to mention scholars, even ordinary strong men inhaled so much black demon qi, and at this moment, they were slowly delirious and unconscious as if they were drunk. When the time comes, it will be killed or killed, but she will be thirteen mothers.

can be urged for a long time, Liang Lan did not have the slightest intention of falling asleep, but went up and down, so that Thirteen Niang's body also had a strange reaction.

“…… Son...... Don't ......"

Thirteen Niang gasped to stop it, and at the same time urged her divine thoughts with all her might, releasing a richer black gas, this dose, even a cow will also fall.

She never imagined that Liang Lan was also a cultivator, and the origin was a qi that was unique in ten thousand, although the black demon qi was corrosive and toxic and not to be underestimated, it was also qi in essence, unless her realm was far higher than Liang Lan, it would not have any obvious effect on Liang Lan's body at all; On the contrary, it affected Liang Lan's consciousness and produced a certain effect similar to that of an aphrodisiac.

"Ha ......"

Liang Lan felt that his whole body was hot, his breath was like a cow's gasp, the desire that had been held for a long time was aroused, and the reaction of his lower body was even more difficult to suppress, he took Thirteen Niang into his arms, kissed his mouth directly towards the delicate red lips, and held Shuangfeng with a pair of big hands, and then ripped off his shirt with a "stab" sound, revealing most of his white and tender seductive body.

After Thirteen Niang fell into the devil, she killed someone again, and the maid definitely couldn't do it, but as a woman, she couldn't find a place to commit to it for a while, so she came to the Drunken Immortal Building.

Although she is in a place of smoke and dust, she is clean, but her body is the most innocent, and she has never been touched like this. Usually, when I really meet a guest who is reluctant to use a strong one, a few black devils have passed, and they are obedient and obedient.

It's hateful that the black demon qi that is most relied on on weekdays can't play a role tonight!

The mouth was possessed by Liang Lan domineeringly, and the body was also touched, Thirteen Niang was anxious to cry out in her heart, and hurriedly pushed off the block with her hand, but how could her strength be compared to Liang Lan in estrus?

Her resistance instead aroused Liang Lan's pleasure of conquest, and the two of them rolled to the ground.

Seeing that the Thirteen Niang's position was about to be lost.