Cutting the grass is to eradicate the roots, and cutting off his thoughts is the truth.

Ming Yulong's eyes crossed a dark light, shook off Ming Yujin's legs, and slowly put his right hand into his arms.

On his white and jade-like face, there was a hint of pain, and with a hint of determination, he gritted his teeth and shouted:

"Ming Yujin, in order not to let you come to the Drunken Immortal Building in the future, live up to my expectations. Although this practice will make my heart ache, it will be very painful, and you may feel very uncomfortable, but today I must never suffer from it! ”

Her wolf-like and decisive gaze frightened Ming Yujin to take a step back, staring at Ming Yulong's hand in her arms, her legs clamped suddenly, and her trembling voice moved back little by little, and she didn't forget to comfort her:

"You, sister, sister...... Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, you will be sorry for your father and the ancestors of the Ming family up and down! ”

Ming Yulong glanced at his clamped legs, and sneered: "What do you think about staying in the Qinglou every day?!" ”

Ming Yujin was stunned for a moment, "Then what are you digging out, aren't you holding a knife?" "Break his life?

"Who wants to take the knife," Ming Yulong sneered lightly and touched the jade plate in his arms, "I'm going to find the boss of the Drunken Immortal Mansion and ask him to never let you in again!" ”

This jade plaque from Nalan Jun's hand must be worth a lot of money.

Those who open Qinglou naturally want to do business, and doing business is to make money.

If the jade card can be exchanged for the boss of the Drunken Immortal Building, who will not receive Ming Yujin from now on, she can be regarded as helping the deity fulfill this wish.

Having made up her mind, Ming Yulong glanced at Ming Yujin, who was still stunned, "Do you know where the room of the boss of the Drunken Immortal Mansion is?" ”

"The ...... with no name in the innermost part over there" Ming Yujin pointed to the left, and after Ming Yulong's figure disappeared in front of him, he looked at his finger in a daze.

How did he really point her out!

Looking at the houses one by one, Ming Yulong kept looking for the room on the left, and did not see a box without a name.

She thought about it, maybe Ming Yujin was dizzy and pointed in the wrong direction, on the right? I changed my mind, and suddenly I found the nameless room, leaning against the innermost room.

She knew that Ming Yujin's guy was unreliable, and she couldn't even tell the difference between left and right.

Ming Yulong tidied up his clothes, reached out and knocked on the door, "Excuse me, is there anyone?" ”

There was no sound inside.

Knocked on the door again, "Excuse me, anyone?" ”

Still no sound. But this time, the door creaked open on its own.

Aren't the people in the Qinglou in the habit of locking the door? It's too open.

Ming Yulong looked inside through the gap and saw only a little water-red skirt behind a stool. Looks like there's someone. That's good.

She pushed open the door and walked straight inside, and the entrance was a bamboo-colored entryway.

This room seems to be more luxurious than the Yingyue Pavilion where Ming Yujin is, and there is a faint elegance in the luxury, not blindly using expensive and luxurious utensils, and it is also interspersed with Meilan embellishments during the period, which is quite elegant.

The faint fragrance wafting in the air like a peach blossom is sweet but not sweet.

Passing through the entrance, everything in front of me opened up, and the space suddenly became larger, and in the middle of the room, a tall woman in red was sitting, with her head down, not knowing what Lu Dao was doing.

"Hello, are you the owner of the Drunken Immortal Building?"

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