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Chapter 64: The Seventh Floor of the Imperial Tomb: The Desire Layer (1)

"Ah~ Don't pull the slave, master, you're too fast! Ah~slave ...... The slave family is not good! ”

The voice is debauched to the extreme, and it is unbearable to be addressed:. Presumably, in the fish, water, joy, turning, clouds, covering, and rain.

"Lord is going to let you know who is the lord here today!" A rough voice finished with the sound of whipping.

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"Please spare us, we really love each other!"

"Let go of your! Go back with Lao Tzu and enter Lao Tzu's Red Flower Garden and want to leave? There are no doors! ”

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Listening to this voice, whether it was prodigal or aggrieved, whether it was rough or gentle, it made her uncomfortable. She once wondered if she had already left the imperial mausoleum, and if she had gone directly to the Qinglou. =-=

"Uh...... We're not wrong, are we? Ink Dye asked cautiously.

The more I walked in, the louder it became.

A lot of rotten moans, a lot of noisy gambling, a lot of grievances and cries, it seems to be all available, as if you are in the world instead of the imperial tomb.

Mu Qiyu twisted his eyebrows, and after a long silence, he said: "No, this must be the seventh layer - the desire layer!" ”

He's sure of that.

The seventh floor of the imperial tomb is very lively, not because of others, but because the yin here is the heaviest, the yin here is the most, and this is comparable to the flower street and willow lane in the world.

The desire layer, the reason why it is the desire layer is because of the soul here and the ghost here - indulge in lust! The layer of desire, the layer of desire, the color of desire, the whole layer can be called the gentle township of men and the paradise of women. Love is a very common thing here, there are casinos all over the place, whether you want to make money or want to sweat profusely, there should be something here, only you can't think of it, there is nothing you can't get!

The scene was chaotic, and even the air was filled with the smell of sin.

People have seven emotions and six desires, and the desire layer is one of the seven emotions: desire! Yes**, greedy**; Yes**, want to be satisfied**; It is the desire for wealth, the desire to be rich and noble, that has created this seventh layer, and has created the rotten and disgusting in the air! Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, and so do ghosts, but people's ** can be suppressed, and then once the ghost's ** is suppressed, it will be the consequence of destroying the world!

Therefore, the ghost will never suppress his own **, he will practice what he wants, and he will never be afraid of it. So, this seventh layer can be seen.

"I finally know why that god-killing god wants a woman." Bei Ling frowned and looked at the ethereal ghosts not far away, and smiled, "It seems that those dead women are here." He pointed to a woman in red not far away.

Everyone looked in the direction of Bei Ling's pointing with puzzled eyes.

Yes?!

What did they see? Isn't that the crown princess who died high - Zhuang Yurao? Evil - what posture is that? The high-ranking crown princess was not only disheveled and disheveled, but also knelt on the ground, her hands tightly pulling on a man's sleeve, and her mouth kept saying as if she was asking for something.

The man impatiently took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, pinched Zhuang Yurao's jaw without pity, and poured all the contents of the white bottle into Zhuang Yurao's mouth.

Looking at Zhuang Yurao again, just now she still looked like she was still pleading and pleading, and after devouring the contents of the white bottle, her expression became comfortable, and she seemed to be a little fluttering.

She staggered up from the ground with her breasts half exposed, twisted her so-called snake demon, and stumbled into a green building, Yingchun Building.

"The more I look at it, the more I think that the porcelain vase is filled with white powder, Zhuang Yurao's appearance is no different from eating white powder." Mo Ran smacked his lips and looked at the scene with disdain.

Bei Ling glanced at Mu Qinan's face and found that his expression was the same as before, without any look of annoyance.

Tsk, a man is affectionate, that's the wife he is marrying, I really can't bear it.

"In ancient times, there was white powder? Dyeing workshop, your imagination is so good, you can open a dyeing workshop. Beiling gave her a blank look.

"Ling'er, what ancient? What white powder? Mu Qiyu was a little difficult to understand the conversation between the two of them.

Bei Ling smiled slightly and "explained": "No, brother." You heard it wrong! But how can we not alarm them and get past the seventh layer? ”