Night, under the moonlight.

A few flower ghosts lit countless red lanterns, hung the eaves with bamboo poles, and waited until the lights illuminated Lanruo Temple, they looked at each other and smiled, as if they were in a lantern festival.

It had just fallen into the night, and many cultivators who were full of interest had already arrived here.

The average person has very little yang energy.

If quantified to calculate, there is usually only one point.

However, Yang Qi cannot be simply calculated by a single point, because after the misty Yang Qi is separated from the body, it usually turns into a miniature version of the pure white villain shape.

This is the complete state of a little bit of yang.

If you lose an arm, you lose a head, it's not a big deal, it's going to leave a lot of them.

When human beings do certain things, they often lose some of their yang energy, which will soon be made up, so they are fine.

But if a little pure white villain loses too much at once, and only one leg and one hand are left, the situation is not good.

People are like having a serious illness, their bodies are swollen, their eyes are sunken, their bags are huge, they are tired, they have memory loss, and all kinds of evils follow one after another.

In less than ten days and half a month, I don't want to recover.

If you don't take care of your body, you will lose all your yang energy at once, and you will immediately lose your spirit, and it won't take long for you to die.

"Who will receive the two new arrivals today?"

Xiaoqian, a female ghost in white, looked at a few flower ghosts and asked coldly: "They have a bad temper, if they don't serve well, maybe they will be beaten again." ”

"Sister Xiaoqian, I have a guest tonight, and every time that cultivator from Guo Beicheng comes, he only calls me by name. ”

The cold woman in blue named Youlan had joy and helplessness on her face, and told her the truth.

Xiao Qian looked under the eaves in the distance, and sure enough, there was a young man deliberately wearing the clothes of an ancient scholar, waiting quietly, glancing over here from time to time, with a very good sense of heat and anticipation hidden in his eyes.

Xiaoqian sighed, it's just a sinful affair, and it won't end well.

She looked at the rest of the people, "What about you?"

The flower ghosts looked at each other, and their beautiful faces were a little afraid.

"During the day, Sister Danzhu was just about to perform the method of bewitchment when she was beaten. And the scholar in the green shirt clearly fell for Sister Yuegui's spell, but he was not affected in the slightest. We can't really sleep with them, can we?"

Someone said cautiously.

Visitors to Lanruo Temple, if they fall into their bewitching technique, will fall into a wonderful illusion, like a dream.

I will only do things alone in bed, and I will never get tired of it, and I don't need them to really accompany me.

"You don't do this, who will do it? The master needs yang qi cultivation. ”

Xiao Qian said in a deep voice: "Don't forget that your body is in the hands of the master, she has great powers and knows everything here." If you're not afraid of death, then you don't have to pick up customers!"

A look of extreme fear suddenly appeared on the faces of the flower ghosts.

"Sister Xiaoqian, let's go, I'll get into trouble, I'll solve it myself. ”

The apricot yellow clothed laurel's face was pale, her breath was very weak, and her soul was almost suppressed by Song Zhili's golden characters, and even the main laurel tree on the tomb was affected, and many petals withered to the ground.

"It's a big deal to take advantage of it, in Lanruo Temple, it should have been resigned to fate, anyway, the two sons today are not bad in appearance......"

Danzhu, who was wearing a phoenix hairpin, said softly, her every move was full of charm, she was holding a round smooth jade, gently rubbing it on her snow-white and flawless cheeks.

There was still some pain, but fortunately it didn't swell, otherwise she would have cried sadly.

The boy she provoked was very powerful.

"I don't use the spell of bewitchment this time, let's see if he will beat me. ”

Danzhu could see it, and when he said this, there was still a slight smile on his gorgeous face.

......

In the wings.

Ye Ling was lying on the windowsill, looking at the scenery of Lanruo Temple at night, with relish.

"Knock knock!"

There was a soft knock on the door three times.

"Come in. ”

didn't push it away, Danzhu who was holding the guzheng walked in, and there was a white jade flute hanging on her slender waist.

"Childe, I'm here. ”

"Just call me by my name, Ye Ling. ”

Ye Ling turned his head and immediately laughed: "Why are you, I thought it would be a chrysanthemum, a moon season or something." ”

But it's her who comes, and she's not bad, just doing things.

Danzhu's expression froze slightly, and then he smiled and said: "As soon as I saw him in the daytime, I felt that the son was very kind, with clear love and hate, straight to the point, and a heroic style. ”

"What are you talking about?"

When Ye Ling heard this, he naturally didn't believe it in his heart, and raised his eyebrows: "Could it be that you still want to eat fists?"

"If you are afraid of Ye Gongzi, the concubine will not come tonight. ”

Danzhu didn't care about Ye Ling's ridicule, sat down with the guzheng in his arms, and asked, "Ye Gongzi, do you want to listen to the guzheng, and do you want to see the concubine playing the jade flute?"

Ye Ling looked at Danzhu's temptation curve wrapped in a red brocade dress, shook his head and said.

"There's no hurry, I have something to ask you. ”

During the day, there are many mixed people, some things are not easy to ask directly, the female ghost concubine in white is a bit tricky, if you ask forcefully, you will definitely not be able to take it, and it will directly cause casualties.

Maybe the mistake is not good.

"This ......"

Danzhu hesitated, there were some things in Lanruo Temple, she couldn't say anything anyway.

Ye Ling raised his fist and said, "You know, I don't have a good temper. ”

In his eyes, if there is no friendship with the demon and the ghost does not do good deeds, then there is no gender.

Dan Zhu smiled brightly: "Ye Gongzi will ask if he has something, and the concubine knows everything." ”

Ye Ling nodded, then pointed to the scene outside the window.

"You can come over here first and see what the hell is going on with these two people? That flower ghost is called Youlan, right?"

Outside the window, under the eaves.

Youlan, who was dressed in blue, leaned on the chest of a white-clothed scholar, her eyes full of affection.

......

in another wing.

Song Zhili had nothing to do, spreading out the white paper in front of the table, holding a brush to paint an ink landscape.

"At the moment of beautiful scenery, there is only a lack of a beautiful woman who gives me no hands, and life is as lonely as snow. ”

As he thought so, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in. ”

Laurel pushed the door in, and her soft and pretty face was both fearful and determined.

"Why are you? It's okay, as long as it's a beauty, Childe likes it. ”

Song Zhili teased, beckoned, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and come here, grind for Gongzi first." ”

Laurel didn't move, but began to undress.

"What are you doing? so direct?"

Song Zhili's expression was sluggish, and he read in his mouth: "Don't look at the gentleman's incivility, don't look at the incivility." ”

But his eyes were about to pop out, and his mouth was almost drooling, and he looked straight at Yuegui's figure.

"It's the first time you've done this? ”

The gorgeous apricot yellow clothes fell to the ground, and then Yue Gui untied her underwear, and then the white underwear, Yue Gui's delicate body trembled slightly, her cheeks were red, and she replied.

"Being in Lanruo Temple, there must always be a first time, Sister Danzhu is right, anyway, you and another son are good-looking, don't suffer. ”

Among the eight flower ghosts in Lanruo Temple, she is the youngest and the most loved, and her sisters say that she is delicate, but she is actually very strong.

Soon the white and smooth skin was revealed.

"Oh, no, yes, I love it, more, more......"

Song Zhili's voice stuttered a little for some reason.

Laurel was about to untie her last clothes when she suddenly made a move and asked questions.

"Childe, why is your face so red like a hairy crab...... You haven't seen it? Oh! It turns out that Childe is a fake disciple. ”

“...... Demons! Dare to spoil my pure heart and seek death!"

Suddenly annoyed and embarrassed in the voice.

The dazzling glare of large golden characters instantly illuminates the awkward atmosphere of the small room.

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