There are a lot of green buildings in Broken Soul Town, and all kinds of girls are available, whether you like a small jasper, or a bewitching ****, or an exotic beauty outside the Saiwai, you can find it in the green building in Broken Soul Town, and even in order to meet the alternative preferences of some people, each green building has more or less prepared a beautiful little princess for guests to choose. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The green building that Shi Da drove into is called the Red Clothes Workshop, which is divided into two floors, the wooden structure, the eaves of the front wall of the building fly out obliquely, quite imposing, and there is no lack of gorgeousness, and when you walk in, you will find that the inside of the Red Clothes Workshop can only be described as extravagant and gorgeous.

But no matter how gorgeous the decoration is, it can't compare to the women inside, and at a glance, all the women in the red clothes shop are like peonies competing for beauty, which makes people dizzy.

Shi Dakai can be regarded as a veteran in the flowers, and he has taken care of countless Qinglou, but at this time, he has to admit that the Qinglou in Broken Soul Town is really worthy of its reputation.

Countless beauties were in front of him, Shi Dakai's eyes lit up, he reached out and pinched the old bustard's face, and laughed loudly: "Haha! You girls all look like goblins, and the concubines of the emperor Laozi are probably not comparable. ”

The old bustard opened his eyebrows and smiled: "What the uncle said is that the concubines in the palace can be compared with the girls here!"

Shi Dakai's laughter was even more debauched, and he stuffed a piece of silver into the chest of the old bustard Bai Huahua with a smile, and said with a lustful look on his face: "Go and find the most beautiful girl here for the uncle, and there will be a reward for serving the master!"

At the beginning of the night, there were already a lot of guests in the Red Clothes Square, and the building was full of warblers and guests playing with them, and the **** atmosphere was filled in every corner.

In a private room on the second floor, a young man with a white face and a maximum age of twenty said to a middle-aged man wearing a delicate fox fur jacket next to him: "Owner, there is a Chinese army guard of the Great Qin Thief downstairs."

The middle-aged man lowered his head, as if he was thinking about something, and only after a moment of sluggishness did he raise his head slightly, and glanced downstairs, when he saw Shi Dakai who was laughing happily with a plump girl, especially the yellow cotton jacket he was wearing embroidered with the word "Daqin", his face couldn't help but show a little surprise.

The little guy bowed down and asked in a low voice, "Dongjia, do you want to send someone to verify the identity of this Great Qin thief?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Ordinary people don't dare to pretend to be the guards of the Chinese army of the Great Qin thief, and they won't get any benefit from pretending...... he snorted: "Even if it is the Chinese guard of the Great Qin thief, he is not qualified to spread wild in Broken Soul Town."

The little guy nodded, his face was calm as usual, and the middle-aged man's words revealed undisguised arrogance, but in the ears of the little guy, it seemed to be normal anymore.

The middle-aged man glanced at Shi Dakai, who was downstairs merrily, touched his chin, and said, "Since we took the initiative to send it to the door, we as the host must always treat it well." The corners of his mouth hooked up a smile: "Let Wu'er go and probe the tone of that big Qin thief, maybe you can get something."

The little girl nodded, his footsteps moved slightly, his movements seemed to be extremely soft, but his body was like a gust of wind, and in just a moment, he disappeared without a trace from the private room on the second floor.

It didn't take long for the little girl to return to the private room like a ghost, standing behind the middle-aged man with his hands on his back, as if he had never left the private room.

Broken Soul Town is really a place where dragons and crouching tigers are hidden, and a small guy has such profound skills.

At the same time, there was a clear sound of "dong-" in the red clothes shop, crisp and pleasant, like a fairy sound blowing through the ears, and the noisy noise in the building stopped instantly.

The door of a room in the middle of the second floor opened silently, and a beaded curtain hung down quietly, and in the faint haze, there was a wonderful figure sitting behind the beaded curtain, the bead curtain blocked the face of the figure, but it was still difficult to stop the madness of the men downstairs.

Mo Qingwu, the Oiran of the Red Clothes Workshop, at least half of the guests here tonight are coming for her.

If a woman has a beautiful face and is excellent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it will undoubtedly have an extremely huge attraction for men.

However, Mo Qingwu is not only talented and beautiful, but also has this thing that makes men full of desire to conquer, that is, her identity, an extremely noble identity!

Mo Qingwu is a princess of a country in the Western Regions, and the lord of the country was killed by the ministers, so she went into exile in the Han Dynasty.

Such a stunner, with the identity of a princess, how can it not make people crazy!

Behind the bead curtain, Mo Qingwu sat in front of a yaoqin, plucked his ten fingers, and heard a sound of heaven slowly sounding.

At first, the sound was still light, like a clear spring bubbling down the mountain, and after gradually becoming compact, it was like a drizzle in early spring. Listen carefully, the sound of the piano seems to have a strange magic, and the rhyme seems to whisper in the ear, which makes people intoxicated.

The guests in the Red Clothes Fang all held their breath, Mo Qingwu finished the song, they were still immersed in that beautiful realm, and they had not reminisced for a long time.

And with a soft sound, the bead curtain was slowly lifted by a green jade hand, and I saw Mo Qingwu walking to the staircase, white clothes like snow, like a dream.

Mo Qingwu was dressed in a snow-white robe, spotless. The earlobe is hung with a piece of green jade, the hair is bunned and loose, and a jade hairpin is obliquely inserted on it, which is more noble.

Her eyebrows are picturesque, but the most intoxicating thing is the lightness of her steps, her moving posture, and her smoky eyes, her every move looks delicate and lazy, and charming and charming.

Mo Qingwu shoulders are draped, made of saro, vaguely revealing round shoulders, white skin and red skin, the beauty is simply thrilling. She walked in broken steps, wrapped in silk and wrapped in her arms, fluttering and moving, indescribably beautiful.

She moved down lightly, and her every move could arouse the most primitive desires of men, and the guests in the Red Clothes Square all saw their eyes straightened, and their hearts jumped.

Shi Dakai had already pushed away the plump woman beside him, his eyes were staring at Mo Qingwu, and his greedy appearance was almost eager to swallow the other party.

Mo Qingwu smiled, looked around, and said coquettishly: "Little girl Mo Qingwu, this is polite!" He looked coquettish, and when he spoke, his eyes were full of flow, and he was indescribably seductive.

There was a commotion among the guests of the Red Clothes Workshop, some shouted for Mo Qingwu to play another song, and some waved thick silver tickets in their hands, and their dirty and explicit intentions were clearly visible.

Mo Qingwu had long been accustomed to seeing it, and his smile retreated to the side, but when he was walking, a pair of amorous eyes glanced at Shi Dakai's location intentionally or unintentionally.

Shi Dakai has been staring at Mo Qingwu intently, how can he not feel the other party's gaze, and when the two of them met their eyes, he suddenly stood up excitedly, if it weren't for the fact that there was still a trace of clarity in his mind, knowing that the Qinglou in Broken Soul Town was not the Qinglou in ordinary places, and his identity as a Great Qin Army might not be good, I am afraid that he would have already rushed up to hold Mo Qingwu into his arms.

At this time, the old bustard walked to the front of the stage, and the guests thought that she was going to follow the usual rules in the Qinglou and let the guests bid loudly, and the highest bidder could spend a good night with Mo Qingwu tonight, but they didn't want the old bustard to come to Mo Qingwu's side after coming on stage, and after the two whispered a few words, Mo Qingwu returned to the room behind the bead curtain under the disappointed eyes of everyone.

As soon as Mo Qingwu left, the guests were clamoring, and the old bustard walked straight to Shi Dakai's side without paying attention, and said loudly with a smile on his face: "This master, congratulations, my girl please go upstairs for a while."

When Shi Dakai heard this, he couldn't believe his ears, and when he reacted, he felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, and he didn't think about it deeply, so he instinctively nodded and agreed under the drive of ****, and followed the bustard to the second floor.

The guests who were watching were all envious, and some were dissatisfied, but when they saw the word "Daqin" on the back of Shi Dakai's yellow cotton jacket, they all closed their mouths stupidly.

The guests in the Red Clothes Workshop are not afraid of things, but in the face of the Chinese army guards of the Great Qin Thief, they still have the intention of not causing trouble, and it is obviously not a wise move to offend the Great Qin Thief for a woman.

After a while, Shi Dakai walked into a room with the bustard, sat in it for a while, and a maid brought fragrant tea, Shi Dakai's body was unbearably hot, and he took the teacup and drank it in one gulp.

As soon as the tea was drunk, a slender figure walked out of the inner room, and it was the Oiran Mo of the Red Clothes Workshop.

Mo Qingwu seemed to have just bathed, her hair was hanging low, her face was flushed, her eyes flashed with a slight smile, and her body exuded a faint jasmine fragrance.

Such a plain dress reflects her beauty abnormality.

Shi Dakai looked at Mo Qingwu, his reddened eyes widened again, and after swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, the whole person was like a hungry wolf, and pounced on Mo Qingwu suddenly.

Mo smiled lightly, waved his jade arm, and a weak and boneless little hand actually pushed away the sturdy Shi Dakai, who staggered to the side of the bed.

Shi Dakai touched his back that was a little painful, and a trace of confusion appeared on his face, but he didn't seem to be surprised at all by Mo Qingwu's strength, his eyes gradually showed a bit of confusion, and he got up from the side of the bed stiffly.

Mo Qingwu stepped forward to support Shi Dakai, staring at the other party's eyes tightly, her expression was faint and changeable, and after a while, she suddenly showed an intoxicating smile and said: "Uncle, don't be anxious, as long as you are obedient, the slave family will let you fiddle tonight."

Shi Dakai laughed strangely and said vaguely: "Obedient...... Be obedient! ”

Mo Qingwu smiled charmingly: "Uncle, you must tell the truth, and you must not deceive the slave family!" As she spoke, there seemed to be a faint brilliance flickering in her eyes, and her voice was irresistibly magnetic.

Shi Dakai sat paralyzed on the bed, his eyes were no longer focused, and he said with a blank face: "If I tell the truth, I must tell the truth......"

Mo Qingwu stood up with satisfaction, and looked at Shi Dakai in front of her, at this time there was no trace of a charming smile on her face, replaced by a cold color like ice and snow.

The room was silent, Mo Qingwu walked to the wardrobe and took out a silk robe from it, and just as she was about to wrap the silk robe around her shoulders, the candle flame on the table next to her suddenly flickered, Mo Qingwu noticed that her body suddenly froze, but her face did not change, and she slowly turned around and walked towards the door.

Shi Dakai seemed to be asleep, sitting on the bed without moving, only a pair of dull eyes, which turned with Mo Qingwu's walking.

Mo Qingwu seemed to have forgotten Shi Dakai, she didn't look at the other party again, her feet moved lightly, and she walked to the door seemingly casually, probably planning to push the door out.

But just as she put her hand on the deadbolt, the candle flame on the table flickered again, accompanied by a bitter cold wind, and a slight sound.

Time seemed to stand still, Mo Qingwu's hand on the deadbolt could no longer move a single inch, she just stood still, like a picture that had been permanently frozen.

But in the picture, Mo Qingwu's right side of his neck has an extra cold battle knife......