The fragrance of flowers strikes people, and the fragrance is far away!

The cottage is not big, but there is a smell of spleen fragrance, a noble woman's boudoir comes into view, the eyes are full of pink and yellow curtains, the twilight is slightly cool, and it is also a dark fragrance and sparse shadow style.

On the top of his head, there are tassels one after another, swaying gently in the wind, and the complex and gorgeous clouds of silk are spread on the bed like water.

The harp stands in the corner, the bronze mirror rests on the wooden dresser, and the couch is next to the window, with delicate carvings, unknown wood, and exquisite window shadows.

The empty space is a carved empty exquisite wooden lattice, there is a storage place, or there are expressive carvings, or place strange things, or for flowers to set up vases, place emerald green bonsai, its grid is also various, or the sky is round place, or sunflower banana leaves, or a chain of half-bi, it is really a cluster of flowers, clear and exquisite!

The whole house is so fresh and relaxed, quiet and beautiful!

The bright lights dotted the fragrant boudoir, and if you didn't know what was going on at night, you would think that you had entered the bedroom of the daughter of the great nobleman's family.

Elegant!

Coming to this world, this house is the most stylish place to live in the night.

It is different from the magnificence of the Necromancer Guild, but it is better in its unique style and artistic conception, and it can also be equal to it.

The girl in the emerald smoke shirt stared at the dark night in front of her with big eyes like water and said, "Little master, do you need to take a bath?"

The dark night turned his head and stared at the woman in the green shirt in front of him, he had lived in this world with a low level of production for more than ten years, and he had never seen such a sophisticated house collapse.

Even the Necromancer Guild and the Temple of Death are also noble with gold, but the room of this little prostitute is comparable to that of a nobleman.

How can it be normal?

He's not a fool like Gallie Eugene, he never thinks about things in his head, this is a mountain village in the barren mountains and mountains, how can he talk about such restrained luxury?

Not to mention the books in the wooden plank, there is no book of his own until now, and reading books has always been the library of the academy or the library of the Necromancer Association, which is enough to see the preciousness of books in this world.

And a prostitute has something in the room that even he can't afford to buy, and he looks at the stunner in front of him at night, almost thinking that he is prostituting a young lady who is in trouble in a noble family.

It's very disobedient, he doesn't know what the purpose of the woman who brought him in after talking so much to him in front of him, but he knows that there is absolutely no good thing.

It's just because when I walked with this woman in the night, the black cloth belt on my arm was hot!

"You go first! I prefer beautiful women to take a bath, and I'll go after you've washed them. The night winked at the woman in front of him and said.

"Just rely on you, young master, wait for the slave family, the slave family will come when they go. After speaking, the girl in the emerald smoke shirt shook her eyes at the night, and turned to walk behind a door on her side.

"Waiting for you, don't let my brother and me wait!haha~~"

The dark night said a provocative word to the figure who entered the door, and when he saw the woman in the green shirt close the wooden door, his face instantly turned cold, and he pulled out the oil-paper umbrella on his back and held it in his hand, and looked out the window to the opposite side.

The dim light reflected the shadows moving up and down, and the delicate breath was even louder, and the sound of the dark night could be heard by the ears, of course, accompanied by a heavy roar.

He wanted to know who this man was, and he pinched the hour with his hand in the dark night, and the sound of this man's screaming was definitely not short, and it had not been interrupted until now.

This kind of physical strength is estimated to be completely comparable to a beginner-rank swordsman, not like a farmer who is just physically strong!

"Huh?"

The night felt as if there were not only himself and the prostitute opposite, but also people in the attic of this brothel!

It's just that the night was completely attracted by the coquettish panting and the roar of the man on the other side, and he didn't notice the dark room next to him, and just now there seemed to be a sound of breaking coming from the attic diagonally opposite.

But it was dark, not lit, and the night was a little confusing, but there was no need to care, the place itself was weird, so why bother with more creepy things.

The night retracted his gaze, and he knew that when the roar stopped, it was when the red-clothed prostitute and the woman were replaced, and at the dark red light, he passed by seven or eight times but did not see a small number of people.

The night looked back at the pink curtain on the couch, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and turned to walk there.

"Little master, I take the bath water to be warm, the newly released star peony petals, clumsy bello incense, and ......"

The night stared at the green shirt that came out of the side door, covered with moisture, and a translucent light green gauze covered her fair, lubricated skin, as if someone had torn off the obstruction and carefully spied on the color of the true country.

The flush on his face refused to dissipate, and he threw it at a glance, his eyes were like silk, as if he refused to greet him.

A green silk swooped down along his shoulders, and the crystal water droplets slid down the green silk, ticking and ticking, it was the sound that hit your heart, and her every move in her eyes, and the night did not admit it, he suddenly fell a little bit into this woman.

The bathing beauty lowered her head and took care of the green silk full of water stains, and spoke to the night, but as soon as she was halfway through the words, she suddenly glanced up at the night lying on the couch, and the second half of the sentence was directly cold for a moment, and then continued: "Don't you go yet?"

After saying this, the half-curled green gauze girl returned to her pure and slightly charming appearance.

Lying on the couch in the dark, he sat up his body, shook his head there, sighed loudly, and then said to the lovely man in front of him: "I perceive it? I just said that I thought that my low-level rank couldn't hide it from you, and I couldn't hide it like this!"

The woman in the green veil stared at the dark night on the couch with her eyes in confusion, and said to him, "Little master, what are you talking about?"

The dark night looked at the brilliant color in front of him, directly sneered sarcastically, raised his head and said to her face with a slight hideousness: "Pretend! Then pretend! Don't put on a show in front of me to seduce others, Lao Tzu's body has that heart, and it doesn't have that power." ”

"You've scared me, little master!" the beautiful woman who had just come out of the bath in green gauze leaned her head against the window, hugged her towering waves, and whispered into the night.

Darknight stepped on the bed, jumped straight up, and three pairs of miserable green lamps instantly appeared behind him, and the dark night held the black butter paper umbrella tightly in his hand, and roared at the woman by the window: "What is the purpose of people, ghosts, and ghosts?"

The green gauze girl stared at her big eyes full of tears, looking at the night pitifully, and in an instant, her crystal face was crossed by cold tears, and she sobbed softly at the window door.

The night was lazy to watch her perform, and just now when the woman named Greenshirt was bathing, he summoned three hellish abyssal dogs to hide behind the pink curtain.

This girl in the emerald smoke shirt who behaved like a civilian woman directly sensed the abyss-like aura on their bodies, but only paused for a moment in her words, which is this a civilian!

Even civilians should be frightened when they see these three vicious dogs, let alone a weak woman.

The night stared fiercely at the pitiful "man" in front of him, and said to her with red eyes: "I can't demolish this town, I can't demolish your broken brothel?"

After the night finished speaking, he pointed at the woman with one hand, and the three hellish abyssal vicious dogs behind him instantly smashed the pink curtain on the bed, and buzzed towards the green gauze woman.

This poor woman, when she saw the miserable green vicious dogs running towards her, her face instantly lost her sense of pity, and she directly rose into the air and waved at the three vicious dogs that were close to her.

In an instant, three hell abyss vicious dogs more than one person high were directly slapped away, and the carved wooden lattice was directly shattered into pieces, and the three vicious dogs let out a tragic whine in the house.

The oil-paper umbrella of the night was directly opened by him, floating in the void, and ghosts filled the air, instantly filling this dilapidated hut that had been hit by vicious dogs.

"Haha~~ That's right! Obviously, you can rely on strength to speak, but you have to get those three indiscriminate.

I don't know why you have to pull me into bed, but I know it's definitely not good.

Even your trick dares to trick me into the night, why are you angry!"

The dark night didn't pay attention to the girl in the warm and angry green cigarette shirt floating in the room, stomped on the curtain under her feet, and a miserable green color instantly spread throughout the room, and the green color reflected the handsome face of the night so gloomy.

The mouth of the dark night was even more whispered and fast, and in an instant, a huge dark green fireball with a small face in his hand smashed towards the woman in front of him.

The green gauze woman in mid-air was full of anger, and a wet green silk automatically fluttered in the air behind her head without wind, and her peerless face was slightly hideous, and she said viciously to the night rubbing the fireball in front of her: "It's a mistake to let you in, it's as annoying as a stinky beggar." ”

The woman in the emerald smoke shirt yelled at the night, dodging his fireball, turning around and breaking out of the window.

"Where to go! You waited for Lao Tzu all night, your uncle and I put my life on the line to come to you, this prostitute is the only one I say I don't prostitute, how can you say you don't obey. ”

Looking at the distant figure in the dark night, the soul fire in the bottom of his eyes beat violently, and his hands pointed forward, and the ghost wandering around the house instantly passed through the broken doors and windows, and bit towards the green figure.

"How dare the little undead do this?"

Walking out of the dilapidated house in the dark night, there was a deafening shout directly in the air, which shocked his soul for a while, and directly sprayed a mouthful of blood on the handrail of the wooden plank in front of him, stroked his chest and took two steps back, almost sitting back in the dilapidated house.

As soon as he bit the tip of his tongue in the dark night, a fishy breath directly filled his mouth, and he raised his head and roared towards the loud voice.

"Soul Harvest!"