After a day of attraction evaluation and entertainment, Chen Haiming dragged his drunken body back to the collapsed hotel that had been booked in advance.

The two local beauties who had just resigned from their partners and borrowed the translator brought them waved their hands to their rooms with the two assistants who were traveling with them.

Hemming immediately went from a drunken state to a normal state, showing a sly smile.

He has the posture of a peerless good man, but his mouth is straight and yelling.

"Hmph, who is my morning Haiming, who is lustful but not groaning, has been in the midst of thousands of flowers, and has not touched the leaves, he is the ultimate example of a peerless good man!

Just two vulgar fans want to break my bottom line? If you think lightly, let's look at the company's evaluation report!

If your travel hardware here is as hard as I am, I don't have to worry about no one delivering it to my door, right? ”

It's not that his own team is pumping the wind, and he has to stay away from such a remote route.

It's really that the Chinese people have begun to see more of the world and want to taste something fresh, and as the person in charge, he can't let the team's planning efforts go to waste in vain, so he came here.

He is now in a small city on the coast of Vietnam, which has rich tourism resources and distinctive customs and folk customs, but the development is not perfect, and it seems to be a little backward.

Just now, the partner also wanted to bribe him privately through various means, wanting to reach this cooperation, after all, the tourist resources of the motherland are a piece of fat, and everyone wants to eat a bite.

Changed out of his clothes that smelled of cigarettes and alcohol, and came to the bathroom mirror in a bathrobe, and when he saw himself in the mirror, he began to narcissize again.

"Alas, it's really handsome, the man has forty-one flowers, and it's not wrong for me, a Ben San, to say that it is a bud to be released!

Look, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a body of muscles, it's no wonder that bees and butterflies are attracted everywhere, you, you, it's just a disaster! ”

Hemming pointed to himself in the mirror and "scolded" fiercely, and finally kissed himself very disgustingly before leaving the bathroom.

With his firm chest exposed, he lay on the bed and closed his eyes, feeling drowsy.

At this time, a cold breath permeated the floor of the spacious luxury suite, slowly filling the entire space.

A thin layer of water vapor even gathered on the ground, and a graceful figure emerged, wearing a long tulle skirt, with all kinds of styles.

Slowly drifted to the side of Haiming's bed, stared at the man who seemed to be asleep, with a look of hatred, stretched out his purple ghost claws, and just wanted to grab at the man's heart, the man spoke.

"What? You've seen it all, and you still want to destroy the flowers with your hands? ”

Heming opened his eyes, revealing his white teeth, smiled evilly, and pushed over at the ghost claws he caught!

Two strands of spiritual power, one good and one evil, rushed out of a black basket circle like a Tai Chi Yin and Yang fish in his abdomen, spiraling up from his arm and bursting out from the palm of his hand!

In an instant, the female ghost flew away, hit the wall and fell, looked up at Haiming with a painful and shocked face, and immediately turned into a stream of water vapor and disappeared into the ground.

"Alas, I just can't bear to be heavy on beautiful women, and I'm a ghost in Vietnam, and I can't talk about life because of the language barrier, otherwise how can I let you go so easily?"

Feeling that the ghost aura was away in an instant, Haiming smiled and said unashamedly, shook his head for a moment, got up and went to the bathroom to take a bath in a bathrobe.

As soon as I entered the hotel room just now, I felt unusual, and I kept nagging as if I was talking to someone else.

I went into the bathroom and changed my clothes and didn't take a shower, but went back to lie on the bed and pretend to be asleep, just to let that thing show up and find out.

Now I know, it's a female ghost, and he actually attacked him, could it be that he is usually handsome and compelling, and this woman loves and can't end up depressed?

That's why she came to the door and wanted to take him down as her ghost husband?

The warm water was sprinkled on Haiming's head, and Haiming began to YY again, thinking back to the situation of the inspection route in the past few days, and wondering when he had offended such a thing.

After thinking about it, he simply didn't want to think about it, and took a hasty shower and lay on the bed looking at the smallpox, the hazy headlamp was full of thoughts.

In fact, he felt that thing just now, and he was a little scared in his heart, his ability was limited, and he had suffering.

When he learned the Dao Fa from that person, he was already an adult, his muscles and bones had already been shaped, and his cultivation was very slow.

Even if there were many masters who taught him at that time, he had only learned a lot of methods, and his own cultivation had not made great progress.

It's been almost ten years now, and his skill is less than one-fifth of what he was when he was twenty years old.

Let's say that he is a waste material, he didn't admit it even if he was killed, for him only cultivated Dao at the age of twenty, and he reached this level in ten years, which is not slow in the world.

But for that person, Hai Ming is definitely not a waste of wood in front of him, but Hai Ming feels that there is nothing to be ashamed of, in front of that person, everyone is waste wood.

Hemming can be said to be a waste of firewood, but only by that person himself.

"By the way, where have you been, brother? I miss you~ And you, Min'er~ Has he found you? ”

Haiming sat up, watched, stroked the mark on his abdomen that looked like a yin and yang fish, and muttered.

This mark was formed by that person by chance in order to save him, and it has infinite wonders, one black and one basket, with bright colors, and it is also because of it that Heming has escaped death many times.

His Dao skills are not very powerful, but when that person is still there, his protection has never been broken, and he can be regarded as a flower in the greenhouse on the way to Dao.

Thinking of this, Heming had tears in his eyes, how many people were left in the group of people who were once so lively?

He often said that he was in the prime of his youth, but it seemed that the real youth was long gone......

He had been pretending to be drunk at night, and now, he really wanted to get drunk and go back to the past......

But I really can't go back......

The next day, Heming slept until ten o'clock in the morning, and if it weren't for the two assistants who came and called several times, he really didn't want to get up.

He's blowing water happily in his dreams!

After some washing, he changed into formal clothes, combed his back with a stinky fart, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled narcissistically at the mirror.

He had been pretending to be drunk at night, and now, he really wanted to get drunk and go back to the past......

But I really can't go back......

The next day, Heming slept until ten o'clock in the morning, and if it weren't for the two assistants who came and called several times, he really didn't want to get up.

He's blowing water happily in his dreams!

After some washing, he changed into formal clothes, combed his back with a stinky fart, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled narcissistically at the mirror.

"Hey, you're such a handsome gentleman, so handsome!"

Happily walked out of the hotel room, seemingly unconcerned about what had happened last night, according to him.

"Being taken in by a beautiful woman is not something to make a fuss about~"

He had been pretending to be drunk at night, and now, he really wanted to get drunk and go back to the past......

But I really can't go back......

The next day, Heming slept until ten o'clock in the morning, and if it weren't for the two assistants who came and called several times, he really didn't want to get up.

He's blowing water happily in his dreams!

After some washing, he changed into formal clothes, combed his back with a stinky fart, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled narcissistically at the mirror.

(End of chapter)