It's another day of dusk, but more and more people are popping up on the streets, and a large number of experienced participants have returned from the competition venue.

Whether it was competing, watching, or waiting in line, it was a stressful day. Fatigue combined with hunger made them start looking for places to eat and relax in all corners of the street.

Of course, the big and small traders will not let go of this opportunity to make money, desperately shouting, shouting, and attracting the contestants who hurriedly walk past them.

"Little brother, come, where do I have a good place to go, eat, drink and have fun, you are satisfied" A middle-aged man grabbed Zimo.

This middle-aged man saw Zimo wearing a noble, plain white Confucian robe, a rich and gorgeous cloak of brocade and tulle, and a few of his clean buns dancing lightly in the wind, setting off his angular face and adding a bit of chic.

Tight-fitting and large-scale cloud climbing pants, stepping on fourth-level running shoes, this dress is worth hundreds of taels of silver, and he is definitely a rich boy.

Zimo's eyes wandered around for most of the hour, wandering around the surface street, not even finding any information, and being dragged by many vendors.

In his troubles, Zimo was moved by this man's words: "Eat, drink, and have fun, everything, the place should be very big!"

"Rouyun Pavilion! big, big, not only big, but also the place is elegant, few people come to disturb, it will definitely make the son have fun."

"Okay! If it's really like what you said, I will be greatly rewarded" Zimo puffed his chest and held his head high, looking like a pompous boy.

"Grandma's legs, legs, just don't have a fan in your hand, pretend to be chic" Zimo followed the man and walked towards a small alley with a big grin.

Walking through the streets and alleys, Zimo followed the man to the door of a huge courtyard. The huge plaque at the entrance of the courtyard reads several large gold characters 'Rouyun Pavilion'

This courtyard is fronted by a five-meter-wide north-south horizontal road, leading directly to the main gate of the west of the city and the north city wall.

Although it is not a thoroughfare, it is also a traffic artery, but it has no reputation, and there are not many people who know it outside, but the local people take this road more.

Zimo followed the man into the courtyard just now, and suddenly his eyes were new, in the brilliant lights, the warbler song and swallow danced and the warbler was green and beautiful, shuttling through the window shadows, corridors, flowers and plants, and under the trees.

In the huge courtyard, a ten-meter curved pond runs between the gate and the main hall, and you have to cross a wooden bridge to actually reach the courtyard.

"It's still big in the back, guest

Room, fun, gambling house, dance music, slave meat futon, everything, hehe, son, please!" The middle-aged man bent down to lead the way and made a body movement to invite in.

"Well, it looks pretty good!" Zimo nodded with satisfaction, and followed the middle-aged man across the wooden bridge, through a few clusters of flowers, and into the hall.

"Wow!" Zimo couldn't help but exclaim.

The whole hall, a sound of dogs and horses, thousands of square meters wide hall decoration is extremely extravagant and gorgeous, with gold and jade as the pillar, pearl for the sky to describe is not too much.

Hundreds of brightly colored beauties are scattered in all corners, holding on to pillars, tables, chairs and other equipment that can be relied on, twisting the bewitching body under the transparent scarf, looming the towering white breasts and blooming hazy red.

The sunken in the smooth abdomen is the belly, the eyes are squeezed in the light yarn, and a kind of light yarn is even more hidden from time to time, making it difficult to extricate people's eyes.

The delicate buttocks are sometimes cocked, sometimes swaying, outlining a pair of silver ripples and streamlined white flowers.

The various pleated gauze skirts are as low as the smooth and smooth calves, the skirt seems to be translucent, between twisting or walking, the outline of the thighs is round and white, attracting countless eyeballs to look at this and that, but in the light of the lights, they can't see the scenery inside the pleated gauze skirt, and the reverie increases in the haze.

The middle-aged man saw Zimo looking stunned, and said with a smile: "Childe, the beauty is like a cloud, the color is boundless, you point to that, that one will accompany you, beckon, wave and go, there is a great taste of pointing out the country!"

"Rub, knead, pinch, pinch, pinch, meat slave anger, meat futon fun at will, there is a luxury casino in the back, hug you to the fullest"

"Well, yes, yes, reward you" Zimo took out a silver ticket as he spoke, and handed it to the middle-aged man.

"Ahh

Usually bring some people here, at most five taels of scattered silver, but that's enough, I didn't expect that this young man would shoot a hundred taels of silver, which is too generous.

You know, you have fun here for a whole night, you can order seven or eight beauties to embrace, have fun at will, and order a table of banquets, it will cost less than 100 taels of silver, but I didn't expect to get 100 taels of silver just to guide the way.

"Thank you, thank you Childe" "Childe, I'll send you here, little retirement"

"Uh? You haven't played with me yet, why do you have to retire after taking the money?" Zimo's eyes looked around, but the middle-aged man was scared.

I thought to myself, 'No wonder this silver is so generous, it's a hundred taels, it turns out that this son is so good&......' Childe has taken a fancy to himself?

When he came here, Gongzi didn't point his fingers like clouds, but he wanted himself to be a strong man, this sweat is not good, he actually attracted a guest with a dragon impotence, this is going to be passed out, and he will not be laughed at by his companions here to death.

The man took out the silver ticket and half-raised it behind Zimo: "Gong...... Childe, I, I'm not a broken sleeve"

"Childe's dragon is good, I'll find one for Childe, it's just that it's hard to find someone who breaks his sleeves, and I hope Childe will wait for a while."

But whenever a man enters this kind of golden-like drunken dog-like venue, they all linger, Zimo is a young man with strong blood, and he still has this newly developed millions of taels of silver tickets in his arms, where can he not blood gush up, and he can't wait to wrap up this place and have a good time.

Zimo swallowed his saliva, tried his best to remove his eyes from the pile of bright pink that Ana was full of, and said to the middle-aged man: "The silver is not taken for nothing."

"Childe, Childe, can't I give it back to you?" the middle-aged man prayed with a wry smile on his face.

"Hehe, do you say retreat, don't you want to retreat?" Zimo intended the man to be happy, so as to separate his heart that was about to indulge in a wild beat.

The man was even more anxious and almost sweating, he himself was a character similar to a turtle formula, his status here was low, if he made trouble with the boss, let the boss know that he had offended a very rich and exaggerated son, and it was unknown whether he could survive tomorrow.

But for the sake of the last dignity of the man, the man whispered and said: "We have a background here, I think you are an outsider, son, it is better not to have too many things here."

When Zimo heard this, he was even happier, turned over his hand and took out a palm-sized Taurus Talisman from the Qiankun bag, and showed it to the man: "Oh!

The middle-aged man was inexplicably shocked when he saw it, his legs began to tremble, and he didn't dare to catch it with both hands, but he held it in the air with both hands, stretched his neck and looked at it carefully: "I've heard of the Tiger Talisman, you are a big Taurus Talisman, it looks like a very high position"

"It seems to be very high, under the tiger talisman is my golden bull, your backstage is the tiger talisman management, the tiger talisman adult?"

The middle-aged man's head shook like a rattle: "No, no"

"I'm going to smash this yard, that's a sentence, or call the backstage of your owner to compare with me" Zimo looked arrogant, looking at the middle-aged man with his eyelids.

"Don't dare, prince, no, no, childe, please, I, I saw this big golden calf, even if it is an honor to be a broken sleeve, no, no, no, it is my honor to be a child's broken sleeve" The middle-aged man didn't know how to speak, how to please the young man in front of him.

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