Chapter Twenty-Eight, Save Your Life!
The Blue Fairy didn't stay on the second floor for long before leaving.
However, the twisting little man's waist, like a water snake, exuded a rather tempting charm, making the evil fire in Zhou Zheng's lower abdomen rise again.
"Young master, there is still a quarter of an hour, and the Oiran of Yanchun Tower is about to come out. ”
Fu Bo coughed lightly, only to let Zhou Zheng's gaze converge from the back of the blue fairy.
"The seven fairies of Yanchun Tower, it seems that they are not simple. ”
Taking a deep breath and suppressing the fluctuations in his heart, Zhou Zheng's voice also returned to its initial calm.
The Seven Great Fairies seem to be powerless, but they have a special ability that seems to be able to exert their charm in the eyes of men to the extreme.
Such a woman, one carelessness, is enough to make those high-flying men turn a big heel. So Zhou Zheng naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to entangle this kind of woman, let alone try to have too much intersection with them.
Zhou Zheng glanced around, compared to the hustle and bustle of the first floor, the second floor was undoubtedly much quieter.
Almost all of the people here are wearing masks like Zhou Zheng, and they can't see his specific face clearly.
They sat in different places, not connected, whispering a few words to their attendants from time to time, and then their eyes fell on the center of the stage below, waiting quietly.
The kind of temperament that can be exuded by gestures is enough to show that they are extraordinary!
"Young Master, the people around us have been secretly spying on us. ”
Fu Bo frowned, and whispered next to Zhou Zheng.
"It doesn't matter. ”
Zhou Zheng's face was calm and his expression was flat.
In terms of talent, his four masterpieces are famous all over the world!
In terms of identity, who can be the enemy of today's prince?
In terms of appearance, Zhou Zheng is young and handsome, and his air is lofty.
To sum up, a proper rich and handsome one!
What Zhou Zheng really cares about is the existence of the third floor.
But Zhou Zheng was not in a hurry.
Boom!!!
A crisp bell chant slowly sounded in the center of Yanchun Tower.
Then, the originally noisy first floor instantly fell silent, and even everyone on the second floor closed their eyes and opened their eyes involuntarily.
Everyone's eyes were cast into the bright stage below with a blazing heat.
There, a plump woman, dignified in appearance, and dusty temperament, slowly stepped onto the stage under the eyes of everyone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm probably getting a little impatient. ”