In this way, Mo Wuchen and Han Shengjun were surrounded by a few women in pink gauze clothes and walked into a small building full of colorful lanterns. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, it is dusk, the sun is setting, and the Lichun courtyard is the time when there are the most guests.

"Childe, do you think we're going to drink on the first floor or upstairs?" asked the woman who was snuggling up next to Mo Wuchen in a sweet voice.

"Is there a difference between you drinking upstairs and downstairs?" Mo Wuchen asked while ravaging the surging twin peaks of the woman in pink, his face full of intoxication.

"This is naturally different!" The woman in pink said coquettishly: "You look at the first floor, there are so many guests coming in and out, I'm not afraid of affecting the two sons' Yaxing!"

"And ...... There is a guest room upstairs, and if you are a child, it is not just right to do serious business when you are angry!" The woman in Mo Wuchen's right hand was also coquettish.

Mo Wuchen glanced back at Han Shengjun and asked, "I wonder if Senior Brother Han thinks it's better to drink upstairs or downstairs?"

Han Shengjun didn't know what he was thinking, in short, he was a little absent-minded, and he didn't think much about it, so he said, "Upstairs!"

"Okay!" Mo Wangchen said with a smile: "Just listen to Senior Brother Han!

Mo Wuchen naturally knew that the consumption on this floor would be much higher, but he didn't care much, instead took out a stack of white silver tickets from the storage bag, and gently scraped the face of the turbulent woman, looking like a light floating prodigal.

It is said that when Mo Wuchen collected the Yang family's treasure house that day, these silver tickets and silver were piled up, and Mo Wuchen didn't take a few more looks, but just took 1.8 million silver tickets from them in case of emergency. After all, it is not a small amount when people like them who practice martial arts need to use money, these silver tickets are not very useful, just his Tianming Thunder Fire Stick is not something that can be bought with silver taels, not to mention that he still has a lot of earth-level spiritual weapons, and selling one or two pieces casually is enough to support the expenses of a small family for several years.

Therefore, this Lichun Courtyard may be a gold cave for ordinary people, but for Mo Wuchen, it is purely a place to buy drunk.

Mo Wangchen and Han Shengjun were surrounded by the women in pink and walked up to the second floor of Lichun Courtyard.

The furnishings on the second floor are naturally much more luxurious than the first floor, and there are not many guests, the only fly in the ointment is that there are a few rough roars and bone-eating moans from time to time in the row of guest rooms.

When the women saw the thick pile of silver tickets in Mo Wangchen's hand, their eyes were about to fall out, just like the evil ghost saw the big fish and meat, and the drunkard saw the wine, and the corners of their mouths didn't flow out. They are very dedicated, and they do their best one by one, stroking and teasing Mo Wuchen and Han Shengjun.

"Childe, you see we might as well go to the room and drink the bar sweeter than honey, and keep you to your heart's content!" The choppy woman was already ravaged by Mo Wangchen's hands of An Lushan, and she looked like a flood of spring.

"This is not in a hurry, let's enjoy the moon and drink outside first, and 'brew'!"

Outside that row of rooms was a large hall with tables with all kinds of food, wine and fruits, and a woman in a pale blue palace dress sitting in it, and in front of her was a quaint lyre.

The melodious and beautiful sound of the piano slowly flowed out of the seven-stringed guqin, which was exciting.

Mo Wuchen and Han Shengjun sat two women in pink on the left and right, and there was the turbulent girl sitting in their arms, and some people were feeding vegetables and some people were pouring wine, which was simply an imperial enjoyment.

"Childe, come and taste the grapes that the Lun family peeled for you...... The choppy woman peeled a grape for Mo Wangchen, put it in the cherry mouth, and sent it into Mo Wangchen's mouth in a mouth-to-mouth manner.

"Hmm...... Good performance, reward!" Mo Forgetchen took out one of the stacks of silver tickets next to him very generously and stuffed it between the woman's turbulent twin peaks.

"Childe...... The Lun family also wants it...... "Several other women in pink clothes, seeing that the woman in Mo Wangchen's arms had won the reward, they all asked Mo Wuchen for it.

Mo Wuchen was on the scene, but when he saw Han Shengjun on the other side, his expression was not quite right, he ate whatever the women fed, there was no smile on his face, and he immediately pointed to the pile of silver tickets and said: "If any of you can make my senior brother laugh, the 10,000 taels of silver tickets will be theirs!"

When the few pink-clothed women beside Mo Wuchen heard this, they immediately ran to Han Shengjun's side and tried their best, just to make him laugh.

However, Han Shengjun ignored it, just lowered his head and drank the stuffy wine.

At this time, the woman who was sitting not far away stroking the piano suddenly stopped, and the beautiful sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. If I can make your senior brother laugh, will the 10,000 taels of silver tickets belong to me?"

Mo Wuchen raised his head and glanced at the Fuqin woman in a blue palace dress, and saw that the woman was full of beauty, with a delicate face and a little powder, not like a dusty woman, but like a wealthy lady.

If you can make my senior brother smile, the silver ticket of 10,000 taels will naturally be yours. Mo Wangchen said.

The woman didn't speak, but sat down again, ten slender fingers like white jade lightly resting on the seven-stringed guqin in front of her.

"Zheng ......"

When the strings in the woman's hand were plucked, there was a sound like gold and iron clashing. This crisp sound made Han Shengjun's half-raised wine glass stop.

The crisp sound was followed by a silence, followed by a cheerful rhythm wafting out of the seven-stringed guqin, each of which was exciting.

Unconsciously, Mo Wangchen's thoughts were diverted by the sound of the piano. In a trance, he felt as if he had suddenly returned to the Zichen Continent, and saw many old people, his mother, and even the majestic middle-aged man......

"Mother, I want to become the most powerful warrior in the world, and the man who beat you will take you back with a sedan chair!" The three-year-old boy snuggled in the arms of a kind and beautiful woman, and the woman's eyes couldn't help but moisten after listening to the child's words......

His thoughts continued to wander in the endless void, and Mo Wuchen saw Shen Ruyan, Shen Junyue, Jiang Xue, Zhao Youwei, Xiangling and several other women, and a smile appeared on his face again.

Speaking of Han Shengjun, his thoughts were also brought into his memories by the sound of the piano. From meeting and knowing each other to falling in love, he and Sha Ziru have experienced mission after mission and encountered danger again and again, but they have been resolved by the love between them!

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on his face. (To be continued.) )