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The guests present sighed when they saw that they had come from thousands of miles away, but they all returned empty-handed, and they all dispersed in an instant, leaving only the purple-robed woman.

The woman in the purple and black robe is the first day of the Thunder Gate, and she is also the leader of the younger generation in the Immortal Cultivation Continent.

At this moment, Zi Cang's face was expressionless, looking at Zhu Ming, who was walking upstairs step by step, and the light of rice grains dared to compete with Haoyue.

Zhu Ming was stopped by the cuckoo, "Childe, please wait outside the door first, it will take some time for my young lady to wash up, please wait a while." ”

Zhu Ming had no choice but to nod, leaning on the railing playfully, and also looking at the purple sky downstairs.

Dressed in a purple and black robe, his hair is also purple, a pair of electric eyes, with thick and slender eyelashes, he is full of electricity, and a purple veil covers half of his face.

The condescending Zhu Ming can always see something unexpected. Zicang subconsciously looked down, and saw that in front of his chest, the spring light had been discharged, covering it with one hand, pointing at Zhu Ming with the other, and glaring at Zhu Ming fiercely.

However, Zhu Ming didn't pay attention to her spring light, but pondered her cultivation strength, as well as her identity background, and why did she come to this place of fireworks as a woman?

Zhu Ming only felt that his fingers were numb, and he seemed to have the feeling of being electrocuted, and he couldn't help but feel strange. Where does the electricity come from?

When I looked downstairs again, there was no trace of Zicang. It's really coming without a trace, going without a trace.

At this time, the cuckoo opened a little crack in the door from the agarwood boudoir, jumped out, and patted Zhu Ming on the shoulder. Zhu Ming's body protection Buddha light was shocked, Zhu Ming turned around with his backhand, twisted the cuckoo's arm, and buckled it in his arms. "Who?"

"The son spares his life, he is a slave cuckoo, and the son spares his life. "The cuckoo's arms were red, his wrists were bruised, and he was screaming. I never thought that I wanted to trick Zhu Ming, but I was caught by Zhu Ming. I didn't expect that the seemingly weak son would be so ruthless and merciless.

In fact, Zhu Ming only exerted less than one-tenth of his strength, and it was precisely because he saw the face of the person who came that he relaxed his stamina, otherwise at this moment, Du Juan's bright wrist and jade arm would have been abolished.

Ordinary martial arts masters can't defend against Zhu Ming's blow, let alone a delicate maid who has no power to restrain a chicken.

Zhu Ming leaned into the cuckoo's ear, "What? Does the cuckoo girl want to have a private conversation with me?" Blowing gently into the cuckoo's ear, it blew until the cuckoo's heart was soft and his face was red.

If he can really win the favor of this son, Du Juan doesn't care about making promises with his body, committing himself to being a concubine, or he doesn't care if he has no name, but how can he grab a man with Miss Agarwood in the Mianxiang Building?

A few waiters who rushed over after hearing the sound saw that the cuckoo was detained in his arms by Zhu Ming, behaving intimately, and he didn't know what to do for a while, but Zhu Ming was bullying the cuckoo. "Childe, please be respectful, although the cuckoo girl is a dusty woman, she can't let others play with her at will. Don't break the rules of our Mianxiang Building. ”

Zhu Ming smiled indifferently, put his face directly on the cuckoo's cheek, and felt the heat on the cuckoo's face. "Oh, what if I don't obey? If this dusty land, if it is not romantic, then where should it be romantic?"

The cuckoo was rubbed by Zhu Ming, and he snorted, and when the waiter heard the sound, most of his bones were crispy, and his head was also short-circuited, and for a while, he was speechless.

After a long pause, he said, "Childe, a woman in the dust is not born to be subservient, it is really a bit of a bumpy experience, please forgive me." ”

Zhu Ming nodded when he heard this, it seems that this is not an ordinary Qinglou. It's just that his head is raised, but the cuckoo is leaning closer to his arms, and from the waiter's point of view, it looks like Zhu Ming is forcing the cuckoo.

Zhu Ming hesitated for a moment, and glanced at the cuckoo with deep meaning, and the cuckoo was shy again, with an aggrieved expression, as if to say, I was forced, I was not voluntary.

I'm afraid that such a dusty woman doesn't have such thoughts. It's just that she wants to rely on me, but I can't go her way.

Sending the cuckoo's arm away, with a gentle push, the cuckoo took advantage of the situation to deliberately crash into the railing, and there was another burst of "Ouch, hey, son, you have such a heavy hand, the slave is only afraid that she will be crippled now." ”

Hearing this, the envoy could no longer sit idly by, four or five people rushed upstairs together, each throwing off their arms and preparing to do a big job, but before they even had time to stretch their hands, they were already crackled by Zhu Ming and went down from the upstairs. "This is called Zhou Yu beating Huang Gai, one is willing to fight, and the other is willing to suffer. ”

Downstairs came the wails of waiters. Zhu Ming ignored it, forced the cuckoo to the railing, and held the cuckoo's chin with one hand, "If you want to say it directly, the son of a bitch, we are all civilized people, why use force?"

The cuckoo burst out laughing when he heard this, but saw that Zhu Ming's lips were approaching him step by step, and suddenly the deer collided, and he had no idea, and suddenly subconsciously impulsively let the cuckoo take the initiative to welcome the cherry lips out.

Just when Zhu Ming was about to kiss the cuckoo, a delicate female voice came out of the boudoir, "Cuckoo, don't be rude." Childe, this girl loves to mess around, and please don't have the same knowledge as her, for the sake of the little woman, let her be spared for the time being. ”

Zhu Ming smiled when he heard this, the main owner didn't come out, these little shrimps were always dangling in front of him. "What if, what if there is a next time?"

"Hmph! there's no next time!" the cuckoo broke free from Zhu Ming's hand, embarrassed and indignant, made a grimace, and ran away as if he had fled, and he didn't know where he went.

Zhu Ming knocked lightly. A shadow was reflected behind the door, gently opened the door, took a step, and welcomed Zhu Ming respectfully in.

After Zhu Ming sat down, Agarwood smiled and said: "If there is a next time, the little girl will hand over the cuckoo to the son, and let the son dispose of it." Isn't that good?"

Zhu Ming played with the cup and said with a playful smile: "It's good, it's just ......"

Agarwood sat down beside Zhu Ming, as if intentionally, as if unintentionally, with one hand on Zhu Ming's hand, his demeanor was even more elegant, and a tulle green coat was gently covered on his body.

There is only one ** cover in the tulle, but it can't hide a large piece of spring light. Zhu Ming couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Agarwood was very satisfied with Zhu Ming's reaction, and she did everything possible to attract Zhu Ming. pretended to be shy, and said delicately, "Childe...... Don't look at me like that, you're not done yet. ”

Zhu Ming teased: "Seeing that the young lady is so beautiful, I am completely carried away, how can I still care." He bit down on the empty cup and blinked.

Agarwood hid her face and smiled, "Childe, seeing that the little woman's memory is not good, she forgot to pour wine for her son, she really deserves death." Picked up a pot of special wine on the table, shook it, and filled it with Zhu Ming.

"Well, there's Miss Law. It's just that if that cuckoo offends me, shouldn't you, the master, also be rewarded and punished?" Zhu Ming said lightly, and drank the wine down.

Agarwood smiled like a flower, and filled Zhu Ming again, but he didn't interject, wanting to skip it. Unexpectedly, Zhu Ming seems to be Sven, but he is actually bold.

Zhu Ming grabbed Agarwood's arm with one hand, and gently took it, Agarwood spun around, gently leaned on Zhu Ming's lap, and almost exclaimed, but fortunately, he covered it in time with one hand.

Angry, he stomped his feet, patted Zhu Ming's shoulder a few times, and pretended to break free twice before he was firmly attached to Zhu Ming's arms, "I hate it, why are you so bullying?" I didn't expect you to look sven, but you ...... inside."

Zhu Ming's hand holding the waist of the agarwood willow tightened a little when he heard this. "But how?"

"I don't know, just let me go...... I'm so scared of you, my enemy. "Agarwood began to soften and beg for mercy.

As soon as Zhu Ming's hand rotated, the agarwood immediately left him, and the weak cicada wing Tsing Yi also fell immediately. Zhu Ming glanced at it lightly, only to feel that there was an evil fire rising in his abdomen, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

After another drink, I realized that there was an article in this wine, and I couldn't help but be a little careless.

Agarwood estimated that the medicinal power of the wine also began to exert itself, as long as the good night was spent together, Zhu Ming would never be reluctant to leave him again, and leave this warm nephrite sleeping incense building. If he likes it, even the cuckoo girl will be married to him, even the princes and nobles will not be able to compare with him.

Agarwood took Zhu Ming's hand and walked to his bed together, the first time, the first time in his life, the first time a man wanted to have a spring supper with him, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and a little panicked.

asked Zhu Ming to lie on the bed, and was about to untie Zhu Ming's wide clothes, but Zhu Ming grabbed him, "You go first." I'm going to look at you. ”

Agarwood lowered her head shyly, looked at Zhu Ming and whispered, closed her eyes, and reached behind her neck with both hands to untie the knot. Everyone is yours, and it's really childlike to make trouble like this.

Agarwood didn't know that at this moment, Zhu Ming had already used the Pure Heart Pushan Mantra to get rid of the control of the spring wine, and only when he noticed that there were people outside the boudoir, he deliberately catered to it.

On the balcony outside the boudoir bead curtain, there was indeed a person standing for a long time, it was the electric girl, Zi Cang, with purple waist-length hair fluttering in the wind, and her eyes were full of murder.

Engrossed in looking at the ambiguous affair between Zhu Ming and Agarwood in the boudoir, he said in his heart: A pair of dog men and women, dare to be so wild when they are dying. It's more than innocent.

The white jade hand reached out, and the purple thunder and lightning were restless in his palm, and he seemed to sense the anger of the pilot. As long as she makes a move, Zhu Ming and the others are only afraid that they will be a pair of outlaw mandarin ducks.

In the boudoir, the fragrance is even stronger, the bead curtain, the screen, and the silk mosquito net, with the move of the agarwood jade hand, completely close by itself.

Agarwood really didn't shy away from it, untied his clothes in front of Zhu Ming, and saw the woman's body for the first time, Zhu Ming was also a little horny, forcibly suppressed his excitement, and said tremblingly, "Lie down." ”

Agarwood snorted, her pretty face was crimson, more delicate, and she quietly lay on Zhu Ming, "Childe, tonight, the little girl can hand over everything to you, you don't want to live up to the little girl's wishes." ”

"I know you're a fox demon. Zhu Ming coldly pointed out the identity of agarwood.

She is indeed a disciple of the Demon Moon Pavilion, a fox demon who has cultivated to the essence. But how did Zhu Ming find out? Silent, Agarwood continued to hug Zhu Ming, wanting Zhu Ming to forget about it, even if it was just one night.

"I don't want to hurt you. Zhu Ming's words made Agarwood's heart warm, knowing that Zhu Ming did not look down on himself because of his identity. After a pause, Zhu Ming said again: "However, we may be in danger of our lives now. ”

The latter sentence made Agarwood uneasy. Timidly asked, "Are you an immortal cultivator?"

Zhu Ming nodded, there was no need to hide it. "There's a master out there, as long as she makes a move, we're bound to die. ”

Agarwood said angrily, "If you can live and die with your son, Agarwood has no regrets in this life." "A woman who falls in love is always crazy, romantic, content, and innocent.

"But I can't die. I don't want you to die either. If you want to live, you have to do what I say. Zhu Ming's tone was unquestionable, which also made Agarwood even more admiring and unable to extricate himself.