Yan Nineteen woke up groggily, looking at the scene that had changed again, his expression was already a little numb.

This time he was washed cleanly, and his body was replaced with a bright white silk, and the whole person was tied to the bed in the shape of a 'big' character, and on the side, four stout women stood on the front and back of the bed like pillars.

Just yesterday, the conflict between Zihua and the village elders in the village finally broke out.

Yan Nineteen also saw this woman's ruthlessness for the first time, and as soon as she got the news, she washed all the village elders in the village without any hesitation. He cut off the head of the 'mother-in-law'.

Afterwards, taking advantage of the fact that the envoy sent by the other party to the inner court had not returned, he directly asked people to take him to the inner court.

and gave him to a big man in the inner court overnight.

Now Yan Nineteen was sent to the big man's backyard as a gift. Now in the front hall, Zihua is drinking wine with the big man in the inner court and chatting about national affairs. He, a little man, was naturally sent to the backyard, and after the big man finished dealing with the trivial matters, he came to the door to thank him.

He is a big man, and he has become a forcibly tied concubine here.

"How is this special daughter country different from what you see in the script."

Yan Nineteen wailed.

He has also figured out in the past few days that this Hundred Flowers Kingdom is a completely closed daughter country. Everything here is decided by women, led by a patriarch named Baihua Niangniang. There are also several Inner Court Hundred Flower Envoys below, with them as the center, forming this completely closed small kingdom.

Men, there is no right to speak in this place at all.

What Yan Nineteen couldn't accept the most was that most of the men in this place took it for granted.

"I don't know what happened to the elder in step."

Thinking of the old arms and legs of the elder of the steps, if he was taken by the 'strong woman' here, the picture would be ......

Yan Nineteen shuddered for a moment, and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Bang dang.

The door was slammed open.

A drunken woman burst in, a little better than the four 'pillars' on the side of the bed, tall and fair-skinned, but a little older.

"Little man, don't be afraid, I'll spoil you well."

After this woman saw Yan Nineteen, she became even more drunk, and she didn't forget to comfort her.

Yan Shijiu, who was tied to the bed, struggled desperately, but unfortunately the rope that tied his hands and feet didn't know what material it was made of, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

"Do you know who I am!"

Yan Jiu was in a hurry, ready to bring out the identity of the outside world to deter the other party.

"I don't care who you are, if you fall here, you are the thirty-second concubine of my mandala!" Saying that, the woman reached out and touched Yan Shijiu's face, and then suddenly raised her hand and slapped him.

A slap stunned Yan Nineteen.

Good fellows, this old lady loves to play flowers!

"From today onwards, your name is Ah Cai, do you understand?"

"Fuck you, Ah Cai, Lao Tzu fought with you!

”

Yan Jiujiu couldn't hold back any longer, he desperately used the internal force in his body, the power of the golden body swam all over his body, and a golden color appeared on his skin. The powerful aura kept surging, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the silk threads on his hands and feet.

"That's it, the more you resist, the more excited I become."

The mandala looked at Yan Jiu, who was resisting, and the smile on her face was even better, and behind her, a colorful flower spider loomed. Yan Shijiu, who was lying on the bed, was like a prey in a net, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape.

"I am a disciple of the owner of Tsing Yi Building, if you insult me, my master will not let you go!"

After finding that he couldn't break free, Yan Nineteen finally used his life-saving hole card.

Bright backer!

Tsing Yi Building? The power of the True Martial Sect.

Mandala frowned slightly, as the elder of the inner court, she naturally knew the distribution of power in the outside world. As one of the top three sects of the Great Apocalypse, the True Martial Sect had heard of it.

If it's really Tsing Yi Building, it's a big trouble.

"You said you were a disciple of the master of Tsing Yi Mansion, who you are?"

"I have the identity token of Tsing Yi Lou on me."

Mandala walked over and searched for it, but did not find the so-called token. Yan Jiu then remembered that when Zihua stripped him naked and washed him in order to give gifts, his clothes were changed.

Since he didn't have an identity certificate, Mandala didn't bother to care anymore, and walked forward directly, grabbed Yan Shijiu's clothes, and tore them hard......

The next day, early in the morning.

The refreshed mandala changed into clean clothes, took out a mandala flower and put it on, and walked into the Hundred Flowers Royal Court.

When she came, there were already five people standing inside.

These five people are the same as the mandala, they are the messengers of the hundred flowers, the strongest except for the hundred flowers Niangniang, plus the mandala who has just arrived, a total of six people. The other five people saw the mandala come in and signaled, which was considered to have said hello. The man responded, then walked to his place and stood up, waiting with the other five.

Time passed, about a quarter of an hour later.

A burly figure walked out of the royal court, this figure was three meters high, and the muscles of the whole body were bulging, like a walking King Kong troll.

But when they saw her face, everyone would subconsciously sink again.

Stunning face, King Kong's figure.

The man walked in without looking at the six people below, but walked directly to the throne at the top and sat down.

"Is the spiritual blood I want ready?"

The woman on the throne glanced at her before asking.

"Due to the influence of Jinghai City this month, there has been a ......decrease in the number of merchants passing by," said a woman wearing a small white flower on her head.

"What's the matter in Jinghai City?"

"I reported to you last month."

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

Seeing that the white-flowered woman was still going to elaborate, the 'Hundred Flowers Niangniang' on the throne waved her hand impatiently.

"I have now cultivated to the highest level of the Hundred Demon Yuan Divine Method, as long as the divine will is united, I can be invincible in the world. When the time comes, no matter how his outside world changes, as long as I go out of the mountain, I can push the world sideways and be invincible! ”

The women of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom only cultivate the Yuan Shen, and the Hundred Flowers Niangniang is one of the leaders.

The reliance on this is the "Hundred Demon Yuan Shen Law" in the mouth of Baihua Niangniang.

If the Yuan Shen power of ordinary Yuan Shen Realm martial artists is 1, then the power of their Hundred Demon Yuan Shen Law of the Hundred Flowers Kingdom is 10 or 100, which is far beyond the strength that this world martial artist can understand. It is precisely because of this exercise that Baihua Niangniang is so confident.

"Unity of God's will? Mother, have you reached this realm? ”

It is precisely because they are cultivating this exercise that the six women below know the strength of this realm.

They are in the kingdom of flowers, and their qualifications are superior.

The one who cultivates the "Hundred Demon Yuan Divine Method" to the strongest is their king.

"In other words, our Hundred Flowers Kingdom is not far from being born!"

Everyone was in good spirits and felt that the future was bright.