Chapter 139: Oiran Festival
Lu Yun stood in the middle of the snow, did not try to climb the tree again, the king-killing knife was quickly unsheathed, and a flash of knife light swept in the air, his hand shook, and the king-killing knife instantly turned into three knife shadows.
His knife was faster than ever.
At the same time, the moment he stepped into the Minhui Realm, the Senhui Realm sword technique of the Cold Moon Streamer Sword Technique automatically flowed into Lu Yun's mind.
He gathered his mind and began to practice his sword technique.
The sword skill of this realm is called Breaking the Wind!
Boom!
The qi and blood around the body were shaken, and the nearby snowflakes were all lifted into the sky, most of which were directly vaporized, but there was still a slight residue in the outermost part.
Swish!
Lu Yun's body moved, and his knife!
Looking down from a high place, you can clearly see the figures flashing in place, as if teleporting.
The snowflakes that survived were all cut off before they hit the ground!
The speed of the knife far exceeds the speed of the wind!
Well?
Suddenly, Lu Yun stood still, he looked into the distance, and found a familiar figure walking in the direction of the cottage.
It's Bai Qingwang!
"What is he doing here?"
Lu Yun jumped down, his figure was like a light smoke, rushing out from the top of the mountain, and soon arrived at the branch of another mountain, and with another step, the whole person jumped up in the air, stepped on a branch that grew obliquely from the mountainside, and his body danced and fell in the air, and he had arrived not far from the cottage.
Bai Qingwang didn't notice him, he followed from a distance, his body as light as a swallow behind him.
Bai Qingwang, who gave him a strong feeling at that time, now seems to be no longer there.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Bai Qingwang came to the gate of the cottage and knocked on the door.
After a while, the door opened, and a man dressed as a bandit appeared, respectfully welcoming him in.
Lu Yun stopped in time, he didn't rush over, but jumped lightly from the roof and fell into the cottage quietly.
Dark golden light spread out from his body, instantly condensing into armor, on which tiny tadpole-like runes were generated, and the armor gradually changed color and blended into the surrounding environment.
Now it is difficult for him to detect his existence even if someone approaches, and not only that, but even his breathing, heartbeat, body, and smell are completely covered by the dark gold armor, and he can hardly hear any sound.
This is the hidden armor form of the "Eight Transformations of the Divine Dragon".
The cottage was very large, Lu Yun swept in the direction of Bai Qingwang, and at a turn in the alleyway, he saw an extremely wide hall.
Bai Qingwang was inside.
Taking advantage of the hidden armor, Lu Yun's steps were light. Ying, walking silently like a cat, crept closer to the hall.
"Come on! Cheers, brothers! ”
"! Dry! Dry! ”
At this time, in the hall, dozens of round tables were full of people, pushing cups and changing lamps one by one, so it was not lively.
The person sitting at the top was sturdy, his eyes were fierce, and there was a faint smell of a horse.
In a whining sound, he tore open the leg of a live sheep with his bare hands, dipped it in the sauce a few times, and ate it alive there, blood running down the corner of his mouth.
"Lord Bai, when will the third prince come to take us in?"
"yes, let's all wait to eat and drink spicy food, hahaha!"
"And countless beauties!"
The bandits below danced one by one with the strength of the wine, and some of them couldn't hold back their desires, so they directly pulled the woman next to them and did the beast thing directly in broad daylight.
Bai Qingwang sat next to the bandit leader, looking at the black miasma below, without the slightest expression on his face.
"Lord Bai, they are like that, they gather in the mountains and forests here on weekdays, they are used to being wild, don't mind."
As he spoke, the bandit leader instructed the maid on the left to pour a glass of wine and personally delivered it to Bai Qingwang.
"General Chen, you are still the same as always, nothing has changed." Bai Qingwang paused, but still took the glass of wine and took a sip gently.
"This wine...... It's a little sour. ”
The bandit leader smiled and said: "That's natural, how can I compare with the palace here, Lord Bai, you have a lot of care." ”
Below, the sound of languishing sounded, the woman's moans and the man's low roar mixed with strong liquor, tickling the instinct in the human body, and even the bandit leader's eyes were impregnated with a layer of desire.
Tear and pull!
He violently tore the clothes of the maid beside him, and the two soft masses were instantly exposed to the air like white rabbits.
"General!"
The woman exclaimed, but she did not dare to make any resistance, so she could only let him ravage.
Just when the bandit leader was about to pick up his gun and get on the horse, he only heard Bai Qingwang shouting: "Enough!" ”
This drink was infused with endless heaven and earth vitality, and it was released through martial arts, which was deafening.
Not only the bandit leader, but also the people below were forced to stop.
"You're sick!"
On a whim, before the brain had time to operate, he scolded Bai Qingwang angrily.
Bang!
The skull lifted, blood and brains splattered on the ground, and the body fell to the ground with a thud, and the eyes were still blinking habitually.
"Ah!!h Some of the women were frightened and screamed in shock.
"Shut up!"
Bai Qingwang scolded, and the voice disappeared immediately.
At this moment, the majesty of the extreme master of the Minhui Realm was fully revealed.
"Lord Bai, this is not suitable for you." The bandit leader's smile froze on his face.
First, because his interest was also interrupted by Bai Qingwang's roar, and secondly, Bai Qingwang directly killed his subordinates in front of him, if he didn't say anything, how would he be the boss in the future?
"Comments?"
As soon as the words fell, a phantom appeared in Bai Qingwang's place, and he came to the bandit leader in the blink of an eye.
"You, you ......" The bandit leader subconsciously clenched his fists and took a defensive stance.
"What, General Chen, do you want to do it?" Although Bai Qingwang was shorter than him, his eyes were condescending.
"No, don't dare."
The bandit's expression changed for a while, and then he said in a curt.
"Get out of the way, I've got something to tell you."
"Yes, yes, you guys don't get out of here!" The bandit leader shouted at the group below.
When they all left, only Bai Qingwang and the bandit leader were left in the entire hall.
"Lord Bai, what's the matter?"
The bandit leader knew that he was not his opponent, so he simply lay down, did not take the slightest defense, picked up the wine and meat on the table and ate and drank again.
Bai Qingwang looked at the appearance of the bandit leader, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes: "Take all the women in your cottage and go to participate in the Oiran Festival held by the Three Princes." ”
"Oiran festival? What do you mean? ”
"You don't need to know too much, you just need to know that the Oiran Festival is the ritual of the desire of the Heavenly Treasure Golden Toad."
After Bai Qingwang finished speaking, he turned around and said: "Before nightfall today, you must leave the cottage according to my orders, if you can't do it, die!" ”