"Childe, Emperor Ming Zhu Qiyu asks to see."

"Bring him here!"

Jiang Jian didn't even open his eyes, and lazily spoke.

"Hmm."

Sun Xiuqing nodded, turned around and went to take Zhu Qiyu.

"Childe, then we ......"

Shen Bijun grabbed the claw of Lushan, who was making trouble in Jiang Prison, and was about to get up and leave.

"It's okay!"

Jiang Jian stretched out his hand and raised his hand, and endless mist suddenly rose in the hot spring pool, and the thick steam was like a curtain, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Zhu Qiyu came to visit him, at least ten meters away, and he couldn't see them at all.

"Go on!"

Jiang Jian twisted his head, and pillowed in a comfortable position, just a Zhu Qiyu, and it couldn't affect him to soak in the hot spring.

Zhu Qiyu followed Sun Xiuqing and didn't squint, but the landscape and feelings of the Heavenly Hell Villa still made him feel like a dream.

It's like walking into a fairyland on earth.

Not only the sight, but also the physical and spiritual feelings, his physical and mental exhaustion was swept away.

"It's really a fairyland on earth, and it deserves to be a blessed land for immortals!"

Zhu Qiyu said secretly in his heart.

In his heart, there was no doubt that Jiang Prison was already an immortal, but he watched Jiang Prison kill in all directions, and finally turned into a sword light in front of him and went away.

When he came to the hot spring pool, he saw a large thick fog, which was white, and he faintly felt that there should be someone in the pool, and it seemed that there was more than one person.

"Childe is here!"

Sun Xiuqing's voice made Zhu Qiyu pause, knowing that he had heard correctly, Jiang Jian really ran a hot spring inside.

There are even beauties in it.

Sure enough!

Although he couldn't see anything, Zhu Qiyu still lowered his head, didn't dare to look around, knelt on the ground respectfully, and bowed:

"Zhu Qiyu visited the immortals, and wished the immortals eternal blessings and holy longevity."

"What's the matter here?"

Jiang Jian held the two points and one line, opened his lazy and deep eyes, and looked at Zhu Qiyu who was kneeling on the ground.

This moment.

Zhu Qiyu seemed to see two bright stars rising, and he had a feeling of being targeted by great terror, and he was frightened, and the awe in his eyes was even stronger.

"Qi Shangxian, Zhu Qizhen doesn't know the face of the immortals, goes against the sky, offends the immortals, destroys the immortal dojo, and sends compensation in the next special to repair the blessed land for the immortals."

As he spoke, Zhu Qiyu took out a gift slip with both hands and handed it over respectfully.

Jiang Jian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the gift slip fell into his hand.

20 million taels of gold, 50 million taels of silver, 100 beauties, 2 snow lotus plants of Tianshan Mountains, and 10 ginseng plants of 1,000 years......

"Well, you can go!"

Jiang Jian nodded, his voice was calm, and he couldn't hear joy or anger.

"Zhu Qiyu said goodbye."

He was a little apprehensive in his heart, and he didn't know whether Jiang Jian was satisfied or dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to ask, so he had to retreat.

"Childe, how do you arrange those hundred beauties?"

Sun Xiuqing asked.

"The villa is just short of some maids!"

Jiang Jian didn't care:

"Bring them in, I'll see!"

"Hmm."

Sun Xiuqing left and brought a hundred beauties sent by Zhu Qiyu.

These beauties have been trained, and they stand in four rows neatly, upright, but they can't help but look at Jiang Prison with curiosity.

The thick fog in the hot spring pool gradually dissipated, and they finally saw the legendary fairy-like river prison.

Jiang Jian lazily soaked in the hot spring, his head was pillowed in the arms of a stunning beauty, his sword eyebrows were in his sideburns, his eyes were as bright as meteors, his face was lazy, chic and elegant, just like a son of a family who indulged in lust.

He is tall, with a solid chest, broad and majestic, and his jade-like skin is more beautiful than a woman's, but it is full of masculine charm that women do not have.

With just one glance, a group of beauties involuntarily fell in love with it and forgot everything.

Jiang Jian looked at the beauties, his eyes swept over, and they all lowered their heads, and no one dared to look at them.

Suddenly.

Jiang Prison's gaze fell on a beautiful woman.

She has a very tall breast, a thin waist, and is not very old.

"What's your name?"

"Back to the immortals, the slave is called beef soup!"

The woman was named by Jiang Prison, her body trembled, she was excited and happy with apprehension, and a trace of jealousy faintly appeared in the eyes of the beauties around her.

They are all selected by thousands of people, and they can only enter the palace after passing the test, and their greatest wish is to become the emperor's concubine.

Now that they have been sent here by the emperor, their greatest wish is to be valued by Jiang Prison.

Jiang Prison is a fairy-like figure, even the emperor has to be respectful, and he is so handsome, if he is valued by Jiang Prison, not only will he soar to the sky, but he must also be very happy.

"Isn't it just that your chest is big and your waist is thin? I'm not small! ”

"I've got long legs!"

"At first glance, it's a fox!"

The women's hearts were sour, but there was no difference on the surface, and they learned all kinds of strict rules in the palace.

Although this is not a palace, their identities have not changed much, and Jiang Prison can also control their life and death.

"Beef broth?"

Jiang Jian smiled and looked at the beauty:

"It's an interesting name, but she likes to eat beef or beef stew?"

"Shangxian Mingjian, the slave really likes to eat beef, and she also likes to make beef soup!"

"Then you'll be responsible for making beef soup for me!"

Jiang Jian smiled and said.

"Slaves obey!"

Beef soup smiled and was excited.

"Let's all go down!"

Jiang Jian waved his hand, although these beauties sent by Zhu Qiyu were all one-in-a-million existences, they could not compare to the peerless beauties around him.

Jiang Jian was not very interested in them.

As for the beef broth......

If Jiang Prison didn't guess wrong, the other party was not an ordinary person.

First of all.

Beef soup is not a weak woman, she is a martial artist, and her martial arts are not weak.

Secondly.

The beef soup should have been sent by the little old man Wu Ming.

People named Wu Ming or Nameless are generally very awesome.

And the little old man Wu Ming's martial arts are indeed very high, and Jiang Jian is estimated to be comparable to the ninth layer of Ming Yugong's Invitation Moon or Yan Nantian, who has achieved great achievements in wedding clothes, and can be regarded as a ceiling-level figure in this world.

He lives in a peaceful overseas paradise, but this place hides dragons and crouching tigers, and the little old man Wu Ming has personally cultivated a group of first-class masters who can shock the martial arts, and used these people to organize a series of 'invisible man' organizations, and designed many 'robberies' in various parts of the Central Plains, so as to gradually obtain a lot of wealth.

The robbery he devised was incomparably exquisite.

After killing, not only must you be able to get out of the whole body, but also you must leave absolutely no traces, so although there are many tools to kill, there is absolutely only one correct way.

This requires not only great skill, but also very careful planning, great wisdom and patience, so in recent years there have been fewer and fewer people who are qualified to join this kind of industry.

Anyone who does this must be a nameless person.

Not only must they be nameless, but they must also be invisible.

They are not Jiang Prison and do not know stealth.

But there are many ways to become invisible, and you don't necessarily need invisibility.

Like a bubble submerged in the sea, a glass of wine poured into a wine squat, it is equivalent to being invisible, because others can no longer see it, let alone find it, and some people are the same.

As soon as these people reach the sea of people, it is like a grain of rice mixed into a stone of rice.

Whoever tries to find him will have a hard time, and he will be invisible.

Pulled into the organization to act as invisible people, there are the twelve eagle-eyed old seven, and even the prince of the 'Taiping King' has turned into Gong Jiu and fell into it.

These people have extraordinary identities on the surface, who would have thought that they were members of the Invisible People Organization?

So.

They are invisible, because no one knows who they really are.

"Is this invincible too lonely, or do you want to get a way to break through to a higher realm from me?"

Jiang Jian pondered the purpose of the little old man Wu Ming's sending the beef soup.

"Maybe both!"

Wu Ming's martial arts have basically reached the extreme of this world, and it is impossible for him to improve.

But Jiang Prison's martial arts were beyond his imagination.

He was naturally curious, and wanted to get a way to break through to a higher realm from Jiang Prison.

Meantime.

Invincible is so lonely.

Wu Ming wanted to have some fun for himself.

As for whether Jiang Prison is an immortal or not, he doesn't care.

At most, it's just death.

Will people like them still stop doing it because they are afraid of death?

"Childe has a crush on beef soup?"

Lin Shiyin rubbed Jiang Prison's temples, and saw Jiang Prison fall into deep thought, thinking that Jiang Prison was thinking about beef soup.

"I've got a crush on you!"

Jiang Jian turned over, hugged Lin Shiyin's slender and delicate body into his arms, looked at her and saw her pretty face, I just wanted to bully her.

"Ah, Childe, don't ......"

Lin Shiyin's body trembled, feeling Jiang Prison's gaze and the claws of Lushan who tried to make trouble, and exclaimed:

"Don't ...... Over here...... Hmmm......"

Jiang Jian leaned over and choked Lin Shiyin's ruddy and moving cherry mouth, greedily sniffing the mature and intoxicating woman's breath on her body.

Long.

Lin Shiyin's body softened, and Jiang Jian kissed her snow-white neck lightly:

"Don't be afraid, it's all your own people here!"

Shen Bijun: "......"

Need my help pushing?

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(End of chapter)