Tu Xiaodao came to the green building where Fang and Hu Keqin had just walked, and the women were still leaning on the railing to solicit guests. Seeing the butcher knife, one of the women said: "Look, he's here, I'll just say, don't look at his honest face, in fact, I feel very sullen." ”

"Master, come up and have fun, it's so boring to face that tigress all day long. Several Qinglou women scratched their heads at the butcher knife and teased him.

Tu Xiaodao didn't answer, and stepped into the Qinglou, a vulgar smell of fat powder mixed with the smell of warm human flesh rushed to his face, almost knocking Tu Xiaodao to the ground.

In the lobby, a big man grabbed a middle-aged man who looked like a foreman and scolded: "Fuck, this is the Qinglou, that Yimeng accompanies the uncle to eat and drink, dresses so coquettishly, but doesn't let people kiss Fangze, what do you say about selling your body or not, what do you pretend to be when you come out to sell? This is obviously when a bitch still wants to set up an archway, provoking Lao Tzu's stomach with nowhere to vent, old turtle, hurry up and return the spirit stone to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to go to a place where he can sell his body to vent his fire!"

Tu Xiaodao secretly probed his cultivation with his divine sense, this big man was actually in the early stage of the Jindan Realm, and he grabbed the palm class in his hand, like pinching a chicken, and the master class couldn't move. But the head of the class did not have the slightest timidity, and said coldly: "This uncle, I'm afraid that you haven't heard of our ninth-rate name, and you don't know the rules of our Qinglou, the rules of our Qinglou have always been to sell your art and not your body, you should have heard of this, but it is possible that you drink too much spirit wine and your mind is not very clear, so it is no wonder that you, I Qinglou opens the door to do business, and peace is precious, how can I not be a little angry, but if you are still entangled......"

Dahan sneered: "Hugh won the name of the ninth rate to scare Uncle Ben, and you don't want to inquire who Uncle Ben is?"

"I don't know who you are, but I know that soon you will die an ugly death. Tu Xiaodao said to the big man.

The big man turned his head and saw the butcher knife.

"Hmph! A stinky boy with a lotus state of mind dares to mix blindly, get out of the way!" As the big man shouted, a wave of yuan power attacked the butcher knife like an angry wave.

But Tu Xiaodao didn't dodge or dodge, just looked at the big man with a smile, just when the Yuan Force was about to hurt Tu Xiaodao, it suddenly disappeared into invisibility, and at the same time, the big man's huge body flew straight out, and then fell outside the gate of the Qinglou with a "snap", not moving, I don't know whether it is dead or alive.

At this time, the head of the squad said to a small servant beside him: "This person is a disciple of the nearby Haicheng Pavilion, hurry up and send him back to the Haicheng Pavilion, and let his master discipline him!"

The little guy took the order, and the foreman said to the onlookers: "Ladies and gentlemen, the accident just now has disturbed everyone's interest, and the old man has made amends here, please continue to have fun." ”

The crowd of onlookers saw that there was nothing to see, so they dispersed.

"This son," said the head of the family, pulling the butcher's knife, "my master wants to see you, please come with me." ”

"Trouble leads the way. ”

The foreman led Tu Xiaodao to the Nuan Yu Pavilion on the third floor, pushed open the door, and said to Tu Xiaodao: "Son, please come in." ”

Tu Xiaodao walked into the room, and there was an elegant fragrance wafting in the room, which was completely different from the vulgar fat powder fragrance downstairs. The curtains in the room were low, and a figure could be faintly seen.

Tu Xiaodao wanted to speak, but the sound of the piano sounded in the depths of the curtain, and the sound of the piano was quiet, making people forget the vulgar. After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped, and the "former ......" Tu Xiaodao just spit out a word in his mouth, but who knew that the sound of the piano started again, and Tu Xiaodao had to listen to this song patiently.

After the song, Tu Xiaodao said: "I heard that the predecessors of Qingloumen Miaoyin stroked the piano well, and when I heard it today, it was really extraordinary!"

"The disciple of the Hai Cheng Pavilion shot to hurt you, why didn't you hide?" In the depths of the curtain, a woman's voice was as beautiful as a yellow warbler out of the valley.

"The name of the Qinglou Gate, the younger generation has already heard of it, and the rules of the Qinglou Gate, the younger generation also knows a little bit about it, since the younger generation is in the Qinglou Gate, how can they be hurt by others. ”

"Even so, at that time, the Yuan Force emitted by the disciples of Haicheng Pavilion had already touched your body, if there was a slight mistake, I am afraid that you would be seriously injured if you did not die!"

"If the junior is injured, isn't that the signboard that smashed the door of the Qinglou?

"Good boy, kind of interesting. Miao Yin said, "You're not here to drink and listen to the piano in my Qinglou, right?"

"The seniors are like gods," Tu Xiaodao hugged his fists, "The juniors came here just to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone, what kind of person are you looking for?"

So Tu Xiaodao told Miaoyin about the separation from Hu Keqin.

"Listen to what you said, this doesn't seem like our sect did it, you should know that my sect has always only done serious business, and would never do such an outrageous thing. When Miaoyin said this, he saw the curtains open layer by layer, and Tu Xiaodao raised his eyes and finally saw Miaoyin himself.

Tu Xiaodao listened to his voice, thinking that Miaoyin was a beauty with bright eyes and bright teeth, who would have thought that she was five big and three thick, with slanted eyebrows and eyes, so rough that she seemed to be a man, what made people laugh was that she just wiped the fat and powdered it again, and made a little girl.

"Knife, come here. Miao Yin beckoned to Tu Xiaodao, "Do you think it's him?"

Tu Xiaodao came to Miaoyin, Miaoyin took out a seven-hole spirit stone, injected Yuan Li into it, and projected light and shadow from the hole of the spirit stone, converging into an image of the old Dao, and there was a stone door behind the old Dao, who was he or not?

"Senior, it's him!" said Tu Xiaodao.

So Miaoyin found the head of the class and said to him: "Hurry up and find this old way!"

The foreman hurriedly went downstairs to find the old way.

Soon after, the head of the squad came and said: "Sect master, that old Dao is not a sect member under the You Fang Sect, but this assembly is attached to the Yun You Fang Sect under his door, and he wants to earn a little spirit stone flower with a fantasy, but he left the market at some point, and his whereabouts are unknown." ”

Miao Yin listened to what the head of the class said, and immediately his face was like frost, and he was about to attack.

At this time, Tu Xiaodao said: "Don't be angry with the seniors, the juniors already know that the disappearance of the dear sister has nothing to do with your sect." ”

Hearing Tu Xiaodao say this, Miao Yin's face softened a little, and said, "Do you still have some of her personal belongings? Maybe my seven-hole spirit stone can find her traces." ”

Tu Xiaodao hurriedly handed over the qi pill condensed by Hu Keqin's aura to Miaoyin, who placed the qi pill in a hollow in the seven-hole spirit stone.

Then the Yuan Force was injected into the Seven Holes Spirit Stone, and the Spirit Stone was urged, and the breath spread in the depths of time and space was sensed by Hu Keqin through the Qi Pill, but there was a powerful force that blocked the induction of the Spirit Stone.

Miaoyin gritted her teeth, strengthened her luck with her yuan, and injected the spirit stone, the spirit stone continued to shake, and finally projected light and shadow from the hole, the light and shadow trembled endlessly, faintly showing two figures, one of which was Hu Keqin, and the other was a middle-aged woman.

At this moment, the seven-hole spirit stone suddenly exploded, and Miao Yin's throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.