How many idle girls are there in your building right now?

Bai Fu asked domineeringly, and the old bustard immediately added to him in his heart, "I've got it all." Thinking like this, the old bustard's eyes immediately turned into ingots, and he leaned towards him enthusiastically.

The old bustard's face was covered with rouge, the smell was too strong, and when he saw it approaching, Bai Fu hurriedly flashed to the side like a snake and scorpion.

The old bustard couldn't give it to his arms and almost fell, and couldn't help but look at Bai Fu with a resentful face. At this glance, I could only see that Bai Fu was extremely cold, and snakeskin bumps were covered all over her body, and she almost kicked her out.

"Hmmm......" Bai Fu saw that the bustard was about to pounce, so he took out ten gold leaves from his waist bag, spread them into a fan-shape, and said after shaking the bustard's eyes: "Call all the idle girls in your building out......"

Before Bai Fu's words fell, the old bustard waved a fan, ran upstairs with a pomegranate skirt and shouted: "Girls, there is a rich lord, all come out to pick up guests......

"......" Bai Fu filled his head with black lines, and when he saw that several prostitutes in the hall were looking at him, he hurriedly covered his face with his sleeves and fled to a corner to stand.

"......Boom," the bustard said, and more than twenty girls immediately came upstairs—it was daylight, and it was not yet their business hours.

Soon, Bai Fu was submerged in the fat powder pile again!

"Stand back!" Bai Fu, who had expected it, propped up the air shield and stopped the group of women three feet in front of him. He brushed the golden fan paved with gold leaves in his hand, and after shaking the group of dusty women, he pointed to the sloppy old man who stood outside the door, incompatible with this land of fireworks, and said to the girl who was staring at him: "See that Taoist master, if any of you have the ability to invite him to your boudoir to drink a glass of flower wine, these gold leaves will be hers......"

"Whoa......" Bai Fu's voice fell, and the twenty or so girls surrounding him immediately ran towards the sloppy old road, scrambling to be the first - one gold leaf can get them out of this sea of suffering, and the other nine gold leaves can make them worry about food and clothing for the rest of their lives, how can they not be anxious.

Bai Fu repeatedly brushed the gold leaves in his hands, stood still with his back against the window, and showed a faint smile on his face, looking ready to watch a good show.

A group of women rushed up like wolves, their sloppy and old faces changed, and they hurriedly held up their anger and prepared to block the women.

"Bang!" Bai Fu flicked his fingers, and a golden leaf shot away, grazing the waist of a pink beauty and flying by, hitting the old Dao who had just been able to hold up and not reinforce.

With a "bang", the gold leaf hit the newly raised gang qi, and immediately exploded into a pile of gold dust, and the old gang qi also collapsed.

"Master Dao, come to the slave's house ......"

The timing of Bai's comeback shot was well controlled, and it was just when the women rushed to the front of the old road. His qi was broken, and before he had time to recondense, he immediately dried the young woman and wrapped her hands, her hands were pulled by four or five pairs of jade hands, and she couldn't break free - she was afraid that if she used too much force, she would hurt the other party.

The white turtle soul jumped out of the flesh and turned into a white complex appearance and left the window, while the real body turned out of the window and headed out of the city.

"Boom......" The turtle soul brushed the gold leaves in his hand repeatedly, and saw that the old Taoist seemed to have roots under his legs, and these delicate young women pulled him not to move, so he smiled and said: "I only said that I would invite this Taoist master to your boudoir to drink, but I didn't say that you must politely invite him, you can take something from him." As long as he goes to your room to ask for it, I have this gold leaf, and everyone will have it then!"

As soon as she heard the words of the turtle soul, the girls who were secretly anxious immediately lit up when they surrounded the old way but couldn't squeeze forward.

Lao Dao didn't have a lot of things on him, there were more monks and less meat, and a group of perverts were also women who immediately started to rob them. Some went to grab the peachwood sword on Lao Dao's back, some went to grab the black bone hairpin on Lao Dao's head, some went to grab the red wine gourd on Lao Dao's waist, and more went to grab Lao Dao's shoulder bag. There was a girl who was excited, and she directly grabbed Lao Dao's belt and pulled it, took off the belt and ran upstairs to her room.

"Stop, stop it......" After a period of coaxing, the already sloppy old way became even more sloppy, his face flushed, and he scolded angrily, but unfortunately it was useless, he dared to be angry and couldn't do it, and he couldn't suppress the woman in the Fengyue field at all.

"Loosen your clothes and untie them, wonderful!" the turtle soul laughed, very funny.

The few long things on Lao Dao's body were stripped off and left his body, and his own breath leaked out. The peach wood sword is a real weapon, so is the hairpin, and there is also an object in the shoulder bag that releases the power of the real weapon, fortunately, the gourd is just an ordinary artifact, otherwise Bai Fu will really kneel.

"This old Dao's net worth is really rich!" The turtle soul's eyes narrowed slightly, and the clothes on the dark Dao Lao Dao's body were obviously magic clothes, plus the other three magic weapons, it was really a fight, and all kinds of magic weapons were matched, I am afraid that it was no worse than refining into a second primordial god and having twice the mana.

"Spread out!" "The magic weapon is a guy who eats, and he can't leave his body easily, seeing that he can't get out of the gentle tactics, the old Taoist luck is in his throat, and he makes a soul-shaking sound, which shocks the women and retreats, and retrieves their magic weapons one by one.

"Dao Chief, your belt is in that room. The turtle soul was not affected by the Daoist's spells, he pointed to a room upstairs, thought about it and added: "Remember to walk slowly with your pants, so as not to run out!"

"Hmph!" Lao Dao snorted coldly, flashed to the door that Bai Fu was pointing to, waved his sleeves open the door, and made a trick, and the belt was sucked into his hand.

The belt is wrapped around the waist, and after the hands are knotted in front, the old Tao holds the peachwood sword and wants to kill the "white fu" (this white fu is transformed by the turtle soul, so it is added in quotation marks, the same below).

"Pick up the money!" the turtle soul shook his hand, and the nine golden leaves in his hand fell to the ground, making an incomparably crisp sound. The women who had just woken up from the old Taoist voice immediately rushed over.

"Haha......" The turtle soul laughed, pushed open the window and jumped out - he could have turned his anger away, but thinking of what kind of "immortal guide compass" this old Taoist has, I don't know how big its sensing range is, I think it's better to disguise it as a real body first, and then delay the next time.

Lao Dao saw "Bai Fu" walking through the window, and immediately flashed out of Yihong Courtyard, looked around, and found no trace of Bai Fu, so he took out a compass with a diameter of half a foot and a general finger in the blue from the shoulder bag, pinched the trick and recited the mantra, as if he wanted to do it.

"Dao Chief, you went around Yihong Courtyard, are you looking for a familiar girl?" Old Dao was about to make the immortal guide compass and investigate Bai Fu's traces, when he suddenly heard the voice of "Bai Fu" joking in his ears.

Lao Dao suddenly turned around and looked up, and saw "Bai Fu" standing on the eaves, looking at him with a smile.

"The demon is so daring!" The sloppy old man was furious, put away the compass, pulled out the peachwood sword on his back, jumped up, and killed "Bai Fu".

"Bai Fu" floated back, flew to the west, Lao Dao naturally would not let him leave like this, only to see him fall and get up, a cyan lotus flower was born under his feet, the lotus held him, and chased towards "Bai Fu" at great speed.

"Huh!" Lao Dao shouted, and the thunder on the peachwood sword flashed, and he came out of his hand, stabbing towards the "Bai Fu" vest like lightning.

The peachwood sword came extremely fast, and Bai Fugu couldn't disguise his true body with a turtle soul, so he suddenly turned into a clear breath and narrowly avoided the flying wooden sword.

"Yuan Shen?" Lao Dao pinched his sword trick, summoned back the peachwood sword that shot forward, and said to the "Bai Fu" who had regrouped into human form, although he was asking, his tone was very firm.

"To be exact, it's the second primordial god!" After the turtle soul said with a smile, he turned his qi and soared, and soon flew into the clouds.