Qiu Xin is becoming more and more unable to see the person of the Hidden Spirit Son at this moment, as the sect master of the Hidden Sect, it is not an exaggeration to call him the most powerful person in the world, and his martial arts, Qiu Xin has also seen it, which is the third layer of the Hidden Spirit Technique.

But it is such a person, the first person in the world to be righteous, who imprisoned his senior brother by cruel means in order to protect his brother, regardless of whether he was right or evil, he accidentally killed Lu Yun, and gave birth to this person, making Qiu Xin powerless to resist.

If it was really Yin Lingzi who did this, it seemed that it was not impossible, for his own purposes, hadn't he already given up on himself? Now it is reasonable to give up the Ling family sisters.

Slowly walking up the spiral staircase, the title of the seventh floor gradually emerged, there is a word, a word of justice: desire!

Is desire desire? At this moment, the question that appeared in everyone's mind for a moment was answered quickly, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

Many people sighed in their hearts that these twenty-one green buildings are really powerful, and at this time, they have to use this obscure sentence to lead out the **** heart in their hearts.

But in the eyes of these scholars, how can this matter become ****, it is just a romance! So, they are quite virtuous in this kind of thing!

"As soon as you get honey, you will have a few people at night!"

This sentence caused many people to laugh, and some of the three restaurants raised their glasses to drink together, in order to be poetic, and their eyes looked at the Oiran on the stage even hotter.

This is exactly what the people of the Qinglou want to achieve, so that in the next month, I don't know how much money will flow here.

In the midst of laughter and applause, someone made a poem, "How can a thunderstorm shake a tree, and the spring breeze drags a beautiful woman!"

After these people read out the poem, they didn't feel red at all, and they still had a look of pride, and Qiu Xin understood that compared to these people, he was so young.

Let him suddenly think of Jingmo, he can't put down a golden bottle of plum, it seems that the people who read books in the world are nothing more than that, making flower poems, one is more outstanding than the other.

And at this time, the Oiran on the nine-story platform just aggravated their fantasy heart, and they couldn't write such a poem if they didn't want to, and in the end, only the middle-aged man and Qiu Xin were left.

The middle-aged man made a gesture of invitation and asked Qiu Xin to come first, Qiu Xin did not say anything this time, but picked up the pen and wrote on the paper, "The eternal romance is here today, and the fame of thousands of miles is not to be rested!"

Qiu Xin's sentence can be said to be a big contradiction to the meaning of this topic, without the slightest desire of men and women, someone laughed at him, "It's a hairy boy, I don't understand anything, go home and nurse quickly!"

"This kind of place is not what you should come to, it's better to let your Lao Tzu come and bring you back a cheap old lady!"

Foul language came from nowhere, causing everyone to burst into laughter, and the people who stood on the seventh floor with Qiu Xin were naturally happy to see this, which made Qiu Xin take the limelight, and it can be said that he was very angry at this moment.

Qiu Xin's expression was cold, and he glanced faintly at a certain place in the restaurant, where the window suddenly closed, and the people in it broke out in a cold sweat, and they didn't dare to speak again.

"Desire is desire, you are only in this desire, what is the difference between it and animals, it is for this reason to exist in the world, what is the difference between it and death, and making achievements can also be called desire, but what's wrong?"

These people who were still laughing turned red, if it weren't for Qiu Xin standing on the seven-story wooden platform, which was in the middle of a restaurant, I was afraid that they would immediately drown in spit and trample to death.

Even so, the sound of accusation did not stop, Qiu Xin looked at the top floor, this time, they did not mean to say anything to show their attitude, Qiu Xin was also happy to do so, and walked aside.

Only the last person left, as he wrote, "The neighing courtship is for desire, and the Qingqing is the preface!"

Without losing the elegance and not violating the topic, this person is really smart, no one can blame anything, but it is naturally much more obscure than others.

On this floor, four people were stopped, and among these four people, there was no Qiu Xin, these four people looked at Qiu Xin angrily, and some people directly looked at the top floor and shouted, "Are you blind......?

Before he finished speaking, there was a violent scream, followed by a bang, and the person had disappeared on the seventh floor, and the whole person fell to the ground, blood flowed out of the seven orifices, staining the ground red.

This kind of thing actually made the atmosphere here even stronger, and cheers were heard in many rooms of the three restaurants, and the remaining three people turned pale, and they didn't dare to refute anymore, waiting quietly on the seventh floor.

Qiu Xin glanced up at the ninth layer again, those Oiran were not afraid to scream, they were still smiling, responding to the eyes of the four directions, and the Ling family sisters did not notice the death of the person below.

followed the crowd up to the eighth floor, Qiu Xin didn't expect that the people of the twenty-one Qinglou were so ruthless, and the dead people must not know about it.

I don't know if it's because I'm lost, or what, anyway, other people seem to be used to it, and they don't regret it at all.

At this time, Qiu Xin noticed that on each floor of the three restaurants, there were people guarding everywhere, and weapons were hidden in the faintly bulging clothes.

This also responds to the words of the waiter, don't say that he wants to snatch the Oiran, even if he is disrespectful to the forces in this place, he will end up like this.

Everyone on the eighth floor has obviously restrained a lot, except for more than half of the people who have been wandering here all the year round and are familiar with the rules here, everyone else has been informed of the rules by what happened just now.

The title on the eighth floor is that a woman with heavy makeup and bright makeup brought it with a silver plate, and there are three red wooden plaques on the plate, and for a while, many people's eyes became cautious.

Qiu Xin was awakened by a low muffled snort, only to see a person holding a dagger in his hand, and there was still a trace of blood on the dagger, only to see his left hand, the middle finger was broken, and the broken middle finger was in his right hand.

Cold sweat dripped down his face, dripping on the ground, and the little finger and ring finger of his right hand were gone, Qiu Xin seemed to understand something, and took a deep breath.

I saw that the man took his middle finger, still with warm blood, put it on a silver plate, picked up a wooden card, and then licked the severed finger with his hand, his face was full of pain and a smile, and he walked towards the spiral staircase.

This is not the first time this person has come here to compete for the Oiran, so there is no need for the woman to explain anything, everyone understands a little, and then someone broke a finger, changed the wooden card, and walked into the ninth floor.

Qiu Xin had never seen someone so cruel about this, so naturally he would not do this, since there were three wooden tablets, it was not only three people who could enter the ninth layer.

Because after the third person cut off his finger, he didn't change to the wooden card, and wanted to snatch the wooden card, but the final fate was to be thrown off the wooden platform and struggle on the ground for a moment before dying.

At this time, the woman turned over the last wooden card, and two words were written on it: Life and death!

The voice is pleasant and charming, Qiu Xin has only seen Scarlet Aya have such a heart-piercing charm, "This is the title of the eighth layer, the first two got this wooden card, it is already the second and third, and now you can make this poem before you can set foot on the ninth floor!"

No wonder they are willing to cut off one finger and go up to the ninth floor, but the second and third are not so good, and being able to choose an Oiran so high is something that everyone dreams of.

Qiu Xin only felt that these people were crazy, and this cruel pleasure actually made the people in the restaurants everywhere more and more crazy, and the silver was thrown out of it and fell on the wooden platform.

The rest of these people are not so brave, or they are more confident in themselves, and choose to think carefully about how to solve the problem, I have to say that it is very appropriate to use life and death as a question at this moment.

"Drunk to death and dreaming of a thought, from this to the world!"

The word drunken dream and death is very appropriate to describe the situation in Huadu, in any state in the world, where there is Yaozhou free and happy, and the people who come here are all looking for fun, and someone has a silver ingot last time and threw it in his face.

His face was red and swollen from being smashed, his mouth was full of blood after opening his mouth, he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, swallowed his Adam's apple slightly, and took the silver into his arms with madness.

This series of actions pushed the atmosphere of this place to the peak, and the poetry was dyed with blood at the moment for such an elegant thing, which made Qiu Xin want to burn this place on fire.

How could there be such a place in today's righteous path when the righteous path is strong, and when he thought so, there were several people who wrote poems to help the fun, and they never dodged the silver ingot, and one of them was pierced through the head by a large ingot of silver, and his brain burst and he fell off the wooden platform.

At this time, no one dared to read the poem, although they could bow to the essence of the color, but in case of a life and death crisis, they were naturally afraid, and the life and death on the wooden card actually meant this.

Qiu Xin's face was gloomy, when the middle-aged man saw it, he still let Qiu Xin do it first, Qiu Xin did not shirk, and wrote sixteen big characters with a wave, "There is no life and death, heaven is determined to take it, since you are not in you, the right way is not a demon!"

A silver ingot with a whistling sound towards the back of Qiu Xin's head, Qiu Xin's hand had already quietly climbed up to his back, his fingers opened and clamped the silver ingot, and he was still spinning between his fingers, which was by no means a force that ordinary people could throw.

Without hesitation, Qiu Xin went a long way and threw the silver ingot back, and one of the many rooms in the restaurant slammed shut, but the momentum of the silver ingot, like a long sword, and the speed at which they threw it out was several times faster.

The moment the window closed, it penetrated the window, followed by a violent scream, and then there was no sound, since they were acquiesced in killing people, why should they not be.

The middle-aged man smiled even more, watching Qiu Xin walk to the side, the rest of the people trembled, and finally dared to write poems again, the strange thing is that after this, there was no silver to smash, these people who complained a lot about Qiu Xin were a little grateful to Qiu Xin at this moment.

At the same time, they also regretted a little, how lucky the person who entered the ninth layer with the broken finger in front of them was, there was no danger of life and death, but they just exchanged one finger for a place, and it was still an extremely high place.

From this point of view, wouldn't it be possible to change ten times, if it was next time, they would not be left behind, and they would simply cut off a finger, and more people would probably never participate in the Oiran battle again.

Of course, this was only their thoughts before they spent the night with the Oiran. (To be continued.) )