It's night, the top floor of the Manhua Building, the Oiran room. Wen Feixian's eyes stared at the two beauties on the bed for a moment, the same cloud sideburns and black hair, the same snow-skinned lips, the same red shirt and tulle, and even better, the two beauties even had the same faces. Under the swaying of the red candle, looking at the beauty through the tulle, this fun~hehe~Not to mention twins~You all know~ Ah, no, Xiaosheng doesn't mean that. Let's describe it more elegantly.

A beautiful woman in red was reclining on the bed, her autumn-like eyes squinting, as if looking up at the person in front of her, and the beauty in front of her was holding her cheeks and looking at it carefully, and the tender little finger brushed her red lips and the bridge of her nose from time to time, and finally stopped on her eyelids. It stands to reason that the beauty in bed should at least close her eyes and show her shyness. But she didn't, her eyes were still squinting, and she didn't even move her eyelashes.

The beauty under the bed seemed to have had enough, turned around lazily, and was surprised to find that there was a "benefactor" in the house, and said curiously: "Why are you still here? Didn't you tell you to find the little mouse?"

This time, it was Wen Feixian's turn to be a half-immortal and a dead Lingtang: "Uncle Yuan...... I told you before, the old mouse felt that you were always coming, and the day before yesterday I didn't know where to go, how could I find it......"

The beauty will pay full attention to a box of rouge that she has just discovered, happily pick it up, and carefully put on makeup to the one on the bed, and Wen Banxian on the side didn't dare to say anything, so she had to cry and look at the beautiful face and draw it as a monkey's buttocks. Finally, when the beauty was done, she turned around again: "The little mouse has been found?"

“...... I can't find ......," Wen Banxian was about to cry.

The beauty frowned, and threw the rouge in her hand to the ground, full of scarlet. Wen Banxian seemed to have seen his tragic ending, and couldn't help but turn his head, unable to bear to look at it again.

"Master Wen~ The slave family is now a little lady of the Yuan, isn't it beautiful to dress up like this?" The tone of the red-clothed beauty was both shy and simple, and the lively flower street was clear. Then her tone changed, and she was more shrewd than the shrew scolding the street in the alley: "It's been half a day! You can't even call a mouse back! What use do you have! No wonder you zerg don't make a climate! It's good that you haven't exterminated the clan like you!"

"Uncle Yuan......"

"Yuan Xiaoniang, I can't even understand the words, do I!?"

"Scold me, can you not drag your family with you......"

"Ah!?You still dare to talk back, right!?" The light scolding seemed to be still angry, and he stepped forward and slapped it straight from Wen Banxian Tianling Gai, Wen Banxian was like melting ice, and there was no broken flesh and blood on the ground, but a black beetle the size of a bronze mirror appeared, with nine long legs supporting the weight of the whole body, which was the original form of the strange insect.

The beauty was stunned, suddenly smiled, and then said coquettishly: "I forgot that people's weakness is Tianling Gai~" and shook her head slightly as she spoke, as if she was self-deprecating and her memory was declining.

On the ground, he heard that the half-immortal was scared and sweated, and hurriedly said: "Yuan Xiaoniang, how can I say that the little demon is still here to report, the mouse spirit has absconded directly, if you want to kill, kill him first!"

"I still have everything I think about, and the slave family can't think of anything~" As he spoke, he pulled a lock of hair from the puppet beauty on the bed, and flicked it into the air, as if he was wrapped in something, and then fell hard, and a golden mouse rolled on the ground. The rat didn't care about the pain, and his two front paws hurriedly moved forward, and presented the things in his hand to the beautiful woman as if he were offering a treasure, and his eyes were extremely urgent.

The beauty took the thing, and her gaze softened a lot, and the fierce aura just now seemed to be just an illusion. Then she opened her mouth slightly, and sighed that she was still a mouse who would be a man. The two lying on the ground immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that they had escaped today. If you want to ask what the object is, it is a baby's palm-sized Zizhi, the whole body is crystal clear, there is a faint brilliance under the candlelight, and the two of them a few steps away can clearly feel the surging aura that seems to be substantial.

"Good thing!" the beauty said in surprise, and then shook her head regretfully, "It's a pity that Uncle Yuan never eats the same kind of thing." ”

"The little demon knows, the little lady of Yuan is the most charitable, but the little demon accidentally broke the ancient tree where he lived when he caught him, and he had no place to live, so his spiritual power was greatly reduced, and he couldn't even turn into a human form, the little demon was uneasy, and he was really afraid that he would not be able to survive tomorrow, so he specially sent it to ask the little lady of Yuan to heal. ”

"Hmm" the beauty patted the mouse approvingly, and the mouse turned into a young man in a gold-patterned brocade robe under her hand.

"Alas, little mouse, what are you doing in this matter, what are you doing to arrest people for no reason? Seeing that you have destroyed other people's shelters, presumably this spirit will not be able to live even if it returns to the body, right?" said and swept his eyes lightly to the ground, and the two people on the ground hurriedly raised their heads, their eyes full of approval. The beauty nodded with great satisfaction, and continued to speak to herself, the purple qi in her hand twisted quite unwillingly, as if she was refutating and begging for mercy. The beauty unconsciously clenched her fists, compressing the purple qi into a smaller and smaller mass.

"Ouch, Sister Zizhi looks like she can't be saved, hey...... It's really a sin~" glanced at the gold shopkeeper with a lot of resentment, like the little daughter-in-law who was abandoned. "But this hard-won aura can't be wasted, although my sister can't bear it, I have to make this decision, and I hope my sister will bear it." After speaking, he held the purple qi and sent it to his mouth, saying that it was strange, the purple qi that could still struggle a few times just now was like death at this time, and he had to watch himself enter the red lips and white teeth little by little. As soon as the purple qi entered the mouth, the beauty was refreshed and radiant, and the already beautiful corners of the eyes and eyebrows added a three-point style. The lip color is red and vivid.

"Hmm...... Thanks to Mr. Jin's hospitality, the little woman was able to fill her belly...... No, Zizhi's sister died young, and the slave family was very sad. The slave family has nothing else to do, and this time I came here for my lucky man......"

"Yuan Xiao Lady...... That word is used by abandoned women......"

"Hmm...... Is it...... ，...... Uncle Yuan loves to use it like this!Interrupt Uncle Yuan's speechDo you know that the capital crime!Ming'er at this time, bring that Li Jingliu to Uncle Yuan here, this thing is done well, and the uncle will be rewarded! If it is not done well~~ Uncle reluctantly eats the rat, the worm~~ You can choose Huadiao or Daughter Red. Then a gust of wind swept up, and most of the bottles and cans in the room were shattered, and when I looked again, the beauty was gone.

Then, the puppet beauty on the bed sighed and woke up. The golden shopkeeper only looked at the beautiful face painted like a monkey's buttocks, and said very shyly: "Shopkeeper, you have been in the slave room in the middle of the night...... What can I do with the slave family's reputation?" said and covered his face with both hands, if it weren't for the thick rouge that ruined his feelings, the sad color of pear blossoms with rain would be really moving.

The golden shopkeeper had no choice but to step forward and continue the ossification technique that had been lifted......

Wen Banxian, who had only then relieved himself, easily recondensed into a human form, leaned on the table and rubbed onto the chair, "Don't you say that most of the grass and tree spirits have a gentle temperament...... It's so ferocious, I've only seen it in my life. ”

"Isn't it, I don't want to eat that Zizhi myself...... You said he didn't blink an eye......" The golden shopkeeper covered his chest with his hands.

"Hey, you just gave it a spirit, and it can move. What about the flesh? It's about to stew and crush us. ”

"Wait...... That's me! You're too embarrassed to ask me for food!?"

"I said you're so stingy, Uncle Ming'er Yuan is still here, and I'll give you food again to see where you cry. ”

"Makes sense...... But which one is he going to sing, find a mortal?"

"Who knows, that inexplicable temper, the ghost doesn't know what he thinks, you have heard about today's events, and I don't know what kind of wind he smoked, he was stunned to make a wooden gas condensing the sky, not to wash the marrow of that kid, in the courtyard of the Li family, in front of so many people, for fear that the sky would not know. ”

"Okay, okay, Uncle Yuan is an ancestral spirit, although he is a demon, his level is higher than that of the earth immortal, what do the heavens dare to do with him? Let's cultivate well...... Hey, what are you eating!?"

The golden shopkeeper snatched it with his hand, it was Zizhi's lifeless half of the body, stuffed it into his mouth, and greeted Wen Banxian in the face with a kick, Wen Banxian was lame, and screamed worse than killing a pig: "Kill someone! Jin Youqian is killing people in Oiran's room......!"

Even though the entire Wanhualou woke up, even though the onlookers lined up from the top floor, Wen Banxian still couldn't escape a socialist-style beating. The gold shopkeeper broke his fortune twice, and this time he didn't take it lightly or heavily, and he howled while fighting.

The onlookers were curious, so they asked, only to see the golden shopkeeper sobbing and spitting: "This shameless man on the ground...... actually peeked at my Bingqing Yujie Qiuniang's **, I ...... I...... I'm so sad...... "Okay...... In this way, Wen Banxian was beaten half to death, and no one dared to come up to persuade him.

Smelling the first time I ate Zizhi, I only felt that my whole body was full of Thai and warm. Even if you are beaten, you think it's worth it!

But it was not right to fight, and I began to feel pain, and my bones seemed to hurt when they were disjointed.

I also said earlier that Wen Banxian is a strange insect and has no combat power, which is also related to his own laziness, you think, that person who has never cultivated suddenly suffered a lot of aura, and that's it. Now he was beaten again, just like a bottle filled with water, when it was full, the water naturally flowed out, but it smashed the bottle violently? Wen Banxian's whole body aura was scattered, and the overflowing spiritual power was scurrying in his body, and his bones and meridians were all damaged.

Seeing that his subordinates were silent, the golden shopkeeper also felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly stopped to look, who knew that the half-immortal was so good that he could not die...... It seems that Zizhi has eaten too much......", the golden shopkeeper exploded again, holding the half-dead goods, and threw them directly from the window on the top floor.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, but fortunately it was Flower Street, and I was used to any sound, and no one took it to heart.