“Damn it!”

"Damn? Late...Damn!"

“…………………”

With the opening of the 36D holographic projection, the scene in the second floor private room is reflected in the eyes.

The two-character national treasure in the mouth of Wuzong Zhu Houzhao is like the old man who watched the roller coaster in the joke. His tone is fluctuating and rhythmic. He uses two simple words to express all the emotions he wants to express.

Accurate and capable.

Others, including Lao Zhu Abiao, Lao Zhu Di and others, even Ji Boying, could not help but look at the moment when he saw the scene in the private room.

Can you still play like this?

It's simply, too rough!

at the same time.

In the second floor private room, a man and a woman are having a fierce battle.

The two of them had no idea that there were more than twenty SSVIP voyeurs from the Ming Dynasty, staring at their every move.

To be precise, this is not a fight of magnitude, but a complete victory of magnitude.

The players against both sides are:

The first one is from the prosperous Tang Dynasty "General Li·General Tiance·General Taizong of the Tang Dynasty·Common Lord of East Asia·Tiankhan of All Nations·Shimin";

The second one is from the Wu Zhou Dynasty "Wu·Heavenly Bear, Golden Wheel Holy Spirit, Zetian Great Sage, Guardian of the Four Seas, Zhao".

Let's see the current situation.

Li Er pinched Wu Zhao's back neck and pressed the old lady in her seventies tightly on the table in the posture of an old farmer pushing a ox cart to plow the land, without any respect for the elderly.

Looking at Li Er's handsome face, it was covered with bloodstains of nails, which were all the results of Wu Zhao's nail art.

"You shrew, so bold, you dare to fight me!"

Li Er's face was dark and his whole popularity was almost blowing. Before entering the room, he originally planned to scold this disobedient old lady.

Originally, in Li Er's established imagination, he stepped on the threshold of the private room, and Wu Zhao should have to kneel on the ground, crying bitterly at him, making a vow, and holding his thighs for forgiveness.

However, in fact, when Li Er stepped over the threshold of the private room, when the door of the private room was closed, the moment when Li Er and Wu Zhao met.

Wu Zhao took the lead and took the lead in using the "tea pot crushed peaches".

The specific operation is as follows: pick up the teapot on the table, pour the strength around you, and quickly smash it towards Li Er's peach.

Fortunately, Li Er's body had already developed the dodging instinct on the battlefield in his early years and avoided the teapot, otherwise this wave would have been broken.

Then, there was an indisputable crushing battle.

After all, in terms of personal force, being calm is physical fitness, combat experience, or age. Wu Zhao, who is in his early seventies, cannot be a Li Er opponent in his fifties.

Li Er finally held Wu Zhao down with an old face.

Women who are not from a martial artist fight are nothing more than just pulling their hair and catching their faces. Even Wu Zhao and Wu Zetian, who have been undermining their lives, cannot get out of this vicious circle.

"Are you convinced?"

‘Hiss~!’

The stinging pain on his face made Li Er suck involuntarily.

After saying that.

Li Er's other hand slapped Wu Zhao with a shit.

‘Pa’.

Wu Zhao, who is in his early seventies, has aged, but his skin is still shining. With a good rouge makeup on his face, he looks only in his forties or fifties at first glance.

Under this draw, it was faintly red.

"I am the Emperor of the Great Zhou, why should I obey you!"

Wu Zhao gritted his teeth viciously.

Wu Zhao is not Wu Meiniang in Li Shimin's impression, but Wu Zetian.

This is a female protagonist in the world who has experienced countless blood rains and used countless lives to kill people, block people, Buddhas block people, and her son blocks the way to kill his son, step by step, and embarks on the supreme emperor of the world.

"The Tang Dynasty has been exhausted, and Wuzhou is about to rise."

"This is destiny!"

"Li Er, no matter how powerful you are, you can't change it!"

Even though he was pressed on the table, Wu Zhao was still extremely tough.

"Li Er can be called out too?!"

“(╬◣д◢)!”

“****!”

Listening to these words, Li Er was furious and all the Xianbei words came out.

"Since you said destiny."

"Then today I will let you know that your so-called destiny is nothing in front of me."

"Whether it is Wu Zhou or you, you will be conquered by me."

"Yeah, it's just a toy of mine!"

After saying that, Li Er tore Wu Zhao's special dragon robe apart, and the authentic tear play.

Since I can't accept the beating or saying I can't accept it, I can only use a whip to whip!

Instantly.

There was a burst of exclamation in the main hall downstairs.

Fortunately, the sound insulation of this elegant room is good, and Li Er doesn't know what's going on, not to mention that he is angry now and he doesn't care about anything else.

At this moment, Ji Boying opened a holographic projection for the Ming Dynasty's crown princes in the main hall downstairs. The visual effect is basically no different from watching it on site.

"Gaia!"

I don’t know which talent it was, but suddenly said this.

moment.

The others all reacted one after another, and yelled "Gaia" one after another.

I haven't experienced the fairy illusion of the first perspective for too long, so most of these people have forgotten the spell of "Gaia" that switches perspectives.

In such a exciting scene, you must switch to the first perspective, feel empathy, and even the temperature can be synchronized!

‘???’

Ji Boying was stunned.

Play really?!

Li Er, Li Er, from today on, you will no longer be the pure and lovely Tian Khan in my mind.

But there is a saying that from Li Er's perspective, Wu Zhao is just a concubine and a concubine. He did this in a closed door, which is reasonable, legal, and ethical way.

A concubine, let alone killing Wu Zhao directly, is understandable in this era.

Thoughts move slightly.

Ji Boying instantly closed the holographic projection.

These scenes in the eyes of "Gaia" and the real first-level experience disappeared in an instant, and the sighs were filled with continuous ups and downs.

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"Just a little bit, just a little bit!"

"Li Er's speed is still too slow."

"As long as a woman is just a handful of sand, Wu Zetian is no exception."

“……………………”

The Emperors of the Ming Dynasty started discussing,

"This is Li Er's family matter, so don't get involved."

Ji Boying glanced at the crown princes of the emperors.

These guys are not serious at all.

A man is a teenager until his death, and the emperor is the same. He is excited when encountering such a passionate thing.

At this moment, Lao Zhu also coughed a little embarrassedly.

Although he also wanted to see it, he was the ancestor of the Zhu family and the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty. How could he take the lead in peeping at the corners of the wall?

Moreover, the first perspective of the fairy and illusion is no longer a peeping corner, but a real equivalent of experience.
To be continued...