Yan Shijiu woke up in a daze, looking at the changed scene again, his expression was already a little numb.
This time he was washed clean and put on a piece of bright white silk. He was tied to the bed in a 'big' shape. Beside him, four thick women stood like pillars in front and behind the bed.
about.
Just yesterday, the conflict between Zihua and the village elders finally broke out.
It was also the first time for Yan Jiu to see how ruthless this woman was. As soon as she got the news, she bloodbathed all the village elders without any hesitation and cut off the heads of the 'mother-in-law'
.
Afterwards, while the envoy sent by the other party to the inner court had not returned yet, someone directly took him to the inner court.
And he was given to a big shot in the inner court overnight.
Now Yan Shijiu was sent to the big man's backyard as a gift. Now in the front hall, Zihua was drinking wine with the big man in the inner court and chatting about national affairs. He, a little man, was naturally sent to
In the backyard, wait for the big shot to finish taking care of the trivial matters, and then come to visit him.
He is a great old man, and here he becomes a kidnapped concubine.
"Why is this daughter's country different from what you see in story books?"
Yan Shijiu howled for a while.
He has also figured out in the past few days that the Kingdom of Hundred Flowers is a completely closed kingdom of daughters. Women are in charge of everything here, headed by a patriarch named Baihua Empress. There are also several Baihua Envoys from the inner court. With them
As the center, this completely closed small kingdom was formed.
Men have no right to speak at all here.
What Yan Jiu couldn't accept the most was that most of the men in this place took it for granted.
"I don't know how Elder Bu Kuang is doing."
Thinking of Elder Bu Kuang's old arms and legs, if the 'strong female warrior' here takes a fancy to him, what would happen...
Yan Jiu shivered and no longer dared to think further.
Clang.
The door was knocked open.
A drunken woman broke in. Compared with the four 'pillars' beside the bed, the woman who came in was slightly better, tall and fair-skinned, but a little older.
"Little man, don't be afraid, I will pamper you well."
After seeing Yan Shijiu, this woman became even more drunk, and she did not forget to comfort her.
Yan Jiu, who was tied to the bed, struggled desperately. Unfortunately, the ropes binding his hands and feet were made of unknown materials. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.
"Do you know who I am!"
Yan Shijiu was furious and was ready to reveal his identity to the outside world to intimidate the other party.
"I don't care who you are, if you end up here, you will be my concubine in the 32nd room of Mandala!" As she said this, the woman reached out and touched Yan Jiu's face, and then suddenly raised her hand and slapped him.
.
Yan Jiu was stunned by the slap.
Good guy, this old lady likes to play with girls!
"From today on, you will be called Ah Cai, do you understand?"
"Fuck you, Ah Cai, I will fight with you!
"
Yan Jiu couldn't bear it any longer. He tried his best to use the internal power in his body. The power of the golden body spread all over his body, and a pale golden color appeared on his skin. The powerful aura kept surging, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through it.
The threads on the hands and feet.
"That's it, the more you resist, the more excited I get."
Mandala looked at the rebellious Yan Jiu, and the smile on her face became even brighter. Behind her, a colorful flower spider loomed. Lying on the bed, Yan Jiu was just like the prey in the web, struggling no matter what.
Can't escape.
"I am the direct disciple of the master of Qingyi Pavilion. If you insult me, my master will not let you go!"
After finding that he couldn't break free, Yan Shijiu finally used his life-saving trump card.
Bright backer!
Qingyi Tower? The power of Zhenwu Cult.
Mandala frowned slightly. As the elder of the inner court, she naturally knew the distribution of forces in the outside world. As one of the top three sects in Daqi, she had heard of the Zhenwu Sect.
If it is really Tsing Yi Building, this will be a big problem.
"You said you are the disciple of Master Qingyi, are you?"
"I have the identity token of Tsing Yi House on me."
Mandala walked over and searched, but did not find the so-called token. Only then did Yan Jiu remember that when Zihua stripped him naked and washed him as a gift, all his clothes had been changed.
Since there was no identification, Mandala was too lazy to bother anymore. He walked forward directly, grabbed Yan Jiu's clothes, and tore them hard...
The next day, early morning.
The refreshed Mandala changed into clean clothes, took out a Mandala flower, put it on, and walked into the Flower Palace.
When she came over, there were already five people standing inside.
These five people are the same as Mandala. They are the messengers of hundreds of flowers. They are the strongest except for the Queen of Hundred Flowers. Including Mandala who just arrived, there are six people in total. The other five people saw Mandala coming in and gave a signal, which was regarded as a fight.
After greeting him, Mandala responded, then walked to his seat and stood, waiting with the other five people.
Time passed, and about a quarter of an hour passed.
A burly figure walked out of the royal court. The figure was three meters tall, with bulging muscles all over its body, like a walking King Kong monster.
But when they saw her face, everyone would subconsciously fall into despair.
Beautiful face, golden body.
After this man walked in, he walked directly to the throne at the top and sat down without looking at the six people below.
"Are you ready for the spiritual blood I want?"
The woman on the throne glanced over, and then asked.
"Affected by the influence from Jinghai City this month, the number of businessmen passing by has decreased..." A woman wearing a white flower on her head said.
"What happened in Jinghaicheng?"
"I reported it to you last month."
"Forget it, it doesn't matter."
Seeing that the white-flowered woman wanted to elaborate, the 'Hundred Flower Empress' on the throne waved her hand impatiently.
"I have now cultivated the "Hundred Demons Yuanshen Law" to the highest level. As long as the gods and will are united, I will be invincible in the world. No matter how the outside world changes, as long as I come out of the mountain, I can dominate the world and be invincible!"
Women in the Baihua Kingdom only cultivate the soul, and the Baihua Empress is the leader among them.
The basis for this is the "Hundred Demons Yuanshen Law" spoken by Empress Baihua.
If the power of the soul of ordinary Yuanshen realm warriors is 1, then the power of their Baihua Kingdom's "Hundred Demons Yuanshen Method" is 10 or 100. This is far more powerful than the warriors of this world can understand. It is precisely because of the
Only Baihua Empress is so confident in this skill.
"The unity of God and will? My Majesty, have you reached this state?"
Precisely because they practice this technique, the six women below know how powerful this realm is.
In their kingdom of flowers, qualifications come first.
The one who cultivates the "Hundred Demons Yuan Shen Method" to the strongest level is their king.
"In other words, our Kingdom of Hundred Flowers is not far from being born!"
Everyone is refreshed and feels that the future is bright.