189. Chapter 189 [I want to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!] 23
At this point of view, it is extraordinary. The strength of fighting spirit at this time has just passed the Martial Emperor level. It can be regarded as a Martial Emperor level at most. This is far from Leng Meiying’s expected goal. Leng Meiying
The original expectation was that he would at least return to the strength of the Martial God in this world.
After careful inspection, Leng Meiying discovered that there was actually a black film in the air sea that restricted his power, and this film turned out to be another terrible poison!
Looking at the venom that penetrated into the bone marrow, Leng Meiying's heart was completely cold. Who had she offended? Someone actually wanted to harm her like this. Even the poison on her body was infused in several layers. This
Those who do this really deserve to be killed!
However, who in the end poisoned her? Could it be that besides the second lady, there was someone else who wanted to poison him?
Unable to figure out this joint, Leng Meiying frowned deeply.
It seems necessary to ask Xue Jiao to conduct a thorough investigation. She, Leng Meiying, has no habit of letting her enemies hide behind the scenes.
After taking a breath, Leng Meiying walked out of the room.
Although her skills have not been restored, she has finally reached the level of the Martial Emperor. From now on, she can be regarded as having the ability to protect herself.
In the yard, Ye Lin and the three of them looked at Leng Meiying intently. Their cultivation was not weak. In the past, when Leng Meiying had no fighting spirit, they would think that Leng Meiying was enigmatic, even though they could see through her at a glance.
Although his cultivation level is unfathomable, his strength is unfathomable.
But now, she was dressed in pure white but at the same time she was in a pool of black mud, which was impossible to see through.
"Captain, what are you..."
Leng Meiying smiled softly and said calmly: "I just regained some strength. Let's go and celebrate your victory first."
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The rouge is broken, the beauty is in tears, the difficulty is as high as Chunxiao's serious crime.
The hibiscus tent, the fragrance of spring is warm, singing till my heart breaks at midnight.
At the celebration banquet, some people were lively and some were bitter. While Ye Lin and others were singing happily, Meng Changsheng, Xiang Duxiu and others were naturally in a state of frustration.
On the top floor of Chunxiang Tower, there was the sound of silk and bamboo, the swaying of pink vines, and behind a blur of ambiguous pink, a group of girls dressed in clear clothes and without eyebrows danced lightly in the banquet.
Ye Lin and Su Qi were sitting upright, not squinting, looking at their nose and nose, not daring to neglect.
On the surface, Le Bing was no different from Su Qi, but the fat man's eyes lingered on the breasts and buttocks of the six beautiful girls from time to time, and he used to drink to hide his nervousness from time to time.
They never dreamed that the captain's celebration would actually lead them to Chunxiang Tower, the largest brothel in the empire. They never imagined that the captain of Yujie Bingqing would actually go to Chunxiang Tower and book the most luxurious private room on the top floor.
Moreover, the most popular sisters of Chunxiang Tower, Liu Tao Yuzhu, were invited to dance.
What surprised them the most was the old man sitting three meters away from the captain. This old man was extremely impressive. He was blowing a pottery xun in his mouth and playing a meter-long guqin quickly with his other hand. His voice was clear and crisp.
It is pleasant to the ears and makes people feel relaxed and moved.
And a beautiful woman in her twenties respectfully whispered something into the captain's ear, and the captain talked to her from time to time, which seemed quite mysterious.
This beautiful woman is naturally Xue Jiao, the owner of Chunxiang House.
Leng Meiying came to Chunxiang House only on a temporary basis. She was also a little curious, what would an ancient brothel be like?
