In the brightly lit brothel like fireworks, the woman who had thrown Song Changling out of the room and was about to close the door paused slightly with her arms, leaving a small crack in the two doors that were about to close.
The woman raised her head through the small gap and looked faintly at the scholar in blue in the courtyard.
Being looked at so directly by a woman seemed like the first time. Song Changling lost a bit of his previous calmness and calmness. A trace of blush appeared on his face, and then he said:
"I only have three thousand Pearl Spirit Stones here. As long as I don't spend too much, I should be able to help the girl live a carefree life for a few years!"
Song Changling said so and took off the ring from his hand, raised his hand from a distance, and wanted to give it to the woman.
"Crack!"
The woman slammed the door shut, and the loud sound was like a beam falling to the ground, causing Song Changling in the courtyard to tremble.
Next to Song Changling, the white-haired old man looked at Song Changling, and his shock at first sight suddenly turned into sneer and contempt.
Originally, he had this handsome young man in green clothes who was a fellow-minded person with him. Due to some unexplainable reasons, he calmly and calmly said that he was here to persuade people to be virtuous.
It's like his own little ancestor came to catch him.
I didn't expect that...
I really didn't expect it.
In this world, there really is such a person. He goes to the land of fireworks and romance, and earnestly persuades the women in the building to behave.
"This is a shameless way of ruining people's wealth!"
The white-haired old man stared at Song Changling, who had a serious look on his face, and sighed.
It will not only cut off the wealth of that wonderful woman, but also cut off the wealth of this Chunfeng Tower... Moreover, if everyone is persuaded by this guy to become a good person, I, an old guy, will be unbearably lonely all his life.
Is there any reason to live?
"Young man, you are so reckless!"
The white-haired old man looked at Song Changling in Qingyi and sighed with nostalgia.
The brothel is a place for fun, but it is not completely warm and fragrant. Sometimes... there are murderous intentions everywhere.
They welcome every uncle who comes to have fun, but Song Changling...
After laughing, it is natural to fight to death.
But after a while, the courtyard was filled with guards holding iron tents, surrounding Song Changling. They were not too high-level, but Earth Yuan warriors.
However, except for his mouth, Song Changling had no power to restrain the chicken. He knew at a glance that he could not withstand the ravage.
"If you don't want to persuade people to be good, then you should stay here and persuade them...seeing that you are not interested in some wonderful things, so there is no need for that thing!"
At the railing on the second floor of the brothel, the madam's face was full of smiles, as if she were smeared with makeup and powder.
The corner of Song Changling's mouth trembled slightly, and he turned around and looked helplessly at Lin Huang, who was squatting aside watching the show, his eyes full of pleading for help.
Lin Huang curled his lips, stretched and stood up, then... grabbed Song Changling and rushed towards the outside of the building...
Although Lin Huang wanted to be reasonable.
Although Song Changling also talked sense to those women.
But it's unreasonable to cut off people and money on other people's territory, so you can only run away.
Before the two of them ran out three feet, Song Changling suddenly shouted and threw the storage ring in his hand directly into the woman's room:
"Girl, you must be a good person. I'm leaving!"
Lin Huang listened and almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood. For such a long time, he didn't even notice this guy at all. He was so stupid that he couldn't read.
As soon as the two of them left the courtyard, Lin Huang stopped in his tracks, with hairs all over his body, squinting at a dark, thin, hunchbacked old man in front of him.
The old man is holding a steel scale in his hand, which is very ordinary but also very extraordinary.
Lin Huang held Song Changling behind him, looked directly at the dark, thin, hunchbacked old man, and said, "What do you mean?"
"Keep one leg and clear both legs!"
The thin, dark, hunchbacked old man spoke.
Lin Huang suddenly frowned, pointed at Song Changling, and said to the dark and thin old man: "The storage ring he just threw out contains at least three thousand pearl spirit stones!"
The dark and thin old man suddenly grinned, his confused eyes slightly focused, with a hint of sneer and mockery, and he slowly stretched out three withered fingers towards Lin Huang, one by one:
"Even 30,000 Pearl Spirit Stones are nothing in Chunfeng Tower. The redemption price of every woman there starts at 100,000!"
"Those three thousand beads are not compensation to Chunfeng Tower!"
"Casinos, chambers of commerce, martial arts... all have their own rules, and brothels also have rules. If you violate these rules, most people will not survive!"
Beside the courtyard, Lin Huang stared at the dark, thin, hunchbacked old man in front of him who seemed calm but was actually filled with murderous intent. He frowned slightly and said, "It's pretty good to be in a brothel in the realm of Marquis Wu, but you really have the confidence to block me.
The way to go?”
"Even if I go into a brothel to persuade people to be good, although it is a bit unreasonable, in the world of Confucian scholars, it is actually very reasonable. Since it makes sense, I will punch with reason!"
Lin Huang looked serious, and the aura around him was spreading out in layers...
Um?
The thin, dark, hunchbacked old man stabbed his eyes fiercely, and after restraining his murderous intent for a while, he became more and more arrogant, "I didn't expect that I was mistaken, and he turned out to be a Wuhou! But if you want to use force, you have to go through this street."
You are worshiped by twenty-seven brothels! Even if you can walk out of this building, you can’t walk out of this street! Even if you can walk out of this street, you can’t even think of walking out of this bustling city!”
"Then I want to try it today!"
Lin Huang smiled slightly, and his aura increased again. Just as he waved his arms, hundreds of flying formation marks suddenly appeared all over his body. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a white tiger, guarding Song Changling's side with fangs and claws.
Then, Lin Huang stepped forward, the body of the treasure shone brightly, and there was the sound of golden swords ringing in the body.
"Array master and Wuhou who refines his body?"
The thin, dark, hunchbacked old man was stunned again, and his brows slowly furrowed.
Behind Lin Huang, the grandfather and grandson who were still in the courtyard had not yet left. The white-haired old man looked at Lin Huang in front of him, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if they were twinkling.
"What do you say now?"
Lin Huang's whole body was as majestic as a mountain, and he asked the previous question again.
"Break a leg!"
The thin, dark, hunchbacked old man spoke forcefully, with mockery on his face, "The twenty-seven Rouge Buildings in the Whirlpool City have long had rules. If any outsider breaks the rules in the building, all the worshipers must be killed together. Dare I ask?
How many people can you kill alone?"
As the dark, thin, hunchbacked old man finished speaking, the silver scale in his hand shook, and it suddenly enlarged. The hook on the scale turned into a huge silver mesh and headed towards the forest wasteland.
"Let me see how much you weigh!"
Lin Huang raised his eyebrows and smiled, stepped forward, and punched out flatly, heading towards the thin, dark, hunchbacked old man, "My bones cannot be weighed by this steelyard!"
boom!
There was a dull sound outside the courtyard. Before the giant silver net could restrain Lin Huang's luck and strength, Lin Huang landed a heavy punch on the old man.
In an instant, the old man flew out from the courtyard like a meteor and landed on the street outside the building.
Lin Huang motioned for Song Changling to follow him, and then led the latter out of Chunfeng Tower.
The moment the two of them stepped out of the archway, a terrifying murderous aura suddenly came over them, making Song Changling's face pale and it was extremely difficult to breathe.
Lin Huang's eyes were slightly focused, and he scanned the left and right sides of the street with the thin, black and hunchbacked old man lying on the ground unconscious. He saw only twenty-seven rouge buildings on both sides of a street that stretched for dozens of miles, each with an enshrined official.