The bathroom is filled with mist, like a fairyland.
Jiang Xueshan and Hong Xiaolei sat face to face in the bathtub, like fairies taking a bath, extending their snow lotus-like arms and pressing their delicate hands together, enduring the pain caused by the medicinal soup.
The beautiful eyebrows on each other's beautiful faces are frowning, becoming more and more charming.
Lu Fan next to him watched intently, feeling very proud in his heart. The arrogant goddess who was unattainable in the eyes of others was as close to him as a couple in love.
The key point is that the two beauties have bad tempers. If any man dares to be ill-intentioned towards them or tease them verbally, they will not end well and will most likely become disabled.
Now being manipulated by him, she is as docile and obedient as a female disciple who has entered a house, which makes Lu Fan feel particularly arrogant. Naturally, he wants to show his true ability and help the two girls improve their skills as soon as possible.
He simply took off his clothes, and as he exercised, his muscles swelled, and even a golden dragon tattoo appeared on his back, making him look very domineering.
Lu Fan bent down, held the backs of the two women's necks with both hands, and injected abundant energy into them.
The two beauties clearly felt a vague aura surging in their meridians. They couldn't help but feel refreshed and their expressions softened a lot.
After a moment, Lu Fan moved his hand downwards, passing through the jade-like backs of Xueshan and Xiaolei, causing the spiritual energy to linger around the two women, allowing the medicine to exert its best effect.
After a long time, the two beauties succeeded in getting started almost at the same time. They reached the first level of Yuling Magic and were promoted to the junior level of Wu Ba. They couldn't help but be ecstatic.
The water splashed, and the two women stood up without any cover, hugged Lu Fan excitedly, and smiled broadly.
"Ah... great, I actually advanced."
"Me too, Lu Fan is so happy."
At this moment, Lu Fan was not wearing any clothes. The feeling could be imagined, which made him extremely excited. Feeling the warm and fragrant nephrite in his chest, he was simply in a state of ecstasy.
Realizing that something was wrong, Hong Xiaolei screamed and separated Lu Fan in panic, saying angrily: "Bad guy, get out quickly. I'll force you to sleep in the guest room by yourself."
Jiang Xueshan also glanced at her with a blushing face, and said angrily to Lu Fan: "Look at you, you are so unsteady, are you ashamed? Go and have a rest."
Lu Fan replied helplessly, "It's my fault. You are so beautiful that you are like fairies descending to earth. Who can bear it?"
Unexpectedly, I was disliked by others, so I had to come out and go into the guest room alone. I put aside the distracting thoughts in my mind and started practicing the exercises.
As mortal enemies, Hong Xiaolei and Jiang Xueshan both had pretty faces, looked at each other, and even made fun of each other for the first time.
"It's all your fault. The brat must have had an idea for you."
"You can pull me down. Look at your lover's flesh. How can he not care about it?"
The two girls returned to the bedroom wrapped in bath towels. Hong Xiaolei opened the cabinet and let Jiang Xueshan choose a nightgown without hesitation. Then they slept together in the same bed, as if they had become best friends.
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The next afternoon, Lu Fan, accompanied by two beauties, went to attend the special auction of martial arts artifacts.
There were many people gathered in the hall, including many weirdly dressed martial arts practitioners, and even monks and Taoists among them, which was very eye-catching.
According to the rules, as long as the deposit is paid, you can bid on the spot, and the auction item will be awarded to the highest bidder.
Lu Fan sat in the middle of the crowd, looking around with interest, secretly guessing at what level of martial arts those so-called martial artists were.
The entire venue was filled with antique style, all the staff were dressed in Hanfu, and even the security guards were dressed as Imperial Guardsmen, with swords hanging from their waists, looking majestic.
A group of young and beautiful etiquette ladies appeared on the stage. After their long skirts were modified, their long legs were looming as they walked, attracting the attention of many men.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
Hong Xiaolei on the left stretched out her slender hand, poked Lu Fan, and said coquettishly: "What's the matter with you? You always look at a few old men. Don't you notice that all the men around you are looking at the girl on the stage?"
Jiang Xueshan, who was on the right, smiled and said: "This guy is a bit short-sighted. He is different from other men. He doesn't seem to know what is good-looking or ugly."
The two girls' complaints made Lu Fan burst into laughter, "What's so good about girls? No matter how beautiful they are, they are not as beautiful as you two."
His casual response made the two beauties smile like flowers and feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze.
Even though he said flattering and flattering words, he subconsciously held Lu Fan's arm and snuggled closely.
As the host announced the start of the auction, items appeared on the stage one after another, including various armors, bows and arrows, swords, guns, swords and halberds, etc., which was dazzling.
There are both cold weapons forged by the high technology of modern society, full of gorgeous patterns, and there are also weapons buried underground for hundreds of years, stained with rust.
There were very few people who could catch Lu Fan's attention. He spent most of his time watching the excitement and did not take action rashly.
Many wealthy people from all over the world shouted and raised their placards and put their favorite items in their bags one after another. The scene was noisy, just like a vegetable market, which was completely different from ordinary auctions.
Of course, there are also unpopular items, such as two strong men carrying an iron rod weighing 180 kilograms and covered with rust.
It is said to be an artifact from hundreds of years ago. The base price is 100,000 yuan, and it is obviously not very popular.
Some people talked a lot and felt quite disgusted.
"Let's take this thing out and shoot it. It's so heavy and heavy. Who can use it as a weapon?"
"Everyone, just watch. No fool can bid, and the auction will definitely fail."
"Not necessarily. Maybe there are people who are lacking in brains and have to take it back as a decoration..."
Lu Fan looked at it with some curiosity. Even though he heard everyone's comments, he became very interested and felt that it should not be missed.
As the auctioneer finished his introduction, there was silence for a while. Unlike before, there were people rushing to bid.
For Lu Fan, this phenomenon was a God-given opportunity. He immediately raised a sign and gave the lowest price, "One hundred thousand yuan."
In an instant, it caused a sensation.
Everyone made an uproar and focused their gazes, as if they were looking at someone mentally retarded, feeling incredible.
And I was surprised to find that although there were many beauties in the auction house, the two most beautiful ones were the two next to each other, with delicate looks and extremely graceful figures.
Many men are even more envious and jealous, which is really unimaginable.
It is simply unreasonable for a silly young man to have two top beauties accompanying him and behaving intimately.
A young man in a gorgeous robe said unabashedly: "Is this guy crazy? What's the point of taking a broken iron tent and going back?"
The other young man sitting next to him had a haggard face, and Wei Yu, the young master of the Divine Sword Sect, who was injured, said something in a low voice.
"Be careful, this guy is Lu Fan, the guy who made me end up like this."
And the young man in Chinese attire was no ordinary person. Cheng Yufeng, the young master of Jueling Sect, one of the eight sects, responded disapprovingly after hearing Wei Yu's words.
"You were bitten by a snake once, and you have been afraid of well ropes for ten years. An ordinary boy can still make a big difference."