If you ask which romantic spot in Maplewood City is the most enchanting, this gourmet will only tell you one answer: Sanfenxiang Tower.
It is not just a cosmetics field with only three colors, but a world of fragrance, which occupies only three thirds of the fragrance field.
Even though it’s just a branch building.
But since the day it was completed, it has swept through the mediocre Hualiu Market in Maplewood City.
Nowadays, the young masters in Maplewood City are able to enjoy the popularity, all thanks to Sanfenxianglou for improving the business level of the Yingying Yanyans in the entire Maplewood City area.
It is equivalent to the improvement of the education level of Maplewood City Taoist Academy by Dong A, a fifth-grade master. Of course, this can only be said secretly by Zhao Rucheng in private.
The current leader of Sanfenxiang Tower is a woman named Miaoyu.
How many people longed for her boudoir and wished they could crawl on the ground and crawl under her skirt. But after all, only a few were lucky enough to have a kiss with her.
On a gorgeously decorated bed, a middle-aged naked man's expression was wild and joyful, but underneath him there was clearly only a ball of quilt.
There was only a bead curtain separating them, and a soft bed was facing the rocking bed. Miaoyu rested her chin on her hands, half-leaning lazily, her curves were extremely exquisite. Her eyes were blurred, and she didn't know what the middle-aged man was saying.
"Entertain yourself", is that in her eyes?
A man in black knelt down before the collapse and reported something respectfully.
"In other words, the man named Jiang Wang knows a very superb sword technique, but he has never shown it to others before?"
Her voice was lazy, like a cat that had just woken up from sleep, and it seemed to stir people's hearts.
The man in black knelt down and never raised his head: "That's true. This subordinate is incompetent. I really can't find out where he learned it."
Miaoyu was thoughtful and raised her finger: "Go down."
When the man in black heard the voice, he put his forehead on the floor, folded his ring and tail fingers, and covered his heart with his thumb, index and middle fingers in a triangle shape, and recited softly: "At the bottom of the Forgotten River, there is the abyss of the underworld. The god returns to the world, and the candle shines on the world."
The whole person just seeped under the floor.
"Is there a sword technique that has never appeared in the entire Maple Forest City Taoist Academy? It was passed down from some great swordsman in the world? Or..." Miaoyu's eyes became confused.
"Daozi..."
She thinks more, further, and more misty.
"At the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness, there is the abyss of the underworld. The gods return to the world and their candles illuminate the world."
She made the same gesture and chanted the same.
But the naked man on the rocking bed was still squirming with himself, seemingly sinking forever in his wonderful fantasy.
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At this time, in a village far away in the Yong Kingdom, a bald man with a fierce face was grabbing something and chewing it, with blood flowing all over his mouth and hands.
And judging from the empty hole in the chest of the villager who fell to the ground beside him...it was clearly eating people's hearts.
He was happily chewing when suddenly a stream of light fell down and hit him straight.
It's a pity that this is not a flying sword that brings justice from heaven and eliminates evil.
The bald man stretched out his hand and grabbed the stream of light, turning it into a simple long sword.
"Damn! I'll swallow your heart sooner or later!" The bald man was obviously very unhappy about being interrupted from eating.
"Old man, how old are you, and you still send letters with a flying sword!" He cursed and opened the letter on the flying sword with his hands full of blood.
Nowadays, the Momen's Thousand Miles Voice Box has been in use for many years, and the sales volume is very good. However, there are always some forces who are unwilling to use it, because no one can be sure whether those who run the Momen's agencies have left any hidden tricks in the voice box.
No matter how strict the inner demon oath is, people in the Mo sect swear to heaven and earth, dozens of solutions have been researched. What is the use of swearing?
"Zhuang State, Qinghe County, Sanshan City?" He said one word after another, and couldn't help but take a sip: "What a corner!"
The long sword shook in the air, as if urging something.
The bald man is getting more and more irritated, but it is obvious that the owner of the letter is a presence that he cannot resist yet.
He used his blood-stained fingers to draw five crooked strokes on the letter paper. It was a simple drawing of a horse, which meant: Go right away.
He casually fixed the letter back to the sword, and the sword disappeared as quickly as it came.
After the flying sword was far away, the bald man suddenly remembered something, "Boss, you can't understand, right?"
He thought for a while and then shook off this little worry.
"You don't even understand this, why do you think you are the boss?"
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When Jiang Wang walked to the door of the dormitory, he heard voices coming from inside.
After entering the inner sect, he and Linghe Du Yehu still lived together, so that they could discuss and seek advice at any time. Zhao Rucheng came over every now and then to stay for one night, but he would not stay longer. Although the room was much better than before, for Zhao Rucheng
...the difference is not big.
Hearing Jiang Wang's footsteps, Ling He walked out quickly, "You're back, your family has been waiting for you for a long time!"
family……
Jiang Wang's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly walked into the room, where he saw a table and chairs of a woman who still retained her charm on the huanghuali table and chairs by the window. Naturally, Zhao Rucheng had asked people to move the table and chairs.
Du Yehu was sitting next to him with his hands and feet tied, and he was answering the woman's questions with an honest and responsible look. He was just like a naughty kid trying to curb his wild behavior in front of his friends' parents.
It's just that this "child"'s beard is too thick and his appearance is too anxious. In comparison, he seems to be older than the well-maintained woman.
Seeing Jiang Wang come in, the woman stood up hurriedly, with a look of surprise in her eyes, "Xiao Wang, long time no see! You have grown taller and stronger!"
Jiang Wang nodded and said hello, "Hello, Aunt Song."
His biological mother passed away a long time ago. This woman was his father's stepmother. He couldn't change his words and always called her only aunt.
This aunt is not a bad person, and she has never abused him. It’s just that Jiang Wang has been admitted to the outer gate of the Taoist temple a few years after his father’s marriage. He practices hard and rarely goes home except during holidays. They never have
It's a conflict, but I can't say how deep the relationship is.
While saying hello, Aunt Song pulled the little girl who was hiding behind her in front of her, "Hurry up and call someone!"
This is a timid little girl. After being urged by her mother, she opened her small mouth and whispered: "Brother."
The silk clothes on Aunt Song's body are bright and bright, adding a third of color. The little girl is not bad at dressing up, but her delicate facial features are naturally eye-catching and attract people's admiration.
Unfortunately, as soon as she shouted, she immediately went around behind her mother, sticking out only half of her head to look at her brother whom she had not seen for a long time.
Of course he loves his sister, blood is thicker than water, and no one can change this. He just concentrates on practicing, and he only comes and goes in a hurry every time he returns home. It has been a long time since he said "Brother".
Although this sound is soft and small, it is like pearls rolling down on a jade plate, and it is indescribably crisp and sweet.
After being killed for a long time and often bloody and gloomy, Jiang Wang's heart, which he felt had become cold and hard, suddenly felt like it was melting.
After returning from Tangshe Town, Jiang Wang rarely showed a sincere smile, "An'an!"