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The pink lights make people feel comfortable, and the faint incense makes people's bones almost slim. Under the gentle smiles of the maids, Wuqi and them were having fun. The best banquet was ruined and he unknowingly drank several jars of fine wine.

The wine in brothels has always been like this, with a strong fragrance but not a high degree. This is also the reason. If the guests are drunk, how can they do good things to do then night? The wine in brothels is just a fun thing, just like the girls in brothels, with a gentle, sweet and rich aroma, but they cannot be regarded as real.

After drinking a few jars of fine wine, Wuqi did not force her to smell the alcohol. She sat in the private room half drunk and half awake, laughing and laughing with the maids. When she was happy, Wuqi made up stories about how rich his father was, and how many carriages and horses he owned, and then gave these maids a lot of bounties. I don’t know how many gold ingots were lost. Later, Wuqi began to throw pearls, gems and beautiful jades to them.

The head of the Zangjian Pavilion was very bachelor. When the gold and jewelry that Wuqi threw out reached an amount of about 50,000 gold, several girls who were more beautiful than the maids around Wuqi floated into the private room and invited Wuqi to a room on the fifth floor with more gorgeous furnishings, and the area was twice as large as the private room below.

Another good meal has been prepared here, and both the ingredients, the skill and the temperature of the meal are much stronger than the banquet below. Not only that, the maids serving here have reached the level of half a disaster. Putting it outside is enough to pour out half of the enchanting city. Behind the gauze curtain on one side of the room, there are several women with soft lines sitting behind, playing silk and bamboo instruments gently, and the soft music echoes in the private room, just like the woman moaning on a spring night.

Unfortunately, the gentle array carefully designed by Zangjian Pavilion has changed its flavor here in Wuqi.

As soon as he heard the music of the vague spring affection, Wuqi instinctively thought of Mengjiabao. On the spring night, Xiong Qing brothers and wild bears were hoarse and exposed the scene of fighting with the big mother bears. Countless furry and black bodies suddenly appeared in front of Wuqi. Wuqi shook his spirit and woke up most of the alcohol. He shook his head, grabbed a handful of pearls, jade pearls and other treasures and threw them to a maid beside him, and sighed: "Come on, I'll play with my uncle for fun."

The maids in Zangjian Pavilion have been carefully trained, and they can do everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but this kind of boxing technique that is good at Jianghu is extremely difficult for them. More than a dozen charming and beautiful maids were pushed out by Wuqi in a mess of fists. After each of them was poured a jar of fine wine, they rolled their eyes and fell on the carpet. Wuqi made a bad laugh and simply stepped on the soft stool with one foot, humming a small tune and drinking, indescribable leisure and leisure.

A group of maids came from behind and helped the maids who were poured up. But Wuqi ordered them to do nothing and could only line up the maids who were poured up and lined up in a row on the carpet in the private room, which looked spectacular.

Wuqi laughed "hehe" and looked at the maids who stood by the side with strange expressions. He looked at the beautiful women who slept in a row on the ground with alcohol and drank on his own. He only knew the fun of it.

After a lot of trouble, the sky outside had already become dark. More and more customers flocked to Zangjian Pavilion, and more gorgeous girls flocked to the private room to accompany the guests. Intoxicated by beauty and wine, more and more reliable and unreliable rumors emerged from the guests, including the fact that the eight kings were killed in the street at noon today.

It is said that after hearing that his confidant soldiers were killed, the Eight Great Kings angrily led a large group of people to take revenge at Mr. Hu's house. As a result, not long after entering the door, the Eight Great Kings retreated out in a dead face and fled back to the mansion without saying a word.

Wuqi quietly eavesdropped on these rumors and rumors, and a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

As the steps sounded, the brigade of burly men in purple-red brocade robes walked up the stairs and laid dense guard posts on the veranda. Then several men with extraordinary temperament walked up slowly and walked along the stairs to the largest private room in the north on the highest floor above Wuqi. From this direction of Wuqi, you can see a particularly large terrace in front of the private room.

The Zangjian Pavilion became quiet for a moment. Some guests who recognized the men were muttering something in a low voice. Wuqi also heard that among those men, the most extraordinary man was the three kings of the Gutai Dynasty. He was in charge of the military command of the Gutai Dynasty, and his roots were deeply rooted in the army. Half of the four border troops of the Gutai Dynasty were loyal to him.

Among the princes, only the eight kings who ruled the Taicheng City of the Ancient Tai Dynasty and several surrounding cities had enough military strength to fight against the three kings. These two princes were also the two princes with the most intense conflict. It is said that in the suburbs of a city northeast of Taicheng, two troops who also held the flag of the Ancient Tai Dynasty were fighting. The battle was extremely tragic, and thousands of people were killed or injured. It is said that the two princes' confidant army was fighting.

The three kings are a middle-aged man with a pale face and thin face. He looks weak and unsightly, like a scholar of literary life. Only Wuqi can see the faint white air floating on his body. This is a unique sign of the disciples of the Baiyun Immortal Sect. The true essence has transformed into auspicious clouds and mists circling around. The deeper the cultivation level of a person, the more eye-catching the clouds outside the body are. Like the ancestor Jiang Yun, with the cultivation level of the immortal level, the clouds around him are already faintly in harmony with the heaven and earth, and wherever he is, there is a vast sea of ​​clouds.

Among the people who just walked up with the three kings, two of Wuqi looked familiar. If Wuqi remembered correctly, he had seen these two people among the kings and ministers of the Great Zhao. They were not humans, but demon cultivators. Like Xiong Wanling and others, they were also national teachers hired by the Great Zhao State and demon cultivators with the cultivation level of the soul. But Wuqi couldn't remember exactly what their specific name and cultivation level were.

Soon, another group of big men with brocade robe rushed up. They came to the side of the three kings' guards, and stood shoulder to shoulder with these guards, guarding all the key places up and downstairs. The two bands of big men with brocade robe in front and back were obviously a little different. They stood shoulder to shoulder with their shoulders, and their shoulders collided with each other. For a moment, the sound of "slap" of flesh colliding with each other. People who didn't know the matter thought that at least hundreds of pairs of men and women were fighting hand in hand.

Immediately afterwards, several men with extraordinary temperament walked up. Wuqi's eyes lit up suddenly. Among these people, there were his old acquaintances, Xiang Ha of Dachu and Xiang Zhuang, among them. From the whispers of the guests around, you can hear that among these people, the eight kings of the ancient Tai Dynasty, the majestic and extraordinary man walking side by side with him. Who is not Xiang Yu?

Seeing Xiang Yu, Wuqi instinctively shrank his neck. This fierce god was difficult to deal with. If he found out that he was here, he would probably draw his sword and rush up. He carefully touched the Black Dragon Spirit Ring, prepared several magic weapons with him, and placed the talisman rewarded by the ancestor Jiang Yun in the most convenient place. Wuqi then breathed a sigh of relief and sat in the private room to watch the fun.

Soon, another group of guards rushed up, and they also guarded the vital points around the main building of Zangjian Pavilion. So the sound of "slap" in Zangjian Pavilion's body collided more and more loudly. The three guards used each other to hit each other with hidden force, almost pulling out swords, guns and fire.

This time, the six kings of the ancient Thai dynasty were on the sixth floor. There was a charming woman who was following him. Wuqi recognized her - the ecstatic palace master Su Meier. He hugged Su Meier's waist and went upstairs with the six kings side by side. Who is the demon, Lao Ai?

He sighed lightly, and Wuqi shook his head. Su Meier and Lao Ao really colluded. It would be strange if they didn't make it together. Their skills were simply a match made by heaven, and they should be a pair.

However, Su Meier took away Ying Zheng's vitality and was approaching the realm of the celestial fairy at this time. Once Su Meier ascended to become an immortal, Lao Ai's backer would be even stronger. Lao Ai was the kind of person who was proud and rampant. Once Su Meier ascended to become an immortal, Lao Ai didn't know what he would do.

Speaking of Ascension, Wuqi suddenly frowned and shook his head in confusion. The Baiyun Immortal Sect and Qingjing Ligu Sect have twelve sects with the peak of the soul. After thunder tribulation, they have achieved the true result of the celestial immortals. The kings and ministers of the six kingdoms do not know about this, but Wuqi knows it. But why did these twelve new celestial immortals not ascend? But how did they ascend? Where did they ascend? Jiang Yun and the others are also celestial immortals!

After pondering for a moment, Wuqi shook his head and said, "There must be mystery and will naturally be decomposed in the future!"

He looked at Su Meier with malicious intentions. If Su Meier accidentally flew away from here after thunder tribulation and could not come back for a long time, wouldn’t Lao Ai compensate her wife and soldiers, and would he be compensated?

Here, I was maliciously blessed Lao Ai, and the six kings had already sat in a private room on the sixth floor.

The entire main building of Zangjian Pavilion was silent, and none of the many guests from the first floor to the sixth floor dared to say anything. Among the eight princes who had caused a stir in the ancient Thai dynasty, three of them appeared in Zangjian Pavilion at the same time. This accident was a disaster for the destruction of the clan.

The maids of the Cangjian Pavilion in the brigade were running in the veranda like flowers and butterflies, and various delicacies of mountains, seas were sent into the three private rooms like flowing water.

In a sudden moment, in the private room where the Eight Kings were located, a hoarse and low voice sounded like a collision of gold and iron: "The two brothers of the king are here today, I wonder what is the price to do? Could it be that I also want to compete with me for the beauty of this auction?"

In the private room of the three kings, a soft voice with a bit of feminine aura sounded: "Two guys are casual, I'm just here to watch the excitement."

In the private room of the Six Kings, a voice that was not yin or yang came to hear: "Old Eighth, brother, I also fell in love with the lady of the Zi family. Who doesn't want this kind of stunning talented woman? It's natural for those who are more expensive."

The Eight Kings sneered and were about to speak, the soft and feminine voice of the three kings came again: "Listen, this is the territory of the elder brother, and there are the rules set by the elder brother. Let's give the elder brother a little face and follow the rules. Those who have the higher price will be. Not only can the two of them take action, but others can bid as long as they like it!"

The six kings and eight kings stopped saying a word. The three kings laughed and said calmly: "Everyone, according to the rules of my elder brother, I entered the Zangjian Pavilion. Everyone is a guest of equal status. Everyone is happy and wait for the grand event tonight! The only beloved daughter of the former Tianguan of the Ministry of Rites fell into the dust and was auctioned. Miss Zi family is a famous talented woman in my ancient Thai dynasty. Whoever has a wealthy fortune, just take her home. I join forces with my elder brother to guarantee that no one can revenge you afterwards."
Chapter completed!