Jiuzun asked

The stone gate opened, and a faint fragrance came over his face, Xiao Wenwen stepped into the underground palace with one step, making it difficult to take another step.

I saw that the stone palace was full of red curtains, like a private mansion in an underground palace, and it was the night of weddings and candles in the bridal chamber tonight.

The red candle is indistinguishable, and I only heard someone singing a song of town spirit.

Slaughter, slaughter, conquer Chuyue.

Woohoo, pinky skull.

How many bones are shrouded in iron clothes, and the loess of other places has become the homeland.

Whoever knocks on the Yulong startles the drums and rains, and millions of iron halberds are hidden in the sand.

The general has gray hair, and the old soldier is lonely.

Defeat and infamy, win and enjoy Lilu.

How many palaces are guarded by the city, and the three-foot sword kills the palace women.

Thousands of souls are crying, ghosts and wolves are crying, who is in charge of the country.

The Southern Crow whimpered and wailed, and left home to lose its son Wuminggu.

Emperors and generals met a few cups of soil, and all the souls scolded Xiantu.

There is no boat in the wind and rain, and the rivers and lakes are old.

The white clouds are long, and the dragons and tigers are painted.

Going and going, but a glass of turbid wine to send the journey, the general is not bitter.

Come, come, come, turn your hands, you will not regret the tree, and you will find a lonely tomb of the emperor.

A town spirit song, a funeral for millions of bones.

Don't enter, don't enter.

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Xiao Wenwen's mind was moved by this town spirit song, and he could only take a deep breath to calm his mind.

"Xiao Mou came here only to save people, and he doesn't want to do more evil." Xiao Wen asked, knowing that he was also affected by this requiem.

Two snow cranes fell from the dome and hovered over Xiao Wendao's head, but they didn't have the slightest intention to attack.

"My lord, drink this glass of wine first." A woman in a green dress came with lotus steps.

The woman put a jug of wine in front of Xiao Wendao, Xiao Wendao stretched out his hand to grab it, but was caught in vain, this woman was an illusion.

But the smell of wine in front of him is strong, not like the water wine under the illusion.

"My lord, I'm hurting my family." The woman called out coquettishly, and she looked back with a smile full of charm.

"Bai Linghu...Xiao is only willing to fight." Xiao asked, looking at the empty seat not far away.

"Don't be impatient, young master, let's talk after drinking this glass of wine. Otherwise, it's not a good day... and this beauty." A voice passed by, and only a few figures appeared in the pink smoke.

Pink clothes and red makeup, a fair lady.

"Lu Mo'er..." Xiao asked, looking at the dancer, it was Lu Mo'er who had been captured.

I saw that Lu Mo'er Hongxiu added half a glass of sake, looked at Xiao Wendao with watery eyes, and Xiao Wendao's little finger twitched with that tenderness.

Even though he knew it was an illusion, Xiao Wendao's heart throbbed and he smashed the jug of wine to the ground.

The aroma of the wine overflowed, and a figure appeared under his feet, with swallows dancing around him.

"My lord, let's take a look at the first grade of this flower." The voice called again from the dome.

Xiao Wendao rose into the sky holding the Wendao Sword, his eyes glowed purple, and a thunderous movement resounded through the entire underground palace.

"Don't worry, don't worry... Men are all impatient." The voice called out, and scattered flowers fell on the dome.

The pink flowers were like winter snow, floating profusely on the top of Xiao Wendao's head, when he sniffed it with the tip of his nose, he knew it was the fragrance of peach blossoms.

Thinking about it, Li Huo Jue.

Xiao Wendao's fingertips formed a streak of Li Huo, and the peach blossoms turned into smoke and dust, scattered at Xiao Wendao's feet.

"My lord, my lord..." There were a few more coquettish shouts.

Xiao Wenwen stood in the center of the underground palace, singing and singing, dancing and singing, and several beautiful women looked at them with frowns and smiles.

"Do you want me to kill?" Xiao asked, tearing off a piece of cloth and covering his eyes.

When you think about it, stay away from the fire.

One sword after another, the sword is like a madman.

One fire after another, the fire is like a flame.

After half an hour, Xiao Wenwen tore off the cloth, and there was no one around him.

Even the thick smoke around him dissipated seven points, and I saw a person sitting on the golden seat in the middle, a woman who charmed everyone.

Xiao Wenwen had just raised his sword, but the woman threw an embroidery needle towards the dome and stabbed it on the stone wall.

A cage made of black stone was suspended above the dome, and it was Lu Mo'er who was locked inside.

"I have a beautiful heart, and I know that there are no men in the world who are not beautiful. She is the No. 70 beauties I caught, but it is a pity that no one rescues the top 76 beauties...or save them Everyone will bow down under my pomegranate skirt." Bai Linghu said, looking at Xiao Wendao with an inch of light in his eyes.

"Do you also think that I am the 76ers?" Xiao asked quietly.

The white Linghu looked at Xiao Wendao, stood up with tenderness in her eyes, she stretched out her bare hands to untie the clothes on her body.

An exquisite body, a peach blossom face.

She reversed the alluring face of all living beings, and walked towards Xiao Wendao with small steps, her eyes were full of desire.

"Really, aren't you tempted?" Bai Linghu looked at Xiao and asked, spouting Youlan.

"It seems that you are still attracted to her, you are right." Bai Linghu looked at Lu Mo'er in the cage and said.

A swift sword energy turned Lu Mo'er's clothes into nothingness, and that graceful figure hung over Xiao Wendao's head.

"I only wish you could stay, she and I are both yours." Bai Linghu said, with peachy ripples in his eyes.

Just when Bai Linghu was staring into Xiao Wendao's eyes, Xiao Wendao raised the corner of his mouth, making Bai Linghu tremble evilly.

"My lord, you're scaring me again." Bai Linghu whispered, stretching out his white onion-like right hand to enchant Xiao Wenwen's chest.

"My heart is cold, can you feel it?" Xiao Wenwen stretched out his hand and squeezed Bai Linghu's bright wrist.

"My lord, you..." Bai Linghu's eyes glowed with pity.

When I thought about it, the wind and thunder rose.

The sword energy mixed with wind and thunder hung within half a meter of Xiao Wendao and Bai Linghu's body, Bai Linghu looked at Xiao Wendao with murderous aura in his eyes.

boom.

A puff of thick smoke emitted from the soles of the two of them again, that Bai Linghu stood indifferently in front of Xiao Wendao, and the graceful figure that could overwhelm the country and the city was right in front of his eyes.

"It seems that your heart is really cold...it's really cold." Bai Linghu called out.

"How can we let her go." Xiao Wenwen knew that in this underground palace, it would not be easy to kill her.

"Who is she? Are you thinking of your teacher's affection or pity for her?" Bai Linghu asked.

Xiao Wenwen glanced at Bai Linghu, raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Because my person is in her hands."

"Oh." Bai Linghu smiled slightly, and continued to ask: "Then tell me, she is comparable to me, who is better."

"Equal share." Xiao Wenwen said lightly.

"It seems that you still look at me, not because your heart is cold...but because there is someone in your heart who doesn't make your heart flutter." Bai Linghu said, raising his head, and said: "You are awake...but you are still awake what?"

Lu Mo'er woke up and turned around, looking at Xiao Wendao's expression with mixed feelings.

Looking down, he was naked.

"You...sex." Lu Mo'er's face was blushing, and her whole body was flushed.

"I am lecherous... I like the color of a dandy in fresh clothes, I like the color of a cold-armed general, and I like the color of strategizing and intelligence. But... I am not good at the color of a fairy." Bai Linghu said with a heroic look. .

She is like a female general standing on the top of a mountain, a general who does not give in to men.