"Shua!"

The four vajras were ordered to disappear in an instant. They only heard the piercing sound in the air. When they looked again, they had already arrived at Ye Xiaofan.

"Good, strong!"

Feng LAN and others see the night matchless, all respectfully salute, and then stand beside Ye Xiaofan.

"Matchless sister!"

As a young Sikong, he holds the power of army and horse, and has a noble status. The reason why he stays in this vulgar brothel every day is that he wants to capture the incomparable heart of the night and let the first goddess of the imperial capital submit to his crotch and sing every night.

Zhao Zhile saw the night matchless, had long left Ye Xiaofan behind, a pair of eyes full of greedy color, said to tease way.

"Miss ye, it seems that today is not the time to throw Embroidered Flower balls. How can I be lucky to come out? Is it for drinking wine and enjoying the moon with my son?"

All the people present were obsessed with it. Ye Xiaofan, a little fart boy with vigorous Qi and blood, couldn't stand it. A pair of smart big eyes were already shining and staring at the night matchless without any worry.

"How beautiful!"

Even if they are crazy, they don't dare to step forward, because they know that these beauties are not what they can have and can only watch from afar.

People around one by one staring at the figure in the air, obsessed with madness said.

"These beauties belong to fairies. There is no such beauty in the world. It's worthwhile for me to come here today!"

"The first goddess of the imperial capital is matchless at night. I can't see it on weekdays. I didn't expect to be lucky enough to be seen by me. If I could have a look at me, I would like to live 100 years!"

"Good, beautiful!"

He was as delicate as a jewel. He wore a long white robe with two floating white embroidery on his body. He had a pair of jade feet that could be held by his hands, and lightly touched on a large lotus flower. The whole person was like a fairy coming down to earth and shining on the whole night sky.

Looking up and seeing the people coming, both men and women were lost in their minds.

The night on the lanterns is shining like the dawn. A figure in a white robe with self-cultivation is surrounded by white lotus flowers, flying slowly towards the garden.

Four King Kong are raising their arms, but the whole body suddenly can not move, the body involuntarily back to the back and leave four deep cracks in the ground.

"Stab!"

This clear sound, like the sound, makes people palpitate, all look back to the distant sky.

"Stop it!"

Ye Xiaofan frowned. At the moment when the four vajras started, he responded. The small hand under his sleeve and robe held it gently with five fingers, as if holding a ray of thunder. At this time, a voice came from the distance.

Zhao Zhile sneered and looked at the scene in front of him, as if he saw the end of Ye Xiaofan being killed by four vajras.

People looked at the residual ripples in the air, one by one surprised and said.

Night matchless, like the blue eyes made of water, glanced at the eyes, slowly raised barefoot, lotus flowers scattered under the feet, as if there were stairs below, step by step, step by step, a white lotus flower will be born under barefoot.

"This is fengyuanlou garden. Any private fight is still. Anyone who violates the rules will be put into the blacklist of fengyuanlou forever. You are not allowed to enter this place for life."

Night matchless came to the ground, and the floating lanterns lost color instantly.

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