Shenhao: I'm really the big villain, Qin Lang and Mu Yuyan

Qin Lang stopped, glanced sideways, and looked a few more times at the face of this well-known oiran.

This oiran's charm, a pair of eyes, seduce people's hearts and souls, as if he can speak.

But I don't know what's going on, Qin Lang always feels that something is wrong.

As for this oiran, she seems to be attracted by his face, but in fact she behaves well, seems to be close, but is separated by a little distance.

There is a clear difference from other girls.

Still want to ask him out for a tryst at night alone?

The more I think about it, the weirder it gets.

Could it be the assassin sent by the ancient country, the Thousand-faced Shura from Shura Pavilion?

Qin Lang murmured secretly in his heart that he knew something about some masters in the ancient country, although that thousand-faced Asura should not have appeared in the Great Chu Imperial City at this time point.

But King Wu shouldn't die at this time.

As his status in Great Chu rose, the situation turmoil, and the entire territory of the human race has become a mess.

Even if there are some accidents, it is not a very surprising thing.

However, Qin Lang had no way to be careful, after all, his god-level danger perception did not warn of any danger.

It's not easy to verify it. It's really inconvenient for so many people to watch.

"Guys, we're here."

Sister Hua led a group of people to a wing room on the second floor, with tables, chairs, wooden cabinets, screens and railings, it looked like a very serious restaurant box.

But crossing the screen, the picture suddenly changed.

The entire inner room is shrouded in a faint pink, and all the furniture is a charming crimson, and every part reveals a bit of coquettishness.

The oil lamps were wrapped in colorful oil paper. Once lit, the inner room would be filled with enchanting colors.

At the head of the bed, there are also a few aroma diffusers. There is a faint fragrance, which diffuses out and enters the nasal cavity, arousing the anger in the man's heart, and it is rising upwards.

"Bah! Obscene and shameless!"

Wu Xian'er looked at the open wardrobe, there were rows and rows of strange clothes, very few fabrics, very cool.

Up to a bellyband of 'thick' fabric, down to a red cord of a rope.

Even some specially made concubines' costumes from the ancient kingdom and the empress's phoenix robes are all impressively placed in it.

And, it's a special version, made of transparent fabric.

If you wear it on your body, wouldn't everything be seen by others?

"You guys are so brave, you dare to make such clothes, aren't you afraid of being beheaded?!"

Wu Xian'er couldn't help scolding in a tender voice, two red clouds floated on her cheeks.

Sister Hua turned her head and said with a flattering smile, "Mistress, what are you talking about?

We Huamanlou are serious people from Da Chu, and we have never done anything to offend Da Chu or tarnish Da Chu's name.

These clothes are all in the style of the ancient country, and the ancient country is the object of my great Chu's national enmity.

The guests have a cavity of anger in their hearts, and there is nowhere to vent it. We, Huamanlou, have no choice but to appease the restless emotions of the guests in this regard.

Mistress, I'm afraid you don't know that since Huamanlou launched this set of work clothes for the ancient royal family, crimes in the entire Great Chu Imperial City have decreased by [-]% compared to before. "

"specialized!"

Qin Lang nodded and commented, quite agreeing with Huamanlou's business ability.

To be able to toss out such strange things in a dynasty like Dachu, one can imagine how extraordinary Huamanlou's ability to control people's hearts is.

"My lord, do you like this kind?"

"Why don't you go to the wing room of the slave's house later, and the slave's house will show you the clothes?"

"Let's go to the slave's house. The slave's clothes range from the queen's phoenix robe to the concubines of the ancient country. Everything is available!"

"..."

A group of girls who followed heard Qin Lang's comment, and thought in their hearts that this place was already full of flowers, and there were no outsiders' eyes, so they all came over secretly.

"Don't come here!"

Wu Xian'er frowned, then glared at each other.

She opened her arms and blocked Qin Lang's back, tightly isolating a group of girls!

Qin Lang didn't stop him either. He pointed at the graceful curve on the bed and said to Sister Hua, "This is it?"

"Erixiang, the official is here to investigate the case."

Sister Hua urged the graceful curve wrapped on the bed, then turned her head to look at Qin Lang and the others, and explained embarrassingly, "Master, I'm really sorry.

Erika was terrified when she encountered such things. She just came back from the government yesterday, and she was sick in bed after returning, and her body was really uncomfortable. "

"A few murder cases committed by Huamanlou were all in this wing?"

Qin Lang stared at the graceful curve, and asked suspiciously.

"No, there was only one guest surnamed Zhong who came to my house, and that guest didn't know what was going on, it was fine at first, but suddenly, he foamed at the mouth and fell on the body of my house.

The slave family is really innocent, and has never encountered such a scene.

The slave family has served eight hundred guests instead of one thousand.

It's the first time this happens. "

Erika, who was lying on the bed, quickly opened her mouth to defend herself, always burying her head in the quilt, refusing to show her true colors to others.

It's fine if she doesn't speak, but when she speaks, a wave of scattered blood begins to become disordered.

"There's something wrong with this woman! She's full of blood, she's a strong person!"

Wu Xian'er noticed the abnormality, and pulled Qin Lang back nervously, staring at the woman curled up in the quilt vigilantly.

Chu Yuan, Junzi and the others also frowned, staring at Erika on the bed as if facing a formidable enemy.

The guest with the surname Zhong, isn't that Zhong Qian?

That's King Wu!

Just like that, he died on Erika's belly. Apart from Qin Lang and the explosive Chu Yuan, who could compete with King Wu?

If Erika is really bloody, she must be at the level of a Martial King, and she must not be careless.

Gollum!

Sister Hua and many other girls were so frightened that they retreated one after another, feeling the tyrannical coercion emanating from Junzi and the others, they gulped down a few mouthfuls of saliva in panic, "Master, could it be a mistake?

Erika has been working in Huamanlou for three or four years, and she has never heard of knowing the way of cultivation! "

Erika is one of the top names in Huamanlou, and a real cash cow.

If he was beheaded by these officials, it would be a big loss.

Even though Sister Hua was terrified, she had no choice but to explain.

"What do you know? Maybe the ghost has already corrupted Erika's body, or someone else pretended to be Erika, and the original owner has already been destroyed!

If not, why has this woman never dared to show her true colors? "

Wu Xian'er scolded angrily.

If Erika really doesn't understand the way of cultivation, then there must be someone else on the bed who exudes tyrannical blood!

"Wait, you misunderstood me, I'm really not a bad person, there's a reason why I dare not see you.

Hey... I, can't I see you all? "

The quilt on the bed rolled, and gradually a head emerged from the quilt.