I, Shushan Juggernaut, signed in Jianzhong for a hundred years

"This is a completely different architectural style from Kyushu, and it feels a little bit biased towards the combination of east and west."

"It has a sense of classicism and a sense of technological unknown."

After stepping into the portal, the gate disappeared along with the platform where Yang Chen was standing just now.

I thought it was a scene of traps and all kinds of evil spirits and dangers.

However, after seeing the situation inside the gate, Yang Chen felt a little stunned.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hands, wanting to prove whether the scene in front of him was real.

A classical architectural floor is surrounded by neon lights with a sense of technology.

This building is called the Ice Building, and it is divided into seven floors from top to bottom.

It is estimated that the things and scenes appearing on each floor are different.

And Yang Chen appeared on the first floor.

Life and death are not enough, all things are just for pleasure.

Yang Chen's eyes and spiritual thoughts gushed out, and began to infiltrate this ice building.

However, this building does not know whether it is due to the special material, or because it is protected by a formation.

Yang Chen's divine sense couldn't penetrate it at all.

"Interesting and interesting. I haven't seen such a scene in decades. The formation of the human race has done a good job."

Three steps and two steps, Yang Chen moved and opened the door of the Frost Tower and broke in.

Since there is only this place of ice, the key to this formation should lie in this floor.

However, when Yang Chen entered the first floor of the Ice Building, he realized that the one who greeted him was...

"Young master, young master..."

"Long time no see, welcome to visit, I'm so happy to welcome you..."

A few women who were wearing light gauze, so thin that it was almost invisible, posted up.

Being next to Yang Chen almost made skin to skin.

Every woman is about eighteen years old, with a protruding figure and a beautiful and moving figure.

The index finger is moving.

The most important thing is that the voices of these women are soft and delicate.

It is really the kind that can turn ten thousand years of stubborn stone into soft fingers.

"Gudong!"

Although Yang Chen knows the murderous intent and evil spirits that exist in these formations.

But when facing a few big beauties, especially those who are classical and don't wear much clothes.

The virgin spirit in the body erupted like a mountain torrent.

This tmd.

Slap these goblins to death with a slap that I have only practiced for decades.

I looked at them for a while, and saw a few well-behaved and bright women.

Forget it, you can still enjoy it, let’s enjoy it for a while longer!

It would be too wasteful to kill them like this.

Yang Chen rubbed his hot face, and made an excuse for himself in his heart.

He generously enjoyed the service of these women, and was supported by them towards the large sofa bed in the middle of the room.

This day, the space of the human race formation is really good, and it is not much different from real people.

After pinching the arms and faces of several women, they were not much different from real women except that they were a little cold.

If Yang Chen hadn't recited in his heart that this is the formation from the moment he came in.

He probably thought it was real too.

"Clang clang..."

Just when Yang Chen's face was flushed and he was in a daze, and he was about to have sex with a few slightly injured women.

A burst of classical and quiet music came from nowhere and began to float in all directions.

Fresh and refined, strong and strong.

Yang Chen also recovered just in time for his meeting, from the flushed face just now to an upright gentleman.

Pushing aside the women who were still pestering him, he looked in the direction of the sound of the piano curiously.

Wearing a long white dress with watery eyes, she looks like the most beautiful young woman in the world standing at the pavilion.

Her eyebrows are like distant mountains, her skin is like snow, like a goddess descending to earth.

The woman's two flamboyant hands are caressing a guqin in front of her.

Play beautiful music.

With a soft, sweet voice like sweet bean paste, she tells her inner secrets.

The allure is simply irresistible.

Pure and enchanting, two kinds of temptations belonging to women are intertwined with each other, making people's hearts move!

If you use one sentence to describe it.

Yang Chen will definitely feel that this woman is very similar to a certain movie he watched in his previous life,

The fluttering white man playing the zither exudes charm at night in a certain temple.

Attracting countless scholars to come to Xiaoqian who is willing to belch farts.

and many more.

Yang Chen's heart suddenly trembled, and the purple lotus celestial power in his dantian poured into his whole body.

All the fantasies in my heart calmed down.

He was a little excited just now, his blood almost boiled like a beast.

Push away several disheveled women who are still pestering him.

With an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked forward to the pavilion that appeared in the hall.

In front of him is full of allure, pure and charming Guzheng girl, in his eyes, it seems to have changed a different form.

Talking not only lost the sweet feeling, but also seemed to be scraped by a knife.

It's like the sound of a cat's paw scratching the glass, the creaking sound is particularly unpleasant.

And the piece he played was even worse.

The two paws are like puppets, walking around on the piano, what's so good about playing randomly?

That is to say, the woman Yang Chen saw that was as dazzling as his first love just now was all an illusion.

"The law of charm, the pinnacle of the law of the trail, is a bit interesting."

The Law of Charm is not one of the Laws of the Small Path that is particularly good at fighting.

More functions are to assist and favor assassins, able to control unsteady monks quietly.

For Yang Chen.

Sometimes this special law is more difficult to deal with than the law that is good at frontal combat.

"Young master, I was lucky enough to meet you today. Apart from this body and skin, there is nothing else."

"Since we meet again by fate, my son and I will be a dewy couple tonight."

After the woman played the piano, she got up with a smile and walked off the stage, walking towards Yang Chen who was on the big bed.

Every move exudes amazing charm, while speaking softly, he begins to take off his clothes.

The women in white gauze who were pushed aside by Yang Chen also started to do the same.

"Oh my god! Is this a beauty trick or something?"

Yang Chen rolled his eyes, his heart was clear and moving, without any lust.

But now that these women are starting to post, it means that the people who manipulate them behind the scenes have moved.

Just put on an air, pretend to be charmed, and see if you can force the black hand on this floor out.

"Hey, since the young master is so considerate, why don't you stay here with us and be at ease."

"It's useless for dewy couples who are obsessed with one night."

The guzheng girl lay shyly on Yang Chen's lap, stretching out her jaded fingers to draw small circles.

"Well, many people have said this to me many times before you."

"It's just that they are really ugly, so I ignored them."

Yang Chen blinked his mouth, as if recalling something.

After stroking the woman's long hair, the fragrance was wafting.

His expression jumped, and then he slapped the Guzheng girl directly on the face.

"what are you doing……"

"Snapped!"

"Is there something wrong?..."

"Snapped……"

Whenever the woman wanted to speak, Yang Chen would slap him across the face.

Although he didn't use much strength, he slapped the woman's face high and swollen.

Mouth whimpering, almost speechless.

"Don't wait for me, let's go together, let's have a good time together."

The faces of the women in blue shirts next to them were obviously a little angry, and they all came over to hold Yang Chen's hand and muttered there.

Then the one who greeted them was Yang Chen's big slap.

Yang Chen just happened to feel that his palm skills were not well practiced.

Just take advantage of this opportunity to come a few times.

These seemingly soft and weak women actually don't know what they have practiced in their bodies.

No matter how Yang Chen beats him.

Except for the swollen face, the rest of the place is still intact.

Cup of tea is over.

Several graceful women in green gauze and white clothes have long since disappeared.

There were only a few pig heads who couldn't see their original appearances, whimpering in front of Yang Chen.

They all lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at Yang Chen, for fear of being served by big ears again.

Just now, someone among them stared at Yang Chen coldly, and then they were heartbroken.

Although Yang Chen didn't use the slightest elemental power and laws in his hands, he just used a thousand catties of strength.

But just this is enough to beat the three women who have no cultivation base.

"Okay, don't pretend to me, I know you are not ordinary people."

"Ordinary people can still appear in this ghost place, so I must be dreaming."

In Yang Chen's hand, a purple stick transformed by his cultivation base appeared, and he placed it directly next to the sofa bed.

"Tell me the truth."

"Are you being controlled by Wang Tang to intentionally harass me, or is it someone else?"

"If you're not telling the truth, hey, then don't blame me for being rude."

"us……"

A swollen pig-head-like woman in light gauze just wanted to speak, but was stopped by two companions with sharp eyes.

He shook his head to signal her not to speak.

"Clap clap..."

Yang Chen expressed his dissatisfaction with the behavior of winking and flirting in front of him.

Serve directly with two sticks.

What does the formation on the first floor want to express?He hasn't figured it out yet.

If they were delaying time like this, it probably happened to be Wang Tang's consciousness.

It might be too late to save Yang Hun.

"You're too much, you don't show pity at all, I've never seen a man like you."

"I wonder if you are a normal person."

The most severely beaten Guzheng woman flew her two teeth aside, staring at Yang Chen with a very vicious look.

I can't wait to scrape off a layer of flesh from him.

If eyes could kill, it is estimated that Yang Chen would have died hundreds of times already.

"Hehe, I just said that it is possible to encounter a scene like Wang Damei, and you are not good at it."

"Why is it possible to encounter such a situation in the formation space of the Celestial Race?"

He turned a blind eye to the look in the eyes of the Guzheng woman.

After all, if a human tramples an ant to death, he still pays attention to the ant's eyes.

It's just that Yang Chen still has a little regret in his heart.

If he was in his previous life, he would be very afraid of this kind of scene.

But now he is looking forward to it instead, it would be great if he could meet a beautiful girl.

Realize your childhood dreams.

"It's fine for me to know whether I'm a man or not, but you're not women, so I'm completely clear."

"If you want me to expose your true colors, I guess I will also have goose bumps on my body."

After kicking the guzheng girl to the ground, Yang Chen pointed to the surroundings and said loudly.

"If the secret friend doesn't come out, I will destroy your puppets."

"Including your broken house."

No one else appeared in the room that could be seen at a glance, only Yang Chen's voice echoed.

Yang Chen waved his hands, sighed, and stretched out his big feet.

"Boom!"

"First"

Huge vibrations and shock waves swept the entire room.

A woman in green gauze on the right turned into flying ash and floated in the air amidst the frightened eyes and distorted expression.

"the second…"

Yang Chen chopped it down again, aiming at the most beautiful looking just now.

Now she is also the most stubborn guzheng woman.

Suddenly, a bleak flute sounded in the air, winding and twisting.

The strength from Yang Chen's feet disappeared invisible in the melodious sound of the flute.

And the constantly shaking floors have since stopped.

The Guzheng woman and the remaining Qingsha woman slapped their chests, panting continuously.

His eyes were full of luck.

The master finally came out.

If they didn't come out again, these three maids would probably be beaten to pieces by Yang Chen.

From birth to the present.

I have never met a guy who is as obsessed with style as Yang Chen.

Yang Chen clapped his hands, staring curiously at the direction of the flute sound.

The master of the first floor of the Ice Building is finally about to appear.

"Fellow Daoist, you don't need to be angry. If this small courtyard of mine continues like this, I'm afraid it will be demolished by you."

"How about drinking two glasses of wine together and talking quietly?"

The sound of the flute dissipated, and the cold wind blew, smoothing the scars of the entire room.

A scent of flowers came from nowhere, and petals began to float in the room.

It was raining for a while.

Two rows of beautiful and moving maids in palace costumes appeared from the void.

The movements are unanimously neat.

Apart from the similarity in clothing, each of them has their own outstanding features, and they are not an assembly line carved out of the same mold.

Some are gorgeous and charming, some are delicate and pleasant, and some have a loli face and body.

12 people in total.

Each person held a lantern in their hand, and scattered flower petals in the air with one hand.

The petals paved a path under the action of an invisible force.

Seeing this scene, Yang Chen couldn't help giving a thumbs up, he had never made such a big scene.

Sure enough, he has style, he can learn it in the future, and it's not bad to go out and pretend to be an expert.

"Welcome to Master Kong!"

The twelve maids fell to the ground together and said in an intoxicated voice.

Among them were the two women next to Yang Chen.

"There is no need to be too polite, a few sisters please come up!"

A handsome man in white with a pale complexion, holding a Happy Beauty fan in his hand.

Full of panache.

Landed in the rain of flowers all over the sky, stepped on the petals and took a few steps to help the twelve maids up.

"My friend, aren't you looking for me? Now that I'm out, can you release the two sisters beside me?"