Reborn for ten thousand years, the Eternal Heavenly Lord

Fozi Huang Mancang smiled confidently, as if he was dissuaded by the woman's response, and followed the woman's footsteps with a smile.

"It has been famous for a long time. Hou Men is a good place. I can hear your feats in the Secret Land. If it weren't for this place being close to the blessed land, I would have wanted to go to Jiange and the Hou Men over there in the Buddhist Kingdom. It's so amazing. Yes, your boss has accomplished a feat, an amazing feat."

The woman smiled broadly and turned to look at Huang Mancang, with a questioning look in her eyes, trying to read what he meant by his words.

Huang Mancang did not let the woman bother to guess, but said directly: "Going to the Xuanjing where Haoran Zhengqi Sect is located to open a brothel, and opening a brothel near Jiange and the Buddha Kingdom, this is not a feat, it must be a pleasure for us. The idol of man.”

The woman smiled this time, gestured to pat the Buddha and said, "Young Master is too much. How can the Marquis be a brothel!"

Fozi took the woman's little hand that signaled for slapping, hugged the woman into his arms, and laughed loudly: "Hahahaha..."

The sound was so loud that he looked sideways.

Fozi raised and lowered his hands, looked left and right, teasing the woman in his arms, "Your boss is quite powerful. With the Hou Men open in this place, you won't be afraid of being sprayed to death by those who read."

The woman was attacked, her voice was trembling, and she replied: "It should be very powerful. I haven't seen it before. I heard that he is a big man in the Zhongtian Realm, who can weigh the forces of all parties."

"There are so many guests. Is there anything special happening in the building or is there anything that needs my special attention? The lady first said, your boss is so capable, don't let anyone accidentally violate a taboo and be resented without knowing it. .”

Before he finished speaking, Fozi had already stuffed the storage bag containing the spirit stones into the woman's inner garment, and did not forget to press a few times on the woman's towering chest.

The woman rolled her eyes at Huang Mancang, which looked more like flirting than hostility. She pulled some distance away and responded with a sweet smile. She raised her slender finger and touched the tip of Buddha's nose and said: "Young masters, good or bad, are all here to have fun. If you are a flower, Even if you have money to buy the punishment, you won’t be able to gather so many heroes. There are no taboos, just follow the arrangements of the guy in the building."

"Haha, that makes sense!"

After Fozi smiled, he wanted to hold the woman's little hand, but the woman avoided him and pointed to the entrance to the lobby in front of him and said: "Young master, we are here. I hope you have a good time."

The lobby receptionist came out early to welcome Huang Mancang in. Huang Mancang strode onto the lobby steps. As soon as he stepped into the lobby, he was shocked by the design of the hall. It was just right, and the multi-ethnic style was still just right. This is amazing. The design of the hall is luxurious yet traditional, elegant yet unconventional.

He began to admire the person behind the scenes. If this layout was Ruan Qingtian's handiwork, then he must re-examine this person.

From what the reception woman said, Lin Jianyi was in the building, he verified the identity of Buddha step by step. If it were not a real relationship, he would probably have panicked when the woman said that he invited Lin Jianyi out of the reception. There is something behind.

Although the road along the way is beautiful and beautiful, the woman's inquiries and guidance will also lead to some inexperienced customer information. Huang Mancang deliberately looked around, looked back and forth, and wanted to change the direction several times. None of them succeeded.

There is no way to see a clear scene in any pavilion. There is a magic array to hide the real scene, and the confidentiality and strength display are very good.

The first stop is the lobby. The lobby is open and there are no illusions. Personal information is verified through the introducer, self-introduction and the relationship circle in the lobby. It is just a journey from entering the Houmen gate to the lobby. So many verification processes.

There were many men and women wandering around, wearing uniform uniforms of the Hou Men. They seemed to be of high cultivation. In addition to providing services, they should also be doing some escort work such as capturing and killing on the spot.

Huang Mancang's face darkened, and it only took a second for him to switch from chatting and laughing to seriousness and calmness. His starry eyes glanced around the lobby with authority, and he put on an expression that would keep strangers away. He held his head high and pointed his chin at others in an arrogant manner.

He took note of the woman's words to just follow the reception arrangements in the building. The whole process of being accompanied and received, or to put it mildly, surveillance, this service was too much.

He deliberately walked quickly past the crowd in the lobby to the back hall, but was stopped and persuaded to go back, even if he went to the more remote side hall.

Seeing that he was not interacting with anyone, the men and women in the lobby paid more attention to him. In an instant, several eyes locked on him, inseparable.

Fozi's face became even more gloomy. Suddenly his figure moved, and he punched away the Hou Men disciple who was approaching him, and cursed: "I'm here to relax, not to be watched by you, and I'm not a woman who always stares at me. What to do, bah, I feel so uncomfortable.”

Others caught the disciple who was knocked away, and the disciples who were wandering around quickly gathered around him. The speed was not slow, and they could hear the sound of flying through the air.

The atmosphere became tense.

Someone in the lobby reached Fozi one step before Houmen's guards surrounded him, hit him with a shoe, and asked through a message: "What is your name now?"

Buddha raised his eyebrows and quickly replied: "Master Huang!"

I saw the man shouting loudly: "You still have such a bad temper, why do you have time to hang out today, Mr. Huang!"

"Brother is here too. Isn't this Master's arrangement to save the world? Don't you want to be relaxed and relaxed before doing things?" After saying that, he glanced at the surrounding guards fiercely and said angrily: "Who knows what kind of thing we encountered? The door is really not as famous as meeting it."

The guards had their own hidden communication gestures to communicate. One person stepped forward alone and said: "Houmen will definitely provide our distinguished guests with services that make them feel at home and exceed their imagination. Misunderstandings are all misunderstandings."

"Master Qian knows Mr. Huang?"

The man who threw his shoes and stepped forward to save the situation laughed and said, "That's right! A fool from a secret realm who doesn't understand the ways of the world. It's normal for the heir to a hidden sect to be a little arrogant."

After the rescuer attracted the attention of the guests in the hall, Fozi quickly put the monk's shoes that smashed him into his storage bag, and cooperated with other people's propaganda to shape his current image to be more wealthy, arrogant and unreasonable.

His eyes once again scanned the many guards. Perhaps he had been compassionate for too long, and his murderous and compassionate eyes looked a bit out of place.

Another young man looked at me carefully for a long time, then came forward and bowed to him, saying, "Uncle!"

Huang Mancang observed for a long time and suddenly cursed: "If you don't practice in the mansion, what are you doing here? Don't talk nonsense when you go out. You have never seen me in Houmen, otherwise your master wife will find out about it and cause trouble for me again." "

Seeing that so many people knew Mr. Huang, the guard leader also politely left the scene, but his eyes stayed in the three-person area for more time.

Buddha asked the man who threw the shoe: "Why are you here?"

"What do you mean, the monk can come, but the adoptive father can't?"