Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

The spiritual consciousness is condensed.

The water surface is sparkling, as beautiful as a mirror image, but the illusion becomes empty.

There was a chessboard under the spirit tree. Luo Huangji picked up a chess piece and said without even looking up, "Here it comes."

The sword's will wavered for a moment, splitting an illusion. The monk in white stepped into the water, and the ripples transformed by spiritual power wavered rapidly.

Xuanwei's eyes were pitch black, and his tall body stood in the illusion, like a sword unsheathed, cold and lonely.

"You have been here all the time? And you are disguising your appearance?" He stared at Luo Huangji's appearance for a moment.

Luo Huangji stretched out his fingertips and touched his forehead. His original appearance changed like an illusion with layers of nothingness peeling off. The revealed face could only be described in one word - as beautiful as spring flowers.

Illusions are often prosperous, gorgeous, and extremely bright and gorgeous, just like that face, which naturally fits the illusion.

After changing his face, Luo Huangji was still Luo Huangji. He spread his hands and said with a smile: "Senior brother doesn't want to, but after all, senior brother is now a teacher."

He touched his face and said shamelessly, "If a troublemaker like my senior brother is not disguised, he will fascinate all the youngsters every day. If there are one or two bold ones, they might even plot to betray their master and ancestors and commit treason."

Luo Huangji said, "Although I am not a conservative person, and I don't mind the forbidden love between master and disciple..."

Xuanwei replaced his eye roll with indifference.

Perhaps it was because his cold and silent eyes were too straightforward and his presence was too strong to be ignored. Luo Huangji coughed lightly and waved his hand, saying, "Ahem... it's better to have less trouble than more."

But in fact, the students only regarded Luo Huangji as an old dog that they hated...

Even if he regained his good looks, in the students' minds he would probably be just a pretty bastard.

His face, in no way hindered his dog.

Maybe it will be of help.

"I'm working for the half-step immortal in the academy for free, but what are you doing here, junior brother?" Luo Huangji raised his eyes with a look of suspicion.

"West Cave, look after the children." Xuan Wei said in a cold and concise voice.

Luo Huangji understood immediately: "Pfft - Daoyuan actually asked you to come see the child, hahaha!"

Daoyuan is the leader of Xuantian Immortal Sect.

Daoyuan has inherited the true teachings from his uncle, and he is also very shameless.

Luo Huangji could almost imagine that scene. He must be clinging to someone's thigh, throwing a tantrum and rolling around, crying and howling desperately.

"Hahaha, look at the child, why do I feel like it's almost okay for you to chop the child?" Luo Huangji laughed until tears came out of his eyes, and he raised his sleeves to wipe them randomly.

Under Xuan Wei's cold gaze, he tried to stop smiling and consoled her, "Very good, very good. Maybe you can still choose a disciple from the academy."

"By the way, do those old guys in the academy know that you are here?"

Xuan Wei nodded slightly: "Mo Xiguan knows."

Luo Huangji: "Okay, okay."

"What did you gain from this retreat? And your swordsmanship..." Putting away the joking look on his face, Luo Huangji looked extremely solemn and serious.

After a trip to the Qingyu Secret Realm, the three auxiliary medicines used to maximize the stimulation of the Xisui Grass have been obtained.

With the two herbs picked by the old man in green robe, plus the orchid heart fruit in Xiao Lin's hand, the main and auxiliary herbs are all ready, and the matter of tempering the body with the cleansing marrow grass can be put on the agenda.

Xiao Lin had already given the green-robed old man the orchid heart fruit he needed to develop the body-tempering medicine in the secret realm.

So two days later, the old man in green robe prepared a sufficient amount of body-quenching medicine according to the unique I Ching marrow cleansing prescription he got from the big man in hemp clothes.

The old man in green robe used a space magic tool to fill a large jar with medicinal liquid and gave it to Xiao Lin to temper his body. He yawned, put on his Little White Flower brand sun hat, and went back to sleep.

Halfway through the walk, the old man in green robe seemed to remember that he had forgotten to say something.

He stopped, looked back, and looked ahead.

Two more steps forward and you will reach his Hundred Herb Garden. The old man in green robe, who had been preparing the medicine for two days, had dark circles under his eyelids. His face was already full of wrinkles, and now there were even more.

He just wanted to catch up on some sleep.

The old man in green robe thought about it carefully and it didn't seem to matter. The medicinal bath would just be very painful.

His good disciple can make pills himself, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to make two pills that can block pain for a short period of time.

Thinking of this, the old man in green robe fell asleep without any burden.

What he didn't know was that the so-called pain-blocking pills were essentially nothing more than using the poison that paralyzes the nerves to paralyze the brain for a short period of time. Xiao Lin was immune to all poisons, so he was destined to have no chance of taking this kind of pill.

Moreover, his disciple is one in a million who can endure the pain of his holy body and the suffering that ordinary people cannot endure, and that disciple is Long Aotian.

In the room, Xiao Lin was making medicine and Qi Wu Yue was protecting him.

The big wooden barrel was filled with emerald green liquid medicine. Qi Wu Yue was lying on Xiao Lin's bed, propping up his head and looking at Xiao Lin, and said lazily, "Take it off."

Little Butterfly stood on her father's shoulder, her eyes shining, and she shouted firmly: "Take off, take off!"

Xiao Lin beside the wooden barrel: "..."

He lowered his eyes, and with his long, slender fingers with distinct joints, he unbuttoned his robe bit by bit. His movements were neither hurried nor slow, elegant and methodical. He undressed as if he was receiving a guest, with a sense of reserve and seduction.

The patron Qi Wu Yue supported his head with one hand, examining him nonchalantly with his silver eyes, his slightly narrowed arc revealing interest.

(Write whatever comes to mind, small theater - Qi Youqian and Xiao Huakui

There was a wealthy man in the south, his name was Qi Youqian. He was extremely rich and also extremely handsome, with fair skin, beautiful face and long legs.

She is fair, rich and beautiful, and her life is perfect except for one small flaw.

Because of some experiences in his childhood, he is a little anorexic.

He rarely eats out in his hometown because he feels that the food always contains disgusting bugs.

His appetite would only improve a little when he was out doing business.

But he is too picky and thinks there is no delicious food in the world and that everything tastes bad in their own way.

For his two maids, it was a real worry to let Qi have money for food.

Because her master, who is so arrogant, would never step into any restaurant, even if he starved to death.

So they always found ways to drag Qi Youqian to places where there was food, but not too obviously.

I heard that there was a brothel where the courtesan would always cook some exquisite and delicious food by herself and present it to the patrons in the audience before performing on stage.

Although I don’t know why there is such a strange routine in the brothel.

Nangong sister complex: Because if you want to win a man's heart, you must first win his stomach.

Yueduwei: It doesn’t matter, I bought the admission ticket and will take you up!

Don't miss any place where food may appear.

But when they showed Qi Youqian the admission letter, he decisively refused.

Qi Youqian: No, I’m too lazy to move.

Yue Duwei showed her not-so-strong arms: I can carry the Lord up!

Qi Youqian refused.

Nangong, who has a sister complex, was in tears and said that she had taken a fancy to an actor in the acrobatic show and wanted to ask him out, but was too embarrassed to go alone.

Yes, they deceived Qi Youqian by misrepresenting the courtesan's performance as an acrobatic show.

Qi Youqian said without even raising his eyes: Let Yue Duwei accompany you.

Nangong, the sister-con, said with a shy face: It’s embarrassing for both of us.

Qi Youqian was incredulous: Excuse me, are you going to a brothel? It's embarrassing for two people, but it's okay for three people to go together?

Nangong sister-con nodded: Three people are just right.

Qi Youqian looked at her with an indescribable look.

Yue Duwei said something shocking: Or, I am too shy and not considered a human being. My Lord, please accompany her to pursue true love.

She said calmly with a cold face that she was shy and introverted.

Anyway, you can't tell at all that Qi is rich.

In the end, under the persistence of Nangong's sister-con and for her happiness, Qi Youqian still went.

As a result, Qi Youqian felt something was wrong as soon as he entered that day.

It smells so good, the air is filled with the rich scent of rouge.

It's too flashy, everyone is dressed gaudy.

Qi Youqian frowned and asked doubtfully: Are you sure this is an acrobatic show?

Yueduwei: Yes, performance.

Qi Youqian: What acrobatic performances are performed indoors?

Nangong sister complex laughed: It’s too cold outside, so they moved the performance indoors.

Qi Youqian sat in the best and most luxurious seat on the stage, watching the performance with a frown on his face.

He asked Nangong Meicon: Which one do you like?

Just spend the money and take it back.

The smell of this place was so strong that it made him dizzy. He didn't want to stay there even for a minute longer.

Nangong Sistercon: Uh...he hasn't shown up yet.

Yue Duwei: I know, he will be the finale!

Nangong Meikong: Yes, my dear one is the finale!

Qi Youqian just had to frown and endure it.

In order to win votes, the courtesans would prepare homemade food for the guests in the audience on their own shows.

Most of them are small and exquisite snacks, but there is one exception.

The new Oiran Xiao.

Because Xiao Huakui's show was too spicy, in order to fit the theme, the food he prepared was a super spicy version of boiled fish.

So after placing plate after plate of greasy sweet snacks in front of Qi Youqian, a pot of extremely special boiled fish finally arrived.

It stands out among the cakes.

Qi Youqian hadn't eaten any pastries, so he had no appetite just looking at the boiled fish in front of him. However, the boiled fish in front of him was very unique and eye-catching. The red peppers were spread all over the snow-white fish meat, and the aroma was amazing. It looked very appetizing.

Qi Youqian picked up the chopsticks and tasted a bite of the fish, and was amazed by its deliciousness.

It’s so delicious, ma’am!

He had never eaten such delicious food since he was a child.

He quickly picked up another bite with his chopsticks and ate it with unusual grace.

It’s just that in order to highlight the spiciness of his show, Xiao Huakui put a lot of extremely spicy peppers in the boiled fish.

So the fish is delicious, but - it's too spicy!

Qi Youqian's lips were red from the spiciness, as if he had put on rouge. Not only did they look stunning, but they were also slightly swollen, just like...

I was held down and kissed hundreds of times.

Xiao Huakui said silently in her heart.

The spicy peppers made Qi Youqian's silver eyes slightly watery, his nose red, and his lips scorched to death.

Xiao Huakui stared at Qi Youqian's lips calmly, her eyes darkening unconsciously.

Qi Youqian was also very satisfied with his fish and felt it was a pity that this acrobat did not become a chef.

So he immediately said to Xiao Huakui: I will take a picture of you, and you will follow me from now on.

Xiao Huakui stared at his lips intently, her heart beating wildly. She leaned closer to Qi Youqian and scanned his face with her phoenix eyes.

He was very close, and he could kiss Qi Youqian's lips by just lowering his head slightly. As their breaths intertwined, he could even feel the heat emanating from Qi Youqian's lips, which were red from the spiciness.

Seeing it from such a close distance, the patron's eyes were as beautiful as a pool of silver glass.

If I was bullied by him until I cried, and I looked at him with a pair of eyes like this...

Suppressing the burning desire, Xiao Huakui lowered her eyebrows, smiled softly and said: I will serve you well.

Qi Youqian was very satisfied with his ability to understand the current situation: I will treat you well too.

Give you the best monthly salary treatment.

Xiao Huakui smiled gently, her phoenix eyes filled with affection. She glanced at Qi Youqian tenderly, and he turned around and went back to the stage to perform.

Yue Duwei only cares about one thing: Didn't you say that this fish is delicious? My Lord, please eat a few more bites.

Qi Youqian also wants to eat.

He was a little distressed and turned his face away slightly: It's too spicy.

My lips still hurt.

Yue Duwei took out a big pancake: fish burrito, it wouldn’t be spicy if eaten with it.

Nangong sister control quickly poured tea: tea can relieve the spiciness.

Qi Youqian: ...

Xiao Huakui started her performance.

His show is as spicy as his boiled fish.

Striptease.

Qi Youqian frowned slightly.

He wanted to rent out the place and kick everyone out.

As his cook, there is no need for me to work so hard and perform in public.

Qi Youqian decisively started spending money and drove everyone out.

Some people took the money, but some refused to leave.

They want to see a show!

Qi Youqian took the gold and threw a lot of big gold ingots, which knocked out the people who refused to leave.

Bang, bang, bang.

As he smashed the coins, Yue Duwei silently handed him a steady stream of gold ingots.

Very good, except for the three of them, no one else here opened their eyes.

Xiao Huakui kept staring at him with soft and affectionate eyes until Qi Youqian had beaten all the people.

Xiao Huakui finally started to perform striptease.

A striptease just for Qi Youqian to watch.

His fingers are beautiful, slender like jade, and each one looks like a work of art.

The clothes were specially made, with an absurd high collar, and the buttons were snow-white and lustrous pearls. He slowly stroked the precious buttons, as if he was playing with Qi Youqian's small earlobe.

Love and affection are full of erotic connotations.

She was clearly just unbuttoning her clothes, but every move she made was extremely seductive. She hooked her belt slowly and leisurely, and from time to time she pursed her lips and glanced at Qi Youqian in the audience, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

It took him more than an hour to take off his clothes, which made the two maids feel drowsy. The dance was too stimulating.

Only her master was interested in it.

Qi Youqian, who was watching from the audience, waved his hands and flicked the lights crazily: "Click, click, click until the orders explode!"

Order it, take it home and cook it.

Qi Youqian ordered many Oiran Xiaos and booked her schedule for ten years.

Qi Youqian: Ten-year employment contract.

Jujube Madam: I'm rich, I'm rich! (pats Xiao Hua Kui's shoulder) (speaks earnestly) You must serve Master Qi well.

Qi Youqian brought his mistress Xiao Huakui back to his house.

Oh, by the way, I also bought the top courtesan that Nangong's sister complex liked and gave it to her.

In order to avoid being exposed, Nangong, a sister-con, hugged a strange man and kept calling him "darling" and "muh muh".

Nangong winked at his sister: Honey, let’s go and have a private chat.

She hugged the man and ran away quickly.