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The next day, Xuanji didn't play her temper, and walked to the city of Jingzhou with her sword.Covered in a black robe, she led Wei Wuyou around and around in front of a room.

"Grandpa, come and play", "I hate it, Xiaocui misses you so much if you haven't come for so long", flirting upstairs and downstairs, Wei Wuyou stuffed the spirit into the storage ring, raising his eyebrows Asked, "Xuanji, don't you want to deceive me, brother Mo Zhen will be in the brothel?"

"Whether you're here or not, don't you know if you go in and have a look?" Xuanji said coldly, stepping inside,

"Girl, please come inside." The people from the brothel led the way, Wei Wuyou was at a loss as to whether a girl could enter this brothel?

The lobby is rich and majestic with plastered beams and beams, a platform in the center, and the sound of bells and drums. There is a woman in red, dancing lightly, surrounded by guests.

I saw the woman on the stage, her body was as soft as water, her dimples were light and red, her swallow fat was dotted with vermilion, her lips were like red, like plum blossoms falling on her forehead, forming five flower tinsel, waving her sleeves, she was astonished as a heavenly man.

She nodded and looked sideways, her eyes rolled, and she looked shyly and expectantly at the two people on the stairs, causing all the guests to look up.

"Look at her, where is senior brother?" Wei Wuyou uttered, interrupting Xuanji's eye contact with the woman and urging her to move forward.

The woman turned around and knelt down, kicked her feet back, stretched her arms, and danced gracefully like a sparrow, which aroused repeated applause. She turned her head to look, and only Wei Wuyou's back was left on the stairs without looking back.

Xuanji walks familiarly to the backyard of the brothel, only to hear the singing of zithers, singing and swallows, and the women in thin clothes are frolicking and playing, which is an unusual scene from the lobby.

Wei Wuyou turned his eyes away in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "Demon girl, if you lie to me, I will definitely not let it go."

"Guests, please come inside", lead the way into a secluded place, there is a lake, a white jade bridge, there is a pavilion in the center of the lake, with tulle as curtains, Xuanji raised her hand and lifted it, stepped on the snow-white blanket with bare feet, leaned against it, and said coldly, " How to let it go?",

In the pavilion, two women in light tulle shirts knelt and waited, silently holding a golden basin, sprinkled with peach petals, dripped in fragrant dew, and carefully wiped Xuanji's feet.

"Where is senior brother?" Wei Wuyou couldn't help asking, "After drinking this cup of wine with me, I'll tell you." Xuanji rested her head lazily on her hand,

The maid Su held the wine cup, brought it to her lips, and fed her a grape. Xuanji squinted her eyes in satisfaction, and tapped the water in the golden basin with her toes.

Against the background of the black robe, the skin of the bare feet is more than snow, and the silk brushes the water, sliding over her slender ankles, the slightly arched insteps, and the round toes like pearls, and the occasional peach petals attached to the insteps add a three-dimensional Very coquettish.

Wei Wuyou averted his eyes, sat in front of the desk, and drank a glass of wine with his head raised.

Xuanji smiled lightly, her dimples were blushing after drinking, her eyes flickered, a lock of black hair fell between her red lips and white teeth, bright and delicate, with a three-point charming, three-point frivolous and three-point indescribable taste.

Wei Wuyou didn't dare to look her in the eye, fearing that he would fall under the spell of the Demon Sect again, so he hastily drank another cup of wine and said, "You've drunk the wine, go ahead",

"Master Yu is here, fluff and brilliance", someone lifts the yarn weft with a slender hand, walks in, the red robe reaches the ground, the wide belt is tied with a full waist, the skirt is half exposed, and the skin outside the pocket is white The plum blossoms on the forehead are delicate and charming.

"Yueji, come here," Xuanji beckoned, and she softened, sitting on Xuanji's lap, with her arms around her neck, smiling brightly.

Xuanji took a sip of the wine, lowered her head to feed the wine, Yueji opened her lips, and with the tip of her tongue across the corner of her mouth, she bullied her and whispered next to Xuanji, making her chuckle endlessly.

Wei Wuyou couldn't bear the extravagance, stood up, and reprimanded with a sullen face, "Say it if you say it, and don't say it if you don't say it. What is the purpose of you leading me here?"

Yueji retracted into Xuanji's arms, drawing circles on her arms with her fingers, her eyes were open with great interest, "This girl is so vicious, she scares my family",

Xuanji embraced her, picked up the wine cup and drank it all, and said with a smile, "Yueji knows what you want to ask, but you scared her, what should I do?",

Wei Wuyou suppressed his anger and asked slowly, "Miss Yueji, may I ask if you have ever seen disciple Yunhua appear?"

"Miss Yueji...?", Yueji covered her lips and smiled lightly, glanced at Xuanji, and said, "There are indeed", "Where are they now?!", Wei Wuyou said anxiously,

"Half a month ago, a man and a woman fled here. They were wearing Yunhua Taoist clothes. The man looked ordinary, wore a short sword, and spoke politely. The woman had a good skin and a bad temper. I will punish you and teach me a lesson. She said something",

Wei Wuyou thought, Xuanji didn't lie to her, it was indeed Mo Zhen and Yun Xuan.

"Where are they now?", "Gone", "Gone?!", Wei Wuyou looked at Xuanji, and raised his voice and asked, "Master Yu ordered Haosheng to entertain them, and they insisted on leaving, saying that they can't stay here" , Yueji said angrily,

Xuanji walked slowly, and said with a smile, "Why? Don't you believe me?" Wei Wuyou hesitated, she did not sense the breath of Mo Zhen and Yun Xuan, and clasped her hands together, "In that case, I will leave."

"Is that why you don't want to see me?" Xuanji's footsteps swayed slightly, her cheeks were flushed, she frowned and raised her forehead, she tapped her shoulder with her slender fingers, smelling of alcohol, "Wei Wuyou, you and I have known each other for almost 20 years. But have you been with her for four years?"

"Xuanji, you're drunk, what do you want?" Wei Wuyou frowned, her eyes twitched from alcohol, she bit her finger and giggled, "What do I want? I want your man!",

She seemed annoyed, "I can't wait anymore, I can't wait anymore, who knows when you will lose your life again!".

The alcoholic fragrance of peach blossoms rushed towards her face, Xuanji leaned forward and bit her lip, scared Wei Wuyou pushed away, and was about to reprimand when she saw Xuanji's red eyes.

Wei Wuyou sighed, pushed her away, blushing, "She saved me once, and I took my own life to protect her. If you were in danger, I would protect you too. I cultivate the way of Taoism and fate, and I have no selfishness. You don't want to mess around."

Xuanji took a step back, held the jug in her hand, raised her head to drink, and said with a light smile, "Naughty?"

Yue Ji stepped forward to help her, "My lord, don't drink anymore, the strong wine will hurt your body." She helped Xuanji fall on the beauty's couch, dismissed the maid, bent down to light the incense burner, and the light smoke curled up, and the fragrance was refreshing.

"She's drunk, don't you care about it", Yue Ji looked at Wei Wuyou, with a smile that was not a smile, "If you don't try, how do you know that you don't have reverie about women?", "Revere?", Wei Wuyou thought about what happened that night dream, ugly face,

"Please wait here a moment, I'm going to bring sober tea", Yueji opened the gauze curtain, turned her head and smiled, Wei Wuyou wanted to leave, but saw Xuanji sleeping with her eyes closed, worried that there would be so many guests in the brothel, leaving her drunk alone It's not right, so I hold back my temper and wait.

She was light-headed and dizzy, and simply sat in front of the desk, squinting her head with her hands. Xuanji in the beauty's couch, her breath was slightly heavy, her legs were bent in front of her, and her hair brushed her cheeks. Very weak.

The aroma in the nose became more and more intense, even a little sweet. For some reason, I felt a little flustered, my heart was beating fast, and my eyes were a little blurry, but Xuanji's face not far away was clearly visible.

Stardust on a moonlit night, thin clouds flowing, bare feet hanging from the branches, swaying at will, singing in a soft and charming voice, "Zi Hui misses me, and the clothes she wears; Zi Hui thinks of me, the clothes she wears",

She followed the prestige, and there was a person sitting on the tree, with half-undressed clothes and waist-length hair. The man raised his hands to comb his hair, with tears in the corners of his eyes, and a charming smile.

Wei Wuyou took a step back, and heard a low voice singing again, someone was lying on the reef, with his head tilted back, looking at him, with black hair spreading across the sea, someone was lying on top of her,

The two raised their heads at the same time, the person below had tear moles at the corners of their eyes, it was Xuanji, and the person on her body was Yueji, with an evil smile.

"Xuanji...", the mist in front of my eyes made it difficult to see clearly, there was her ethereal figure in the mist, Wei Wuyou's heart was full, he couldn't let go, his attachment to Xuanji.

"Worriless and not afraid", someone hugged her, the warm and soft embrace was Xuanji's voice, Wei Wuyou hugged her tightly, the warmth that made people yearn for it was suffocating.

His heart was beating extremely fast, there was a boulder pressing on his chest, and he was about to be out of breath, Wei Wuyou opened his eyes, and took a few breaths, the breath sprayed on the snowy muscles in front of him, and a small crimson fine particle soon formed.

The strong fragrance of peach blossom penetrated into the tip of his nose, Wei Wuyou had plump twin peaks in front of him, and Xuanji's seductive face when he raised his eyes, the peach blossoms were red in the eyes, making people can't help but want to get closer.

With two screams, Jiang Ling flew into the pavilion, slipped into Wei Wuyou's arms, flapped her wings and patted her face, "Naughty animal!", only heard a loud rebuke, Jiang Ling wailed, and fell down on the ground.

"Ling Ling!", Wei Wuyou opened his eyes, the pain in his brain was pierced by needles, and the rich sweet fragrance filled his nose, she held her breath, pushed and retreated, her hand almost fell into the snow peak, her hair was in a mess , and Xuanji in front of her eyes are all half untied.

"That incense burner is weird." Wei Wuyou pointed his finger, and the teacup fell into the incense burner and went out. There was a small half of spiritual grass in it. After looking carefully, he couldn't help saying, "Guyao Mountain, the emperor died and turned into a Yao grass. Huahuang, in fact, is like a dodder, obedient and flattering to others",

She held the jug beside Xuanji's hand, smelled it carefully, and it really smelled of Guyao fruit, she threw the jug on the ground, furious.

Xuanji raised her eyebrows slightly, pulled her black robe around her, and half-kneeled on the couch, with a few bright red marks on her collarbone, like red plums and falling snow, dazzling respectively.

"Burning the Guyao leaves can make those who smell the fragrance, and those who eat the Guyao fruit, confused and fascinated. Xuanji, I never thought that you are such a despicable person!".

Xuanji was slightly startled, crossed her legs, sat sideways on her lap, raised her neck, revealing the red marks from her collarbone to her neck, and said with a light smile, "The you who said last night didn't mean you didn't mean anything to women."

Her black hair was wrapped around her neck in strands, and the red marks were clearly set off. Her smile was so charming that the corners of her eyes were stained red.

"Why are you..." Wei Wuyou raised his head, his eyes were red, "You want to do this...to me...",

Her hands trembled, mixed with emotions of anger, self-blame, guilt, and helplessness, and the peace and inaction she sought was shattered time and time again by her.

Xuanji stretched out her hand and smiled, "Why do you need to practice Taoism, and fall into the nose with me, wouldn't it be fun!".

The author has something to say: the next chapter will clarify Xuanji's rumors, and they will be cleared up for nothing.

When I write about witches, I always write very vividly and brightly, but I like to abuse witches very much. What kind of mentality is this? This chapter is not considered abuse, it is sweet in the abuse.

Thanks Nana for mine.