Yanshan Exquisite Record

Pei Wunian asked suspiciously, "Born and raised underground?"

Mr. Lan raised his head slightly, his appearance was very beautiful, and he was very cool. The tails of his bright red eyes swept towards Pei Wunian, "There are 160 girls, ladies and mothers in the underground. They were brought in when they were young. When they grow up, they will serve tea and water, and as for the offspring born to those iron chain men, the strong ones will be tied up to practice martial arts, the weak ones will be killed, the beautiful ones will be young servants, and the girls will continue to be maids."

Song Xueqiao's eyes widened slightly, even the Wujin fan stopped moving.

Seeing his expression, Mr. Lan slowly sat up straight again, as if unintentionally grabbed his crimson and carved gauze sleeve, revealing a white wrist.

The fragrance in the sleeves is extremely charming.

He laughed and said, "Mr. Song doesn't need to show that expression. In fact, there is something you don't want to believe. The girl who killed Fang Jianqiu just now is the first daughter Fang Jianqiu gave birth to after coming here."

"People who have entered here can't get out, and they can't know their real name and who their parents are."

Song Xueqiao was at a loss for words, even though he once slandered Taoist Yanshan to death, now it seems that compared to this Wen Gutian Xuan Wengu Protector, even Ding Mobai who kidnapped in broad daylight can be regarded as a very good person.

The so-called Tanhuan Building, the things under the bliss are so disgusting that it is beyond words.

After a while, Song Xueqiao finally let out a long sigh and said, "Since you know this place is a death row, why can Mr. Lan still laugh?"

"Why can't I laugh?" Mr. Lan had already gently unbuttoned his chest, revealing a section of his underwear, and slowly moved forward.

"Guardian Wen Gu gave me what I want. Apart from serving you, I can live like a rich man when I am here. I don't have to work hard for my livelihood. Many people prefer to stay here for this reason."

Song Xueqiao was a little stiff for a moment.

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Speaking of the two girls just now, Mr. Lan did know better and was more proficient. He caressed his hands like snakes, but he didn't try to untie his front lapel. Instead, he slowly slid to his waist and opened his belt.

The same brightly painted lips showed a rippling smile towards Song Xueqiao. When Song Xueqiao came back to his senses, he bared his teeth at him, and quietly stretched out a hand from his wide sleeve, tugging at the corner of Pei Wunian's clothes .

Pei Wunian turned into a monk with a bald head at this moment, the old monk sipped scented tea as if in meditation, and played with the gilt lion on the table, extremely calm.

Because senior brother Pei is a gentleman, he won't disappoint when other people are in trouble.

A voluptuous face was close at hand, with a pink face full of spring, and she greeted her with eagerness to refuse. After the long eyelashes trembled slightly, the amber pupils were full of surprise.

Song Xueqiao raised his hand to wipe off the powder marks on his face, and he had already swung Yunshan to push Mr. Lan against the wall, and said with a dry smile, "You Tanhuanlou can do anything, but this is the one who likes to take off people's clothes casually Habits are really bad."

Mr. Lan was stunned for a moment, and soon the pear blossoms were raining, and without any shyness, he thrust the sword three inches away from his shoulder, and complained softly, "Why? You don't like it, Mr.?"

Song Xueqiao kindly pushed the hilt back three inches, motioning him to stay away, and smiled politely, "I like your grandma."

Mr. Lan frowned slightly, and suddenly let out a snort. His black hair sprinkled on his snow-white chest, and he cast a winking eye in this direction, his eyes fluttered, and his soul pierced his bones. I like my grandma, or because I'm not beautiful enough."

Song Xueqiao smiled, "Beautiful, those messy pink flowers on your face are even more beautiful."

Mr. Lan finally stopped laughing, and looked at Song Xueqiao coquettishly with his head propped up, "Are you really not Duanxiu?"

"I told you from the beginning." Seeing that he no longer tried to crawl over like a loach, Song Xueqiao put away his sword and sneered, "You still say you understand."

"I understand." Mr. Lan said clearly, but still looked suspiciously at Pei Wunian.

Song Xueqiao raised his eyebrows, "Then you still come up to pick up my clothes?"

Mr. Lan's eyes drifted back, stared at Song Xueqiao for a while, and smiled, "These iron chain men below are all withered vines and old bark. There are rarely two such romantic figures. Lan is no better than Mr. Song."

The person on the opposite side hesitated to speak, and pinched his slender knuckles coquettishly around his own black hair.

Song Xueqiao couldn't help but twitched her eyebrows, "Say."

Mr. Lan smiled brightly, his eyes fluttered, and his voice fluttered, "How can I not enjoy the beauty now?"

Pei Wunian raised his eyelids, but the wooden door was knocked suddenly, and immediately the little girl poked her head in, "Mr. Lan! Hero Zhou, please come over."

"Understood." Mr. Lan leaned against the door, wiped off the last bit of water pink paste on his face with his sleeve, and patted his robe, "Hero Zhou

I have always loved to write refreshing and elegant ones, and I don't want to offend his old man. "

"It's better to leave than to see you off." Song Xueqiao resentfully.

But Mr. Lan slowly cupped his fists and gave a serious Jianghu ceremony, "I'm in Xialanhuan, see you sometime."

The door closed slowly, and after confirming that no one would come in to throw himself into his arms, Song Xueqiao fastened her belt, and her ears were finally quiet.

Pei Wunian looked at the fully closed wooden door and raised his eyebrows, "See you some other day?"

"There is no other day." Eldest Young Master Song tidied up his messy clothes, and found that the little girl was quick enough to tear off half of Pei Wunian's coat, so he couldn't help but take off the coat Pushing back Pei Wunian's neck, he sighed, "He's a sweetheart, but unfortunately he's a little too arrogant."

Pei Wunian said, "Where is the arrogance?"

"He said that I am currently beautiful and don't know how to enjoy it. Don't say that he is a man, even if he is a beauty, how can I enjoy being painted as a goalkeeper?" Song Xueqiao was helpless.

Pei Wunian shook his head and snorted, "Even if Mr. Lan is painted as a door god, it's hard to hide his beauty, don't take advantage of it and don't know how to flatter him."

Song Xueqiao said awkwardly, "I dare to take advantage of only one person in the world."

Pei Wunian propped his chin and raised his eyebrows, "Who?"

"Of course it's you." Song Xueqiao shook his fan, smiled wryly, and counted with his fingers, "Because you took advantage of Sikong Yueyao, Xiaoyaogu would be smashed, and Lu Linlin was taken advantage of, and Zhan Mu wanted to tear me down and take Ye Ye It's cheap, it doesn't matter that she is a married woman, and if she can't take advantage of it, she will take advantage of you and won't be stabbed to death with a sword."

Pei Wunian said, "But I seem to be a man too."

"I'm not blind, so I know you're a man." Song Xueqiao shook his head, "But you're much prettier than that Mr. Lan."

Pei Wunian had a clear expression on his face, "But speaking of good looks, don't you still have an oriental girl, Miss Zhen?"

"Hey." Song Xueqiao swayed her fan faster, "Those two? You have to spend a lot of money to see each other, and you have to sell yourself to pay off debts after listening to a song. It's obvious that they took advantage of me."

Pei Wunian frowned, and clicked his tongue, "It seems to make sense, but now I want to know, there is no need to spend a lot of money here, and you don't need to sell yourself to pay off the debt. Where did the money come from? After ten years in the Paradise, there is no Not silver."

Song Xueqiao paused with the fan in his hand, and said with a gentle smile, "It seems that you also thought that there is something different here."

"The predecessor of the Tanhuan Building was burned, and the mountains of gold and silver were also burned, unless they have surplus food nearby." Pei Wunian raised his eyes to look at the gilt lion he had been playing with for a long time, and suddenly turned his head, "Perhaps We were wrong from the beginning, he is not Wen Gu Tianxuan at all."

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The number of words in this chapter is relatively small ~ I will increase the update tomorrow www