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The two of them walked along the way, and the scenery in Fanhua City was really beautiful, but they always felt that there was something strange under the beautiful scenery.

"Jianqing, have you noticed that the streets are full of beautiful young women, or old people and children, but you don't see young adults?" Du Zhilan covered his mouth with a folding fan and whispered.

Jian Qing stopped in his tracks and let out a "hmm".

"Could it be that...all of them were conscripted by the city lord of Fanhua City?" Du Zhilan tapped his palm with the tip of his fan, shook his head and vetoed, "No, I didn't hear that there was any war here. Ah, I know, the city lord must like men. , brought all the young men into the harem!"

Jian Qing couldn't help interjecting: "Do you think everyone is as dirty as you?"

Du Zhilan flicked his long sleeves, glanced sideways at him, and said, "Hey, my son is upright, he walks upright and sits upright, what's wrong with him?"

Without waiting for the other party to answer, he brushed his forehead chicly again, and said with a faint smile: "However, the owner of Fanhua City is really ruthless. My son's vision is much higher."

Jian Qing twitched the corner of his mouth, turned his head and decided to ignore him.

Just when Jian Qing was about to continue walking, an old man's hoarse voice suddenly came from behind: "Young masters, please stay!"

"What's the matter?" Jian Qing and the others looked back after hearing the words, and saw a hunchbacked old man walking slowly from the shadow of the corner. .

"Two..." The old man sized them up, and finally his eyes rested on Du Zhilan's face, his deep voice sounded very uncomfortable.

"Is this the first time you've come to Blossom City?"

The old man spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that others could not hear clearly.

Jian Qing nodded, Du Zhilan was in a bad mood, waving his fan, his nostrils upturned: "That's right, little old man, this string of money rewards you, go far away and beg for food, don't disturb your elegant mood."

"Hey..." The old man took the money with a smile, and said meaningfully, "Young master has good eyesight, so you know why most of the streets in the bustling city are young and beautiful women, and there are few handsome young masters?"

"Oh?"

Looking carefully at the old man in front of him, Jian Qing asked calmly: "Then where have all the young men in the city gone? Does the old man know?"

The old man's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "That's right, Fanhua City is named after flowers, and it's not boasting. Seventy percent of the world's beauties and famous flowers are located in a place called Blossoms in the city! Its owner, It is the city owner of Fanhua City, who is open during the day and closed at night, and the young talents in the city gather there during the day, meeting friends in poetry and prose, and Bojia people smile."

"Is there such a thing?" Du Zhilan quickly closed the folding fan, his eyes glowed green, but he finally cared about Jianqing's presence, and didn't dare to do anything wrong, he coughed twice and retreated to his side, secretly tugging at the corner of his sleeve.

"Jianqing, how about we go for a play too?"

Jian Qing glanced at him with meaningful eyes, and unexpectedly agreed: "Okay."

"Haha, Jian Qing is really refreshing." Du Zhilan took his hand and walked away. After walking for a few steps, he suddenly remembered and turned his head to ask, "Where are you going?"

"Old man, take the two of you there, ha ha." The old man seemed very happy, and his steps were a little faster, leading them in front.

After walking along the street for half a cup of tea, they turned a corner, and a palace-like pavilion appeared in front of them.

In the center is a huge gold and silver two-color lotus flower, which is gorgeously and beautifully carved.

Du Zhilan exclaimed: "This lotus flower blends gold and silver, it's really ingenious, and the metaphor is exquisite, haha!"

Jian Qing only glanced briefly, his eyes flashed slightly, and he didn't speak.

"You two go in by yourself, old man, I won't join in the fun."

The old man squinted his eyes and smiled, watching their figures disappear behind the gate, then moved his gaze to the two-color lotus, and stretched out his hand to caress the petals of the lotus in a daze, like caressing the carcass of a beautiful woman, his eyes were full of lust and greed.

He murmured and laughed fascinatedly: "Honey, new fertilizers are here..."

Not far away, on a towering century-old banyan tree, the branches swayed slightly, and a figure in black emerged from the green leaves.

The man in black stood with folded arms, slightly raised his sharp chin, squinted his eyes at the resplendent attic, and sneered: "These two idiots... well, for the sake of the good weather today, I can do it too." It's good to be a hero once."

With one leap, he easily jumped from the tall banyan tree to the opposite eaves, dodged a few times, and went straight to the Blossoming Building.

It is said that when the two of them stepped into the pavilion, a sense of extravagance and extravagance rushed over them.

"Wait." Jian Qing grabbed Du Zhilan's hand and dragged him to a corner.

"What's wrong?" Du Zhilan held back his hand with a smile, and whispered, "Don't worry, Jianqing, how can these vulgar fans compare to you..."

Jian Qing said unhappily: "Shut up, listen to me."

"what?"

Jian Qing spread out his palm, and at a point in the center, a faint fluorescent light suddenly appeared.

"Feel what?"

Du Zhilan closed his eyes and felt it carefully for a while, then said seriously: "It's a little itchy."

"..."

Jian Qing silently guided the fluorescent light to wander through the opponent's meridians, and said expressionlessly, "I will teach you a simple and effective self-protection spell, and you should memorize the spell well. If you are in danger, take it out of your hand Beat out your heart."

"Really?" Du Zhilan said in surprise, "How powerful is it?"

Jian Qing said with a half smile but not a smile: "It's not that good, I can buy some time to run away."

"... Forget it, it's better than nothing." Du Zhilan said happily.

The lobby is spacious and full of voices, and the fragrance of fragrant ether mixed with the fragrance of women is lingering. A gorgeous stage in the center is suspended by several thick crystal chains, and pink fringed gauze curtains hang down from the four corners.

However, there is no one dancing on such a stage, but the audience is full of young talents, all of whom are watching the stage attentively.

There are four tulle screens horizontally, and a huge wooden barrel is placed inside, with the sound of water, there is actually a sexy and charming woman bathing naked inside!

Regardless of how beautiful this beauty is, the slender figure reflected on the screen, the indistinct groans and the sound of water are enough to make people dream about.

The secluded and provocative voices around could not cover up the slobbering of everyone in the audience.

Not only the central crystal chain stage, but also all kinds of booths all around, ranging from innocent girls to handsome and charming men, which are all-encompassing, making people dazzled.

The crystal chain is full of poem couplet riddles, and if you answer the questions, you can kiss the beauty inside.

And there is no need to pay a penny, such a good thing, which man would miss it?

Du Zhilan's eyes straightened now, not knowing where to look.

"It's really a paradise on earth, don't you think? Jian... Huh, Jianqing?" Du Zhilan turned his head and didn't see the Taoist priest. He panicked for no reason, and couldn't care less about admiring the beauty, so he hurriedly looked around for someone.

"I was next to you just now, why did you disappear all of a sudden?" Du Zhilan walked around in the crowd of all kinds, his brows were twisted into two twists, angrily said, "What is so pure and ascetic, as soon as I got stuck in the crowd of beauties, my shadow disappeared! Where the hell did Ugly Ox-nosed go to be happy?"

He looked filled with righteous indignation, completely forgetting how fascinated he was just now.

There are no stairs between the lobby and the upper floor. There are six rooms on six walls, and six words are posted on the door: wine, sex, wealth, gas, food, and martial arts.

There is a glamorous maid standing at the door, responsible for guiding every guest who wants to step upstairs.

Du Zhilan happened to be standing at the door of Sezihao's room. After searching for a long time, he still couldn't find Jianqing. His handsome face was tightly wrinkled, and he didn't even care about the woman next to him who kept winking.

"My lord, what's bothering you?" the maid asked softly, knowing how to read words.

First Young Master Du nodded without hesitation, and shook his fan: "The companion who came with me is gone, can my sister help me find it?"

"Hehe," the maid said with a charming smile, "Your Master's companion is a knight-errant with a sword in green clothes and black veil?"

Du Zhilan's eyes lit up: "Not bad, not bad, did you see him?"

The maid smiled ambiguously, and pointed upstairs: "Young Master's companion has already gone to the second floor."

"It turns out that Jianqing went upstairs, no wonder I couldn't find it, it's really disrespectful to leave me alone to seek pleasure!" Du Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief and felt stuffy at the same time, the bones of his fan crackled.

"How to get to the second floor?"

The maid mysteriously pushed open the door of the color font size room, and gave her a blessing: "My lord, please go inside, and you will be able to go up to the second floor through the depths of flowers. There, you can realize the deepest desire in your heart... ..."

The voice became lower and lower, and the last sentence was almost inaudible.

Du Zhilan scratched his nose with the tip of his fan, and stepped in curiously. The door closed behind him silently, and no one noticed that it had been opened.

"What is the depth of the flowers, where do the flowers come from?"

It was only when I entered that I found that the room was extremely spacious. There was a luxurious and soft vermilion carpet under my feet, and the majestic lacquered pillars on both sides, and the purple gauze hanging down, covered everything in the depths dimly. Still off.

"Is someone inside?" Du Zhilan quickened his pace and walked forward, and saw a wide staircase a hundred steps away, leading to the upper floor.

But he stopped, because he was already stunned by the scene in front of him.

There were at least dozens of beauties of various ages, sitting or lying down, dancing, or singing, just on both sides of the stairs, constantly using the most provocative poses and voices to seduce Du Zhilan's smoldering desire.

With a figure like a devil, a half-covered body, and misty and seductive eyes, compared to them, all the girls in the city are scum!

"So many beauties, oh my god, am I dreaming?" Du Zhilan couldn't help swallowing, even though he had seen countless people, at this moment he felt that the past ten years after meeting people was wasted.

"Young master, come on!"

"My lord, it's so hot..."

"It's so itchy, son, come and touch her..."

The soft words scratched Du Zhilan's ears softly, and his bones were about to crumble. He couldn't help but walked up to a half-naked woman, lifted her chin with a fan, and sighed softly: "Tsk tsk, what a beauty should be... "

As she said that, she wanted to lean forward and kiss her.

Just when his mouth was about to touch, suddenly there seemed to be a bright red light shining in his mind, and it was fleeting, but Du Zhilan was shocked, and suddenly he woke up from the addiction, he stood up abruptly, He muttered in his heart: "I don't know if it's the same in other rooms. Could it be that Jian Qing was also eaten tofu by these seductive girls?!"

The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. How could such an arrogant and cold monk like Jianqing be taken advantage of by these vulgar fireworks girls?

He didn't even take it himself!No, no, absolutely not!

Du Zhilan's heart was broken, he closed his eyes and rushed to the stairs. The women surrounded him and tried to hold him back, but he threw them off mercilessly.

"Jian Qing!"

With a bang, Du Zhilan pushed open the dark red door on the second floor——

wonderland!

This place seems to have become another world, and the ground under your feet is not the floor, but a vast sea of ​​misty clouds, a vast expanse of whiteness, like smoke and illusion, and in the center of the sea of ​​clouds is a solemn and solemn floating hall.

There are rows of cranes whistling and flying, the fairy hall is surrounded by ethereal spirit of fairy family, the glazed tiles reflect the clear light, and the octagonal palace lanterns are hung under the eaves of the hall, which are always bright.

Du Zhilan stared blankly at all this, his mind went blank, he was so shocked that he couldn't say a word, in front of this magnificent palace, he was so insignificant as a mortal, his awe and shock were beyond description.

An ice-blue translucent crystal channel under the feet extends all the way to the gate of the palace.

Du Zhilan stepped on it cautiously, with white clouds all over him, as if he was in the clouds.

The stone gate of the palace was open, and he could easily walk in.

The main hall is very empty, covered with pure and flawless white jade, and towering jade pillars with dragons and phoenixes towering on both sides, it looks majestic, noble and elegant.

Du Zhilan was infected by this majestic atmosphere, and he didn't dare to take a breath. He was like a thief who had stolen into a forbidden area, and he felt a sense of criminal excitement in his heart. The more he went deep into it, the more excited he became.

Soon, the hall finally came to an end.

There is a towering round altar, with black and white eight-trigram reliefs on the wall, engraved with flying birds, fish and insects, mountains and rivers, including all things, and mysterious runes spinning and dancing at high speed, overflowing with light.

Under the relief is a hollowed-out emerald stone seat, like a high throne, overlooking the officials.

With a crisp "pop", the fan fell to the ground.

As if being struck by lightning, Du Zhilan was instantly dumbfounded. He froze on the spot, opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time, and almost stared out his eyes!

Naturally, it wasn't just a single stone seat that made him lose his composure, but the man in white who was reclining on it.

Eyebrows like stars, black hair like waterfalls, handsome and flawless, flawless.

No mundane words of praise are enough to sum up his astonishment.

However, this banished fairy was looking at Du Zhilan intently, and even smiled at him gently, and said softly and lowly: "Du Zhilan, come here..."

In an instant, the cold and silent hall was like the first slip of winter snow. He felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest, his palms were sweating, his breathing was difficult, his mind was dizzy, and he could hardly stand up.

Du Zhilan seemed to have been captured, he just stared blankly at the other party, and subconsciously walked towards the altar.

"Jianqing...Jianqing..."

Jian Qing's smile was like a flash in the pan, and he returned to his indifferent expression in the blink of an eye.

He leaned high on the jade seat, his long jet-black hair was pulled up high behind his head, and a blue jade hairpin was inserted, which flowed gracefully.

He supported his cheek with one hand, his sleeves were as wide as snow, hanging down his side, his posture was elegant and alienated, and there was a strong fairy spirit lingering around him, which made Jian Qing look more mysterious and ethereal, profound and elusive.

Jian Qing lowered his eyes and looked down at Du Zhilan who was slowly walking towards him, suddenly lifted his clothes and stood up, the lazy temperament just now disappeared suddenly.

The hall was silent, and the sound of Sanskrit singing could be heard in the distance, and a gust of wind came from nowhere.

With his hands behind his back, he stood high on the edge of the altar, his snow sleeves were filled with the long wind, he was flying, his black hair fluttered, the top of his head was the eight trigrams reincarnation, and the soles of his feet were flawless white jade.

Jian Qing's eyes are as deep as stars, his thin lips are tightly pressed, his expression is solemn, noble and indescribable, under the absolute opposition of black and white, people have an indescribable sense of solemnity spontaneously.

Du Zhilan and Du Zhilan were in the room with the color font just now, the eyes full of naked lust red are completely two extremes.

Even so, for some reason, Du Zhilan suddenly felt a strong desire from the depths of his heart—the desire to defile!

Defile the noble and white things here, and turn this grand fairy palace into a place of obscenity and allurement.

Especially the high god on the altar, who wanted to pollute him, fell from the nine heavens, tore off the noble and gorgeous fairy robe, pressed on the emerald jade seat, and violated wantonly!

Longing to hear him cry and moan, surrender and beg for mercy, defile him!Possess him!

This sudden and violent desire washed over Du Zhilan's unsteady heart like a flood. His footsteps became faster and faster, his eyes gradually turned red, as if the blood all over his body began to boil and rush to his face. and some masculine symbol below.Du Zhilan felt that he had never been so eager to get someone in his whole life.

——Even the other party is not an ordinary mortal, but a noble fairy, those vulgar enchantresses are not even worthy to carry his shoes.

——Even Du Zhilan himself, in front of this fairy palace, is as insignificant as dust, and even the slightest look in the other party's eyes can make him terrified and unable to control himself.

However, the more the gap between the two is like clouds and mud, the more it will make people feel trampled on.

Du Zhilan finally stepped onto the high platform at this moment. He had a premonition that as long as he wanted to, he could unscrupulously overwhelm Jian Qing.

He can't resist himself, and he won't resist!

"Jian, Jianqing..." Du Zhilan held his breath nervously, staring blankly at the opponent's face.

Jian Qing also looked at him, smiled for a long time, raised the corners of his mouth, gently lifted the man's chin with two fingers, leaned over and said calmly: "What are you looking at me for?"

Du Zhilan felt that the person in front of him was very different from the Jian Qing he knew. In the past, he didn't dare to secretly think about such an active Taoist priest. His thick nerves were not enough at all, so he just answered honestly: "Look at you..."

"So, do you like me?" Jian Qing moved closer, the warm air brushed against Du Zhilan's cheeks, and his fingers slid ambiguously down the side of his neck.

Du Zhilan's eyes were blurred, and for a moment, he was fascinated, and blurted out: "I like it!"

Jian Qing's deep eyes seemed to suck people in, he smiled lowly, and slowly took off his plain white fairy robe.

"Then what are you waiting for..."

Du Zhilan's brain exploded, and before he had time to pounce on him, he had two nosebleeds in spite of himself!

The dark red blood stained Jian Qing's snow-white clothes, creating a sense of coquettishness for no reason.

Just when Du Zhilan couldn't hold back and threw him down on the jade seat, a sound of steady footsteps approached from far away, stomping on the white jade steps.

Du Zhilan was so full of heart that he didn't care about anything except the person in front of him, but the scolding that followed was like the sound of a golden bell, hitting his eardrum hard, deafening.

"Du Zhilan, what are you doing?!"