"If you want me to keep me, first of all, you have to be a woman."

Qiongxiao looked at the young man with a squinted eyes and said coldly:

"How about you castrate yourself and be a eunuch. I will keep you by my side and provide you with delicious food and drink for your whole life."

hiss.

The male cultivators present felt a chill in their crotch.

What is the point of living when a man leaves a woman? They spend a lot of money in Zuixianlou, just to be a confidante?

"Empress, I'm a little wrong."

The young man blushed and disappeared into the crowd.

"If you want to play, you will be whispering."

Qiongxiao spat, washed mahjong, and shouted deliberately:

"Hey, you humans, it's so hypocritical."

Everyone could not refute and remained silent.

All this brother is gone, is it useless to like it?

"The Empress can't kill everyone with one blow."

After the cards were shuffled, Naraku touched the cards and said:

"Your Majesty is not hypocritical."

"The master is not a human."

Cai Lin was unfamiliar with the cards and said:

"The master is a body of immortals and demons, and cannot be compared."

"So little to say this, I'll be troubled by the hidden family."

Qiongxiao played a card and said:

"One tube."

"Six tubes."

Narao gently twists six tubes and cuts the railway:

"The Wuzhao Emperor Dynasty will not have spies from the hidden family."

"The confident sister Naraku is so charming!"

Color scales smiled playfully, and two six tubes were thrown away:

"Touch, the east wind."

"Oh, the little girl is up."

The lady from the trash caught three east winds:

"My little sister is one small step ahead of all the sisters, Nanfeng."

"Hmph, don't be too happy too early."

Qiongxiao snorted and then shot three Nanfengs:

"Bar, sister must let the young master sleep until you."

"Don't put yourself in."

Naraku's score is the lowest, but he is not in a hurry at all:

"Jiutong."

"bump."

"Touch yourself."

"All one color and one dragon!"

…

The four women were playing mahjong in circles, chatting one by one.

The more the male cultivators watched, the more fascinated they became.

It is said that ladies playing mahjong are attractive, but now they have gained their knowledge.

These women have their own merits.

Qiongxiao is charming. Before playing cards, he will gently slide the cards on his thighs...

The mahjong card with the smell of a woman's body seemed to be unable to bear to let her lose.

Naraku is cold, her card is like hers, as if Hu and Wu are irrelevant...

Every time the sound of mahjong hit the table, the nobles almost fell to their knees.

Colorful scales are black-bellied, only touching but not beating, striving to be the second, leading the disaster to the east to the wife...

Although she has transformed into a human form, she does not change the problem of snake demons who like to spit out snakes. Her snake trust is beautiful and tight...

Some male cultivators watched for a long time and led their wives to the cottage.

That trash lady...

There is nothing to say about the lady in the gang. Many of the people in the crowd are her benefactors, and she has little temptation.

But only Qiongxiao three is enough for everyone to have a pot.

Several young men even found the madam privately and asked to buy this mahjong at a high price!

If I can’t get you, can’t I get the mahjong you have played?

A small box of mahjong was touched by the hands of the girls of Qiongxiao, and finally, at a high price of 4,000 medium-grade spirit stones, the flowers fell into the hands of the illegitimate son of the Luoyang City Lord.

Four thousand medium-grade spirit stones are equivalent to a vendor's income in one year!

The backstage auction was completed, and the four-person 16 rounds were completed.

Qiongxiao was the first to win, and the joy was trembling. He immediately threw dozens of high-quality spirit stones to his wife:

"Give it, reward you."

The lady fainted in excitement.

"Tsk."

Qiongxiao was charming and said with a smile:

"We are like the concubines of ancient warlords~"

"puff."

Cailin asked innocently:

"Is my sister talking about the technological era when spiritual energy is exhausted and monks can only rely on external things to survive?"

"uh-huh."

Qiongxiao put his legs on the table, took off his boots, and had a curved corner of his mouth. He lifted the gauze on his knees with a bad intention, and said with a faint smile:

"Naru is the general, hehe."

Swish.

The sound of nosebleed echoed in the lobby.

They may be inseparable from Zuixianlou these days!

"What general is the general? Who will the Empress have to serve His Majesty when she sees him? The personal guard can barely get along."

Naraku smiled self-deprecatingly and said solemnly:

"Your Majesty will scold you again when you see it."

"Is he willing to give up?"

Qiongxiao's ten white toes stretched gently, his fingertips slowly, rubbed his thighs lightly and heavyly, and said with a smile:

"I'm the young master's baby~"

"you…"

Naraku was about to scold Qiongxiao and forget her body. In the room No. 1, a cold male voice suddenly came from:

"If you don't put your legs down, I will cut you into a human pig."

Bang.

One second, one second.

Even Naraku and Cailin didn't react. Qiongxiao had already closed his legs, put on his boots, knelt on the ground, his head close to the ground.

It’s so painful to be proficient!
To be continued...