"good."

The music of Zuimenglou was melodious, and the cheers were louder than the others.

Everyone is looking at the stage, looking at the dancing woman. She is really like a living immortal. She has no desire to live in the world. With her graceful dancing, she looks like a dream.

"I never thought that among the people in Qinglou, there would be such a beauty in the world."

Too many outsiders lament in their hearts, falling into the world of mortals, but not stained by the spirit of it.

"What a nice view."

These two words are everywhere.

I just don't know, when they say "so beautiful", they are referring to the dancing posture... or the dream butterfly. As they appreciate it, they feel more coveted and possessive. Everyone loves beauty, and who doesn't like beautiful women.

Mengdie smiled sweetly, but she couldn't hide the hint of indifference in her eyes.

The person in the audience looked more like a vicious wolf wearing human skin, acting out his greed.

Perhaps, stripping her clothes off is the most unspeakable desire deep in their hearts.

Suddenly, her seemingly charming smile took on a hint of self-deprecation.

She should have forgotten that she is a prostitute, born for people's pleasure. In this drunken dream house, chastity, self-righteousness, and cynicism... are all a big joke.

And she is the joke.

Looking back for a moment, she saw a pair of different eyes.

Everyone was looking at her, but those eyes were as still as water.

To be honest, she had not seen such eyes in Zuimenglou for many years.

Of course it was Zhao Yun.

What a breath of fresh air! It’s so fresh and refined. From beginning to end, what I see is the necklace Mengdie is wearing. The longer I look at it, the harder the seeds of creation in the Dan Sea tremble. If he hadn’t suppressed it, most of it would have rushed out. He couldn’t imagine it.

, what kind of treasure can make the seed of creation so excited.

It's a pity that the moon god is in retreat.

If she were awake, she would definitely be able to give a pretty definite answer.

After Mengdie closed his eyes, he looked in another direction and saw an acquaintance. He was Huadu, the young master of the Dark Night Clan. He was also here in disguise. He was holding a paper folding fan. He was really graceful and elegant, but

His demeanor has not changed much, it is still the same as before, with a hint of playfulness and teasing hanging on the corner of his mouth, like a king with a palm print, overlooking him wherever he goes.

Since forgetting the ancient city auction, this is his first time seeing Huadu.

The Tianwu Pill that day was taken away by Huadu. There was a fight at night for that pill. I heard from Lao Xuandao that all the ancestors of the Dark Night Clan participated in the war, and most of the Tianwu Pill had been brought back safely.

I just don’t know if eating Tianwu Dan will advance to the Tianwu realm.

In his opinion, it was a bit confusing.

If a member of the clan really reaches the Tianwu realm, given Huadu's temperament, he will probably not change his appearance and show his true self to others. If the family has the Tianwu realm, then they are afraid of a bird and can completely run away in Daxia.

Moon God also said that the Dark Night Clan could not leave the Tianwu Realm, but he still believed Xiu'er's words.

After Huadu, there was another old friend: Han Ming, the young lord of Canglang City, also used the transformation technique. Just like Huadu and Yan Kang, he was a handsome young man, and he could shake the folding fan in his hand like a professional.

Zhao Yun was a little surprised to see Han Ming here.

I heard Qing Yao say that Han Ming rushed to Tianzong a long time ago, and it took him so many days to get here, so the speed was a bit slow! Or did he come back just for fun halfway through?

The next person who came in made Zhao Yun feel uncomfortable.

It was the young man in black robe who chased him that night. His right eye flashed with a mysterious light, and he glanced at the people present. When his eyes passed over him, there was still a moment of pause, but he did not see the reason.

Be prepared, or rather, be prepared that night. The young man in black robe didn't even know what he looked like when he arrived.

In this way, we can only judge based on our breath.

However, Zhao Yun seized the opportunity and did not move his true energy so that the other party could not see it.

He was not sure whether the young man in black robe...had recovered his eye power.

In this situation, everyone is watching the stage, and everyone is very focused. If the young man in black robe wants to destroy someone, it will be very easy. Just look at the other person, and the black flames will keep burning.

The young man in black robe had closed his eyes and was looking at Yan Kang.

There must be some kind of weird feeling between some heavenly eyes.

The young man in black robe must have sensed Yan Kang's heavenly eye, but Yan Kang didn't notice at all.

It can be seen from this that the young man in black robe has a higher level of Heavenly Eye than Yan Kang.

"There should be a lot of doorways."

Zhao Yun groaned in his heart and lowered his head in meditation.

Most of the Heavenly Eyes are like blood, there are strong and weak differences, some can sense it, and some cannot sense it. For example, his half-baked Heavenly Eye has no innate inheritance, so most people can't see it.

In other words, the level of the Heavenly Eye is too low to qualify for mutual induction.

"reward."

Someone screamed, shocking his thoughts.

The headline dance only happens once a year, so how can we not be rewarded?

Zhao Yun took a look and saw that it was Wang Zha who was howling. When he looked, the man had taken the ingot.

The people from Qinglou have passed by and put them on the tray.

Then, there was a loud shout, "This uncle has a bounty of ten taels."

"It's only ten taels, so you're too small-minded."

Many people glanced at Wang Zhao, paying special attention to his cross-eyes. He was so upright!

Wang Zha disagreed, licked his hair and straightened his collar, meaning... I am very handsome.

"reward."

After the explosion, there was another wolf howl.

It was an old man with a mustache and a bounty of one hundred taels, and he suddenly shouted out ten thousand taels.

"These two..."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath and sat in the corner again.

They are still being hunted, why can't they just calm down and not be afraid of being recognized? Fortunately, the young man in black robe was chasing him that night. If he was chasing Mustache and Wang Zhan, then they wouldn't have to do it tonight.

If they leave, there is no need to use the Sky Eye, and their own fighting power can turn them into ashes.

"reward."

Wang Zhao was unwilling to be left alone and spoke up again.

"reward."

The mustache let out a yelp.

From Zhao Yun's point of view, this old man didn't come here to have fun, but to sell erotic pictures. He made such a generous offer, and probably sold a lot, and Wang Zha, who knows whether he got rich or not,

One voice is louder than the other.

If they knew each other's identity, I don't know how they would feel.

No one else moved, only the two of them danced happily. They had previously worked together to fight against the old man in python robes in the underground palace, but now they came to Zuimeng Tower and started fighting over money.

"These two are so funny."

The people present completed what Zhao Yun had just finished.

The word "teaser" is used well. Whether it's Wang Zha... or the mustache, the reward is not more than five hundred taels, and the howl is so loud, it is capable of thousands! If you don't have money, don't do it.

Now, looking for a sense of presence?

To put it bluntly, in the eyes of the prostitutes, those two were clowns.

Just wait! Where is the big head at the back? Dozens of taels or even hundreds of taels are just a small matter.

"Three thousand taels."

Datou comes as he says.

It was Canglang Young City Master Han Ming, and his laughter filled the entire audience.

As soon as these words came out, many people looked back.

And Wang Zha and Mustache are both so honest.

After howling for so long and being rewarded so many times, between the two of them, no one paid more at the same time.

"They are so rich!"

Xi Ling murmured in a low voice and looked at Mengdie on the stage.

"It's good to be pretty, and people will reward you when you dance."

"I wonder if anyone would reward me if I jumped up there."

This girl's ideas are quite strange.
Chapter completed!