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Chapter 2 Nine Heavens

In the simple and elegant guest room, the young man always opened the window to see the dungeon. He actually couldn't see the waves. He waited for the room door to be pushed open by the boss lady who had changed into red makeup and put on makeup before turning around.

"The boss's wife is so happy and pushes someone else's room in the middle of the night. Fortunately, it's me. If the tourists who ate not long ago were the ones who were the ones who had dinner, it would be considered a sheep entering the tiger's mouth."

"Oh, look at what you said, even if this little lamb in my family really falls into the tiger's mouth, it is not enough for those tigers to get stuck in the teeth, so there is no need to worry at all." Without waiting for the young man to invite, the boss's wife lay down on the neatly tidy bed and exposed her half of her thighs. "But you, a little tiger, if you want to eat me, just come, I will cooperate with you."

"I think you may have a misunderstanding for the boss lady."

The young man stared at his flawless face in front of him, and said word by word.

"I'm talking about sheep, not the boss lady, but those gangsters who covet your beauty. On the contrary, you are the real tiger, not just a tiger, but maybe a tiger that eats people and doesn't spit bones."

"You are really good at joking," said Mr.

The boss's wife held up with one hand and revealed that her smile and frown were all irresistible to men.

"I am just an ordinary woman who stays here and does business steadily. What is the tiger in your mouth? With this ability, I will still stay in this small inn?"

The young man's eyes were clear all the time. He smiled and said, "Although the inn is small, it depends on where it is opened. I can only think of three women who can open an inn safely in the dungeon."

The boss lady said, "Oh? Then tell me which three of these three women are? Let me hear what kind of woman can make the guest remember so clearly."

The young man said: "These three women are Black Widow, Thirteen Niang, and the mass grudge."

"Sorry, I haven't heard of any of them."

"Is that?" the young man smiled even more. "I heard three years ago that these three women disappeared from the world at the same time, and it seemed to have disappeared overnight. I think there is no place in the world except the dungeons that people can never find any trace overnight. The above three women are not soft persimmons that can be controlled by others. Just say, Black Widow, who has reached the next level of mysterious skills and is strong. One step further is Zhong San.

If you count the world carefully, who dares to touch a black widow's finger? As for the mass grave, it is rumored that it has the national beauty and fragrance. Although it does not have the most mysterious skills, a red lips that thousands of people taste can still be enjoyed in the world. It is a superb among women. It should have been a fantasy, but because many men died under the mouth of the woman, it has become a mass grave. Women's mouths are sometimes more useful than those created by the mysterious skills."

Although the young man smiled at this, he had no intention of being lustful. The boss's wife calmly took the scene and said with a smile: "There are such women in the world? I heard from the guest official that you want to try it. What a huge pitfall is really that great?"

The young man shook his head. "The boss's wife was wrong. I don't want to try, and I dare not try. I don't want to die so early, let alone I have something important to me, and I forgot that there is still the last woman who didn't say it." He looked at the boss's wife in front of him. "There is another woman who was nicknamed Thirteen Niang. She used to run a meat bun shop, but this bun is a human meat bun. It is well known that the world's mysterious skills are divided into nine grades, and the nine grades are divided into three levels, the upper, middle and lower levels, the lower three grades are cultivated, the middle and third grades are cultivated, and the upper three grades are cultivated. As for whether there is a higher level above the top three, no one knows, but this Thirteen Niang does not cultivate the top nine grades, but only one thing is cultivated. Boss, guess what it is?"

"How can I know what it is?" The boss lady's eyes flashed. She couldn't see where the guy came from in front of her, but this guy must have come prepared.

Sure enough, the young man's next sentence shocked the boss's lady's delicate body.

"The art of yin and yang complementarity is simply to collect yang and replenish yin."

He was observing the expression on the boss's face, but he couldn't see many clues. The young man was not in a hurry, and he said slowly.

"Most of the men who died at Thirteen Niang's hands are worth it, at least they are much better than those who died under a red lips in a mass grave. At least they are considered to be ghosts under a peony flower, right?"

"Bad."

The boss's wife was furious and slapped the bed heavily. She flew up and raised her hand and knocked her throat straight towards the young man.

"Let your mouth talk nonsense to me."

"Will you stop urging yourself so soon?" The young man lifted the boss's hand with one hand and stepped back one meter to the corner of the wall. The boss's wife flew closely behind and whipped her legs again. The young man chose to avoid it twice, and finally stopped and sneered: "Stupid brat, why just defend but not attack?"

The young man said, "If I do it, I will hurt Thirteen Niang. I have a compassionate heart and I don't want to do this."

The boss lady said, "You are so brave. You are not old. At most, you are twenty-two or three years old. You dare to come to the dungeon alone. I think you have some skills."

The young man said, "I can't say that I have the ability to save my life. I knew early in the morning that Thirteen Niang must have entered the dungeon. As the saying goes, it's better to meet than to be famous. Only after meeting me now did I realize that the rumors about Thirteen Niang might not be true."

"Oh? How do you say it?" I have been interested in staying here for thirteen years. "Do you really think there is a man with the honor to be able to get into my mother's bed?"

"That's not." The young man shook his head. "I just felt that his white and tender hands were not like a pair of hands that started out by making human meat buns."

"Is that so? The little brat, my mouth is quite sweet." Youdao said that you don't know each other without fighting. After such a fight, Thirteen Niang was very curious about the unknown guy in front of you. "I came to Fengmanlou for no reason, I must have asked for it."

The young man said, "The boss's wife is wrong. I didn't come for no reason, but was brought over by your second brother. It can be regarded as a mistake, but you have something to ask for, Yu Shisanniang, you are real."

Thirteen Niang said, "Then how did you know that you would definitely find me in the dungeon!"

The young man said in surprise: "It seems that I have never said that I must ask Shisanniang, you can help me, right? But when I saw the signboard of Fengmanlou, I saw Shisanniang again, and knew that his identity was not simple. I didn't want to test it casually, but it was really true."

"Are you showing off to me?" Thirteen Niang's eyes were full of disdain. "It's not okay to ask me for help, but at least you have to tell me where you are, otherwise what's going on?"

"I don't know much about the way I came from. I'm just a lord who asks for help. My name can be said. In Zhangfeng Mansion, there are only one or two more debt collectors in this world, but one or more debt collectors."

The young man poured two cups of hot tea.

"As for what debts to be paid, Thirteen Niang doesn't need to ask. I want Thirteen Niang to help me give me a chance to enter the Ninth Heaven. Afterwards, there will be a heavy reward."

"Nine-level heaven?"

Thirteen Niang didn't have time to appreciate the excellent name of Feifeng entering the mansion, so she was shocked by these three words, because this place was like hell on earth for the dungeon.

"You guy is afraid that something is wrong with your brain. Only people want to come out of the Ninth Heaven. Haven't you heard of someone who wants to take the initiative to enter the Ninth Heaven. Do you know where that is?"

"I know, I already knew it clearly before I came." Zhang Fengfu said very seriously. "But I didn't joke. The debt I want to collect is in the Ninth Heaven. Originally, I planned to cheat on this matter, black widow, and you, Thirteen Niang, help me with it alone. But God made me the first to meet Thirteen Niang. I don't like to bother women, but I know that women are always much more convenient for doing things than men."

"How do you know that I will definitely help you? Zhang Feng Mansion has a pretty good name, but it's a pity that this name gives you a guy who respects you so much." Thirteen Niang smiled, but she had already predicted that the young man in front of her would not be groundless. Sure enough, Zhang Feng Mansion's next words made the teacup in her hand shatter.

"The conditions I have given to Thirteen Niang are enough that Thirteen Niang can't refuse. If you get this done for me, I will give you a thousand-year-old Tianshan snow lotus, how about it?"

"Boy, do you think I'm a weak woman can't fool you? A thousand-year-old Tianshan snow lotus has only been obtained for a thousand years. It is precisely because of this treasure that has attracted so many forces from the rivers and lakes to come to the dungeon. Could it be that you, the little brat, plan to tell me that there are actually two snow lotus in this thousand-year-old?"

Thirteen Niang was a little angry. She was sure that no man dared to joke in front of her like this, but this man appeared. Not only that, Zhang Fengfu still gritted his teeth and refused to let go.

"Thirteen Niang is right. The Thirteen Niang is the only one of the thousand-year-old snow lotus, which is the only one in a thousand years. I am not intentionally deceiving Thirteen Niang. The Thirteen Niang will naturally do it when I talk about it."

"Boy, what do you mean is that you can get this Tianshan snow lotus in the dungeon?"

Not long ago, the appearance of the Thousand Years of Snow Lotus caused a sensation in the entire dungeon. The snow lotus owners can recover quickly no matter how serious their injuries are. Especially this treasure that is hard to find in the world also has the effect of eternal youth. The news is spread from nowhere. This is equivalent to a treasure with one more life for the Creator of the Mysterious Ability, which naturally attracted many people to be envious, so the crowds of people in the dungeon are now surging.

Thirteen Niang's eyes were burning, trying to see any trace of gaze on Zhang Fengfu's face, but she was disappointed, and in disappointment she had a little hope.

"I can't believe you in just one sentence just because you met twice. I, Thirteenth Lady, aren't so casually trusting others."

“That’s natural.”

Zhang Feng's mansion smiled indifferently.

"If I had this, I believe Thirteen Niang would be more likely to believe it."

Zhang Fengfu took out a black dragon pattern token from his arms. The three antique characters were clear at a glance. Thirteen Niang immediately trembled again and said in panic.
Chapter completed!
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