Chapter 124 The twenty-eight beauties’ bodies are as crispy as they are delicate, and they are soft and easy to push down!
Xiaoxiang Pavilion is not essentially a brothel.
Most of the women there are prostitutes but not their bodies. Of course, there are some exceptions. After all, as long as the money is in place, there is no saying whether they are prostitutes or not——
The slave family is just impressed by the charm of the young master~
Enter Xiaoxiang Pavilion.
Just when Ji Changfeng wanted to look around, a clever boy noticed him from a distance.
The boy ran over quickly and said with a smile on his face: "I dare to ask, sir, but are you here to participate in the poetry meeting held by Miss Miao?"
"Miss Miao?" Ji Changfeng was a little surprised.
The boy explained: "Miss Miao is the pseudonym of Miss Jin Ping'er."
"I see." Ji Changfeng nodded gently.
Wonderful girl? Mr. Miao?
It's interesting.
"Yes, I am here to participate in the poetry meeting held by Miss Miao. I wonder what the threshold is for participating in this poetry meeting?" Ji Changfeng asked.
Hearing this, the young man smiled and said: "Only monks are invited to this poetry meeting. As long as the young master has good cultivation, he can participate in the poetry meeting."
"Is that so?" Ji Changfeng nodded slightly.
The words just fell.
Then I saw him reaching out and lifting it slightly.
"Shua——"
In an instant, an invisible force of thought spread, and a candle lamp not far away levitated directly on the spot, as if some kind of force was supporting it.
"How? Is this level of cultivation enough?" Ji Changfeng said lightly.
See this scene.
The boy's eyes suddenly widened.
"The power of the fourth level of Yu and Yuqing?!"
His expression immediately became respectful, and he quickly nodded and bowed towards Ji Changfeng, saying:
"That's enough! That's enough! Senior, please come with me."
The boy quickly walked ahead to lead the way.
Ji Changfeng followed him calmly.
Yuqing's fourth-level cultivation does not seem to be high, but in the circle of casual cultivators, this kind of cultivation can already be regarded as a senior expert.
After all, casual cultivators have no inheritance.
The fact that they can cultivate to the ninth level of Yuqing can be regarded as a profound opportunity...
Followed the boy all the way to an attic.
Look around.
There are already quite a few casual cultivators inside. Their cultivation levels are generally not high, and they are basically all below the fourth level of Yuqing.
"Senior, there is a quieter private room upstairs. Would you like to arrange one for you?" the boy said with a flattering look on his face.
"Anything works."
Ji Changfeng nodded casually.
Hearing this, the boy quickly walked to the front and led Ji Changfeng upstairs.
See this scene.
Many casual cultivators around looked over.
"Private room? Is there a private room upstairs?"
"Why didn't the boy tell us when we came?"
"Tsk - look at your cultivation level on the first floor of Yuqing. Are you worthy of it? The private rooms upstairs are all prepared for the powerful people on the fourth floor of Yuqing. Don't go out and embarrass yourself."
As soon as this statement came out.
The casual cultivators around him suddenly fell silent.
There was a bit of shock in their eyes, and they frequently looked in the direction of the stairs.
Yuqing fourth floor?
That boy just now was actually a powerful person at the fourth level of Jade Purity?
Hiss - so terrifying!
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On the third floor of the attic, there is a separate private room.
"Senior, this private room requires an additional fee of one hundred taels of silver." The young man said flatteringly.
Hearing this, Ji Changfeng raised his eyebrows slightly.
He handed over a banknote without saying anything.
In Chishui City.
Silver notes from the mortal world are also useful.
After all, most of the monks here are not very advanced. They all live a half-mortal, half-monk life, and banknotes are naturally one of the currencies in circulation.
The boy quickly took the banknote and said respectfully: "Senior, there is still about a quarter of an hour before the poetry meeting officially starts. If you need anything, you can call me at any time..."
"Yeah." Ji Changfeng nodded slightly.
The boy stepped back respectfully, and then stood waiting outside the private room.
This is the convenience brought by cultivation.
But to be honest, the fourth level of Yuqing can only show off its power in the casual cultivator world. Among the big sects of good and evil, the fourth level of Yuqing is actually nothing. At most, it can only be regarded as an elite disciple who has just started.
Ji Changfeng closed his eyes and rested his mind for a moment.
It didn't take long.
He felt a movement coming from below the attic. Looking down through the balcony, he saw a few figures walking upstairs.
"Shua——"
Ji Changfeng lowered his eyes slightly.
I saw a young man in green followed by two old men. In front of the three of them stood a young man. The young man was nodding and bending and leading them to the private room upstairs.
"Master Qin, go this way——"
Listen to the boy's voice.
Ji Changfeng was thoughtful.
Mr. Qin?
Qin Wuyan from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect?
He glanced at the other party a few times, then didn't pay much attention. He raised his hand to slightly lower the brim of his hat, and continued to wait quietly.
Within the next quarter of an hour.
More and more people entered the attic.
Among them, Ji Changfeng also saw Song Daren and several others, and their private room was right next door to his.
certainly.
This is not the most important thing.
Ji Changfeng glanced at Wenmin, who was disguised as a man, with interest, and wondered how Song Daren persuaded Wenmin to come to Xiaoxiang Pavilion? !
"When——"
At this moment, a bell suddenly rang throughout the attic, and all the monks present fell silent.
Look around.
I saw a beautiful woman with still charming charm slowly ascending to the high platform. Her appearance was dignified, her figure was plump, and her every move exuded endless charm. It was obvious...
She had practiced some special magic skills.
"Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming to participate in this poetry meeting. As the helmsman of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Nujia would like to thank you all."
The beautiful woman bowed.
Her voice was soft and weak, making people want to take care of her.
However, some people don't think so.
A private room on the second floor.
Baguio glanced at the beautiful woman on the high platform with some disgust, and hummed softly: "The cultivation of the ninth level of Yuqing? Hum, it seems that this Xiaoxiang Pavilion is most likely the property of the Hehuan sect..."< br>
The beauty in black dress on the side remained silent.
She obviously agreed with Baguio's statement.
certainly.
It still needs to be investigated whether it is specific.
…
On the high platform, the beautiful woman made some opening remarks.
Her appearance and soft tone immediately aroused the emotions of all the casual cultivators present.
They just wanted to hold her in their arms and take good care of her.
"Next, the slave family will not waste the time of all fellow Taoists. The rest of the time will be left to our wonderful girl..."
The beautiful woman smiled softly.
The words just fell.
Then I saw a girl in a white dress slowly walking onto the high platform.
The girl is wearing a chest-length skirt, with a bit of shyness on her pretty face, her gleaming eyes are shy, her hair is scattered around her shoulders, and her fair skin is as delicate as snow...
Miss Miao gently lifted the hem of her skirt.
Under the skirt is a pair of white jade legs, and a pair of small jade feet are wrapped in stockings. The petite body seems to fall down with a push.
"Jin Ping'er from the slave family~I have met all of you fellow Taoists~"
The girl's soft voice sounded.
This moment.
Everyone's hearts melted.
They stared blankly at the girl in the white dress on the high platform, their hearts seemed to be touched...
But that's it.
A slightly teasing voice suddenly sounded in everyone's ears.
"The twenty-eight beauties have a body that looks like a crisp, delicate body that is soft and easy to push down."
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