This time the protagonist doesn't obey, I quit

No matter what the result is!

This tauren, she will kill it!

……

At night, in a tavern.

An Yi coughed lightly, and said, "Tomorrow, which group are you all in?"

After hearing this, several people looked at each other with the drawn lottery.

"I am Group No.30!"

"My ninth group!"

"..."

Several people compared it again, and they were slightly relieved when they saw that no one was overlapping.

This is only the first round, and it will be embarrassing if you meet your own people.

The corner of Hua Fengyu's mouth curled up into a smile and said: "It's a long night, why don't you go to the brothel to play."

Han Liang rubbed his hands together, hehe said: "This, this is not good."

Gu Changfeng said leisurely: "Are there any fourteen or fifteen years old?"

Hua Fengyu was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously shook her head and said, "Probably not."

"I, Gu Changfeng, am an upright person, so I wouldn't go to that kind of place."

Unfolding the folding fan, Gu Changfeng actually has a bit of a chivalrous spirit.

Tu Langlang looked hesitant and said: "Is that kind of place..."

An Yi said coldly: "No one is allowed to go!"

They came to Huangcheng to infiltrate the Heavenly Palace, and to rescue Shangguan Qianqian, how could they waste time here.

As the head of the Asura Sect, he still weighed his priorities.

Hua Fengfeng said: "I treat you!"

At this time, An Yi had turned into Lin Chen's appearance, and said seriously: "Then what are you waiting for?!"

……

"It's comfortable, it's really comfortable to ride a horse."

A fat man with a fat body, like a lump of pork belly, collapsed on the recliner.

Surrounding Yingying Yanyan, surrounded by women who are full of makeup and powder.

"Second Lord Xing, how is Xuanxuan taking care of you?"

A woman, hanging on him, touched his chin and asked softly.

"What about Yan'er?"

The other woman, unconvinced, leaned into his arms, touched his second chin and asked.

Mr. Xing suddenly laughed and said: "You women, if you are disobedient, spank your ass!"

Then, the woman next to him was slapped gently by Erye Xing.

She got up, and gave Xing Erye a look: "Ignore you, you still hit me!"

"Hey, Tingting, it's because I hurt you, come on, show Master Xing your unique skills again."

Danfeng glanced at the woman named Tingting, then picked up a long flute and played it.

The melodious music resounded throughout the brothel!

Erye Xing closed his eyes, and tapped the beat with his fingers to the sound of the music.

This piece, Yangliufeng, tells the story of a pair of war brothers who died in a foreign land.

As he listened, tears slowly flowed from the corners of Erye Xing's eyes.

"Forget it, forget it, stop playing, you are too old to listen to this kind of music, you all quit."

Erye Xing said, tears streaming down his cheeks, and he wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Several singers had no choice but to give up and leave slowly.

"Murong Qinghong, if you have the ability, don't let me get up for the rest of your life!"

Erye Xing drank a glass of wine and said angrily.

Back then, his brother died strangely, and then they were beheaded because of various problems involved in the Xing family's offshoots of Tiangong.

If it wasn't for the purpose of blocking the mouths of the people in the world, I'm afraid that even his younger brother, the former palace master, would have to die at the hands of that vicious woman.

"Xing Yunhai, I'm so excited."

A cold voice came from above.

Suddenly, Erye Xing's back felt cold: "Who!"

A middle-aged figure slowly walked out from the steps of the brothel.

Seeing this slightly familiar figure, Second Master Xing's obese body quickly took a few steps back: "You are, Cheng, Cheng Yuanfeng!"

"Oh, Second Lord Xing actually recognizes me."

Cheng Yuanfeng walked over slowly, and his murderous intention suddenly appeared: "You people from Tiangong should pay for the sins you have done!"

Erye Xing was trembling with fright, and stammered: "You, you weren't 20 years ago, you already..."

"I've recovered, and I'll settle the score with you now!" Cheng Yuanfeng said coldly.

He condensed the wind in his hands and slashed fiercely.

Xing Erye was so frightened that his spirits trembled.

Cheng Yuanfeng's current strength is actually the same as before, and even stronger than before.

In Cheng Yuanfeng's hand, a burst of Gang Qi struck down.

Suddenly, a man in armor descended from the sky, brandishing a big knife, blocking his aura.

"Nine Guards—Yin Zheng!"

Cheng Yuanfeng looked at the man in armor with cold eyes.

One of the four guardians of Tiangong!

Below the brothel.

"Grandpa, let's have another drink!"

"No, I don't like drinking!"

An Yi yawned in boredom.

He used Lin Chen's face, but at this moment, he had a bit of his cold charm.

No way, the quality of these girls is too bad!

Don't say 9 points, I'm afraid I don't even have 7 points!

Just grab one in Qingyuan Pavilion, and it will be of higher quality than these.

Others, obviously lack of interest.

Especially Gu Changfeng, an aunt next to him, leaned into his arms forcibly, his face was gloomy, and he was already on the verge of going berserk.

Only Hua Fengyu, accompanied by a few fat girls, beamed with joy and kissed me.

An Yi understood why he had swollen bags under his eyes and became more attractive to women.

This product is not picky!

"Damn, what kind of quality is this!" Han Liang gritted his teeth angrily.

Tu Langlang said in a low voice: "Didn't you hear Mama Sang say that all the beautiful girls were taken away by that Second Master Xing?"

"Excessive!"

An Yi clenched his fist and smashed the table angrily.

The majestic Asura Sect master, how can he bear this kind of anger!

This is paid for by others!

That's it? !

"Boom!"

At this moment, the sudden sound of the floor cracking resounded.

The entire second floor of the brothel collapsed immediately, and a figure fell down.

The crowd was horrified.

An Yi looked up, and when he saw it clearly, his eyes froze: "Old Man Cheng!"

Chapter 457 Old miscellaneous hair, you are serious

An Yi glanced at it.

Uh, I read it wrong, it seems that old man Cheng is not so young... No!

Fuck, that's him!

At this moment, Cheng Yuanfeng fell to the first floor and didn't notice An Yi's existence.

when!

Yanyue's broadsword swung in Yin Zheng's hand, and slashed at Cheng Yuanfeng again.

Cheng Yuanfeng gritted his teeth, propped up a side of Gang Qi with his bare hands, and firmly blocked Yin Zheng's blade.

"Worthy of being the Master of the Yuqi Gate!"

Yin Zheng took two steps back, leaning on his knife and speaking quietly.

The gaze under his steel helmet was cold and murderous.

Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian soldiers, the four guardians of Tiangong.

Yin Zheng is the fourth soldier!

"Old man, you are not bad, you are still so brave and good at fighting at an old age."

Cheng Yuanfeng stood up slowly, shook his arms and said coldly.

Facing the top fighters in Tiangong, his aura still hasn't weakened in the slightest.

Yin Zheng snorted coldly.

As the protector of Tiangong, the master of the little Yuqimen can provoke him at any time!

when!

At this moment, Yin Zheng's helmet suddenly cracked and fell to the ground, revealing an old face.

Messy gray and long hair fluttered with the strong wind.

Yin Zheng touched the blood on his face, his face was cold.

The average age of the four guardians of Tiangong is over a hundred years old, and they were all powerful figures in the fairy sect.

Unexpectedly, he was injured by Cheng Yuanfeng's hands.

Although the wound was not serious, it was an insult to him!

Yin Zheng's eyes finally became serious, this Cheng Yuanfeng is not easy!

Whoa!

A group of Tiangong warriors also wearing armor surrounded Cheng Yuanfeng.

Cheng Yuanfeng wrapped his hands around the air mass, his face was cold.

"Hit him! I thought this guy was dead, but I didn't expect to find him!"