Villain: The hostess collapsed after killing the woman to preach

Ning Jie, who was living an addiction to eyes and hands, suddenly felt something was wrong.

After looking around, he didn't find anything, so he didn't pay much attention to it. Maybe some guy at the scene saw so many women around him and felt jealous in his heart!

Thinking of this, Ning Jie stepped up his efforts!

On the stage.

The oiran of the Western Regions is still dancing lightly. At this moment, the dance is so uplifting, the beauty of every frown and cluster is extremely flamboyant, and everyone is deeply fascinated by it for a while.

As soon as the dance was over, she slowly took off the veil of the oiran of the Western Regions.

In an instant, that amazing face was fully displayed in front of the crowd, cheeks were like snow, and thin lips made people couldn't help but want to kiss Fangze.

Looking at the oiran on the stage, Ning Jie suddenly felt a sense of trance.

For some reason, he always felt that the oiran in front of him was a bit like the old friend from the Western Regions in his previous life. She was a saint and one of the heroines of the ancient country of Garan in the Western Regions!

Her love for Ning Jie is extremely deep, even so deep that Ning Jie can't find a reason to kill her.

But helpless, in the end Ning Jie reluctantly took action!

He couldn't forget that when the long sword pierced his body, the saint's unbelievable eyes were full of despair, anger and unwillingness!

When Ning Jie recalled it now, he felt that scene was extremely clear!

I am afraid that this life will be unforgettable.

Thinking of this, Ning Jie looked at the oiran on the stage and sighed slightly, his mind full of thoughts.

He decided.

When all the dust settles, go find those heroines and explain to them the reason for this.

Although I'm not sure whether I can get their forgiveness, but at least it can make Ning Jie feel at ease!

At this time, the melodious voice of the oiran from the Western Regions on the stage pulled Ning Jie back from his thoughts.

The oiran of the Western Regions smiled slightly at everyone, and then said:

"Young masters, this little girl is new here, so please be kind to me~"

Her voice was not as delicate as women in the Central Plains, but with a sense of enthusiasm, coupled with her wheat-colored complexion, it made everyone at the scene feel excited!

At this moment, they looked at this bathing oiran as if they were looking at a wild horse from the Western Regions to be conquered!

One word - thorn chicken!

Someone couldn't hold back and said:

"Oiran lady, just tell me, how can I spend a good night with you!"

Someone started, and everyone at the scene booed.

"That's right, don't be so secretive, let's talk about the conditions! I can't wait!"

"My young master wants money and talent, if you don't want to be an oiran lady, choose me. I will definitely make you feel different happiness!"

"Fart, the Oiran lady is mine, no one can take it away today!"

"Enough! It's up to you to say, can you put away that thing, it's also a man, what's the matter with me!"

All of a sudden, the entire hall of Jinfeng Tower was full of noise!

Feeling the scorching gazes of the crowd, the oiran of the Western Regions showed no trace of shyness on her face, and said with a slight smile:

"Everyone be quiet!

The slave family knows that you are all talented, but the slave family is not good at poetry in the Central Plains, so it is very embarrassing, so today we will use the method of throwing hydrangea to decide who to spend the night with the slave family! "

Throw hydrangea?

Hearing what the oiran of the Western Regions said, everyone became interested.

You must know that poetry and wine are used to compose poems on weekdays, but it is quite fresh to suddenly change to a primitive way of playing today!

Ning Jie also felt something new.

This stuff is just like eating meat. If you get tired of eating meat, it’s good to be vegetarian once in a while for a change!

The oiran of the Western Regions slowly took the big red hydrangea sent by the servant, and then slowly swept the crowd with sapphire-like eyes, and threw it casually into the air without much hesitation.

When the hydrangea left Huakui's hand, everyone's eyes lit up instantly, and they followed the hydrangea closely.

They were all judging the falling direction of the hydrangea and wanted to catch it in advance, but how could they catch up with the falling speed of the hydrangea!

Ning Jie couldn't help but look up, but he seemed to feel something was wrong!

Why does this hydrangea seem to be flying towards him?

really!

In the next second, without any accident, the hydrangea hit him directly.

In order to avoid being hit in the face by the hydrangea, Ning Jie subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the hydrangea.

The moment Ning Jie grabbed the hydrangea, the scene fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ning Jie.

Ning Jie, who was still drinking and having fun, couldn't help frowning.

What a coincidence, isn't it?

Could it be that the hydrangea is only handsome?

Or is it that my luck has been increased to such a terrifying level by the system now?

But since this is the case, Ning Jie has some vague expectations in his heart. The big deal is to spend a good night with this oiran. We are all adults. It is not surprising that we forget each other after one night!

After a short period of silence, the scene exploded!

"Damn it! Why didn't the hydrangea hit me! I'm such a useless thing, such beauties have no blessings to enjoy, just die!"

"Hey, it's a pity. I don't know what it's like to be a beauty from the Western Regions. Let's find two girls to vent tonight!"

"I don't know if the young man would mind if one more person spends a good night with them tonight, I can pay for it!"

"That's a good idea! Even if I don't do anything, it's okay for me to watch it from the sidelines!"

"..."

Everyone sighed sadly, or complained with jealousy.

Although he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do. Now that the dust had settled and the hydrangea was in Ning Jie's hands, the only one who could enjoy the exotic atmosphere tonight was Ning Jie!

The oiran of the Western Regions glanced at Ning Jie, left a charming look, and then walked upstairs slowly.

The old bustard of Jinfeng Tower enthusiastically ran to Ning Jie and said:

"My lord, please come from above!

Our oiran is still a girl who does her best, the young master must take pity on her! "

Ning Jie smiled lightly, without saying anything, and walked straight to Huakuan's room.

In the elegant room on the second floor.

Entering the door is an antique screen, the floor is covered with a red carpet, the whole room is very simple, and there is a touch of sandalwood in the air.

Ning Jie walked across the screen with his hands behind his back, and saw the oiran of the Western Regions.

She was gracefully cleaning her guqin, when she saw Ning Jie approaching, she got up gently and said:

"Sir, please sit down~"

Ning Jie sat down slowly, and then carefully looked at the oiran.

I have to say that under close observation, it looks even more beautiful!

The oiran gracefully poured tea for Ning Jie, then smiled and said:

"My family is good at playing the piano and sword dancing. I don't know what the young master wants to see?"

At this time, Ning Jie raised his head and asked:

"Not good at blowing flute?"