37 years old, I became a harem concubine

After shaking on the carriage for a long time, Shen Huan, who couldn't see outside, had already lost her sense of direction.

Called by Huai Qingzi to get off the carriage, Shen Huan saw that in a barren mountain and wild ridge, an entrance so high that it almost pierced into the sky suddenly appeared in the middle of a mountain. carriage.

It makes people feel in a trance in the most prosperous place in Shengjing.

The people who got off the carriage were all wearing all kinds of ghost masks, and they didn't talk to the people next to them, and they were led in by people wearing blue patterns on their clothes.

What is shocking is the lamp-holders kneeling on both sides of the floor tiles.

It turned out that they were all naked young women. Hot wax dripped from the body of the candle as thick as a child's arm onto the frozen pale skin, but they were motionless, as if they were nailed to that place.

Huai Qingzi didn't dare to go there, and took two carriages into the small mountain road next to him. After showing his iron plate, the stout man in the small cave beckoned, and a dozen strong men with iron whips Come out and whip them on them with a whoosh.

"Ah!" It was Chun Xing who was drawn.

She was not wearing anything, and she was covered with layers of bruises, and she could hardly find an inch of good flesh.

As soon as the iron whip fell on his body, a finger-thick bruise instantly swelled up, and blood beads rushed out.

She couldn't bear it and rolled to the ground, and the men with iron whips swarmed up like hyenas smelling blood.

In just a few moments, Chun Xing, who was standing just now, died. Her body was swollen, and her tattered flesh slumped on the ground, like a ball of blood-stained rotten cotton wool.

The burly man didn't even raise his eyebrows, he only scolded the person holding the iron whip: "You don't have the right head in your hand, two lashes can kill you, but you have to slap a few more lashes, you guys will die if you beat that good guy!" Can't fill the hole."

He said, looking at Shen Huan.

Those people holding iron whips also looked at Shen Huan, and the things in their eyes almost gushed out.

Qingzi, who was bound hands and feet, also saw him, and wanted to go to his side, Shen Huan immediately moved to her side.

The burly man clicked his lips, as if he didn't see their movements, and said: "If you don't want to be like that thing on the ground, take off all your clothes and walk over here."

There is a lesson from Chun Xing's mistakes. Those women who don't know where Huai Qingzi snatched them didn't even dare to cry, and took off their dresses with trembling hands.

Looking at the clothes on their bodies, some are quite expensive, and some are ordinary people's.

Shen Huan firmly held Qingzi's hand, and said to the burly man, "I'm different from them."

"Oh?"

The stout man stared at him with interest, "Could it be that you are still a man."

"I am neither a man nor a woman."

Shen Huan let go of Haruko's hand and went to untie her belt.

"Ma'am." Haruko shook her head, her eyes blurred with tears.

Shen Huan said softly: "Qingzi, as early as the moment Chen Fangyue asked someone to hold me down, people in this world knew what my body looks like. Now... just a few people have seen it."

"We all have to live, and don't leave anyone behind, okay?"

Haruko held onto his arm tightly, watching the clothes slip off Shen Huan's body.

Shen Huan was born with fair skin, and she has been pampered for decades, without a single scar on her body, just like a piece of natural suet jade, which exactly corresponds to the sentence that the jade body is horizontal.

And his weird body is actually a fusion of the flexibility of a man and the softness of a woman, as if his body is perfect, as it should be in life.

Everyone here held their breath involuntarily, dizzy.

The stout man was short of breath and his face was flushed: "You...you can go in."

Shen Huan took Qingzi's hand, suddenly pulled out the silver hairpin on her head, and pierced her neck, a stream of blood slid down her neck to her chest, and slowly to her abdomen: "I want to take her with me, I'm used to being served by her." , I don't want anyone else."

The stout man narrowed his eyes: "Here, there is never a bargain."

"That's because they haven't brought you any greater benefits." Shen Huan pierced another part of the silver hairpin in her hand, and the blood flowed faster and faster, "If it doesn't work, even if I don't die now, I don't die tomorrow. I will also find various ways to suppress myself."

"Unless you cut off my hands and feet, pull out my tongue, and don't let me move."

After seeing so many people, the stout man knew that this was a master who could really fight.

He looked at the two, and said something to the person holding the iron whip, who turned and left, and soon followed a person wearing a ghost mask with blue and white patterns embroidered on his shoulders.

The man looked at Shen Huan and Qingzi for a moment, then nodded.

The stout man said to Shen Huan and Qingzi: "Go in, but I don't know if your trick will always work."

Shen Huan slowly let go of the silver hairpin. He wanted to pick up the clothes, but he thought of what the thick man said about his strange naked body, and followed Qingzi with him.

The cave is very spacious and has been carefully polished by people. There are murals such as Xu Fu crossing the east, going to Penglai Island to seek elixir, and similar murals about longevity.

These murals are colorful and thick enough to make people feel sick.

After passing through this cave, a Taoist temple that seemed to be half built in the mountain and half exposed outside was countless times larger than ordinary Taoist temples.

Bright candlelight soared into the sky, and all the rare things on the market were here.

They guard the Taoist temple in the center, giving people a feeling of floating in the fairy palace deep in the sky.

But in this fairy palace, there are women like those who act as candlesticks everywhere, and even when they see Shen Huan, they don't have any reaction.

The person walking in front led Shen Huan around the maze-like road to a place without any plaque, and said to the medium-sized man holding the roster: "These two people, arranged together, especially him, from Give him Shengxi Huihun Pill tonight."

"Yes." The person holding the roster nodded. Hearing the voice, it turned out to be a woman.

Shen Huan inevitably looked at her more, after all, this was the first woman who held a position in the Taoist temple they met after they came in.

The woman looked at him twice, then turned around and took out a black wooden sign from the room with a striking red pattern painted on it, handed it to Shen Huan, and led the way without saying anything.

After only walking a few steps, Shen Huan discovered that the people who lived in this unknown place were all young women, and they were all beautiful, even if there were three thousand beauties in the harem, they would not be as good.

They all had wooden tags similar to those in his hand hanging on their waists, but the patterns on the wooden tags were different, there were seven or eight stripes, there were four or five stripes, and the least was three.

When they saw him, their heads were almost buried in the floor tiles.

The author has something to say:

Fourth update, all right.

There are about four or five chapters left, and Huan'er is about to enter the palace. Seeing a lot of cuties, I wonder why Huan'er didn't enter the palace earlier. In fact, if it was him before, even if he entered the palace, he would have entered another Chen's mansion. That's all.

He was raised very well by his parents, he knows the etiquette and is a little bit noble.

But now Shen Huan won't, the things in his heart have changed, since he took off his dress in order to live with Qingzi, he has changed.