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Chapter 10 The Man in the Picture

The night is cool and the mosquitoes are dancing.

The flower garden also came to the most intense time of the day.

Mingyue's Qi-seeking technique can finally be accurately positioned, and the breath that once appeared in the roadside teahouse.

The two of them had reason to believe that through this breath, they could track down the person behind the scenes who set up a fantasy on the roadside.

"Fellow Daoist, stick this thing first."

Chen Budu put the hidden breath talisman handed to him by Mingyue on his chest. This object could hide his heartbeat and energy. The two quietly walked out of the house and came to the corridor on the third floor.

At this time, there were very few people in the flower garden, and most of them entered their respective rooms, which also provided convenience for the secret operations of the two.

“Here.”

According to Mingyue's instructions, Chen Budu gently pushed open the door.

There was no "checking rounds, holding your head, squatting down", and there was no abnormal noise.

Chen Budu just saw two familiar figures.

They are the two male disciples of Hehuan Sect.

Could it be that the people from Hehuan Sect are the masterminds behind the scenes?

wrong.

Because of the postures of these two people, they were very strange.

"what are they doing?"

——It hurts even when you look.

But the two of them looked completely happy, with a happy smile on their faces, and even saliva flowed out.

Mingyue whispered: "Is this the secret technique of Hehuan Sect?"

"...The little monk thinks that they might be fascinated by something."

"I hope the Qi technique can be confirmed, and the breath is in the room."

"No! That painting!"

He glanced at a painting that was sliding along the wall like a snake to the window, about to slip out.

He and Mingyue were about to pounce on him, but at this moment, someone suddenly hung upside down outside the window, blocking the moon like a jade plate.

"It's fine if you just a weapon spirit fascinated the two junior brothers, but you still want to escape from the palm of my master's hand?

Today, let you see what Young Master Hunting is!"

With a "bang",

He Taixu, hanging upside down, put out the four big words "Young Master Kong Xu" on the fan and blocked the painting.

Just as He Taixu smiled proudly and wanted to make tricks in front of Shen Budu and Mingyue and show off his tricks, the painting suddenly changed.

A pink light lit up on the painting.

Immediately, He Taixu fell straight down.

"Plop!"

He Taixu, who fell from the third floor, did not seem to be broken.

Because he got up quickly and started fighting against the wall gymnastics against the wall tiles.

His expression was like the two people in the room.

The slap in the face came too quickly like a tornado. The spirit of the weapon easily arranged the Kongxu Master of the seventh-grade foundation-building realm.

Seeing this, Mingyue felt a little upset.

Those men are fine, but if they die, they will die. If she is a girl, if she is possessed by the spirit of the art of the artifact and dies in the brothel club, and the charming attitude will spread, how can she be a human being?

"Fellow Taoist, please stay here first, the little monk chases you."

Looking at the young monk with a firm look, Mingyue suddenly remembered what happened when she was exorcizing evil spirits with him not long ago.

"Well, go early and come back soon."

He was so sturdy that he climbed up the eaves with his backhand, and under the moonlight, he started chasing the painting that could move freely.

The movement speed of that painting was not very fast, it was similar to the movement speed and method of a small snake. After running for a distance, it obviously dropped a little speed, but its advantage is that it can move against the wall, and the movement path is quite strange.

"You can't run away!"

Chen Budu raised a smile on his lips, and under his tracking, he finally found the hiding place of the painting.

"Bang!"

Chen Budu raised his foot and stepped hard on the surface of the painting. The pink light on the painting tried to charm him, but disappeared the moment he touched his body.

A ball of white light wrapped in it.

Chen Budu was shocked and hurriedly pulled back.

But his body was still sucked into the white light.

"Boom!"

Chen Buduodu only felt his body sinking and landing on a table, and the cups of wine and food on the table were shaken to the ground.

When he woke up, he realized that he was actually in a luxurious palace.

This painting is indeed strange. This is the world in the painting. I remember Shen Budu very clearly, and the scenery in the painting is exactly the same as this one.

This painting seems to be a picture of a palace night banquet.

My treatment is obviously different from the three people in Hehuan Sect. I am not charmed by the pink light, but entered the world in the painting.

Looking around without crossing.

The layout here is almost the same as the night banquet picture, but there are only a few more colors.

Chen Budu saw a beautiful woman sitting in the main seat. She held the wine glass in her hand and sipped the wine in the glass, but her eyes were staring at her.

"Who are you?"

"It's up to you, my master."

The woman spoke slowly.

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Budu frowned.

The woman was wearing a dignified palace outfit, but she had a hint of charm.

Her eyes were locked on him, full of excitement.

This is a very strange emotion.

The woman did not answer, but patted her hand lightly, and the palace maid quickly served the banquet like flowing water.

There were also beautiful dancers with thin fabrics dancing gracefully, while the palace musicians on the side behind them played a melodious sound.

Sexy, dogs and horses, and beauty feasts.

A group of beautiful and charming beauties swaying, dancing bloody dances around the sunken and do not flow.

Everything here is full of ambiguous smell.

"Master, I hope you can enjoy this night banquet."

The woman in the palace dress drank the wine in her glass, stood up, and walked towards the sank.

Chen Budu couldn't help but feel a trembling heart when he looked at this tall beauty, luxurious and luxurious dress, and charming every move.

"I really don't dare to treat it with such kindness."

"What are the words of the master? I wonder if the master is willing to give me a look and drink a few drinks?"

The woman in the palace dress walked to Chen Buduo and stroked Chen Buduo's chest with her slender jade hands.

"Is it because the master is so anxious?"

The woman laughed: "Master, don't worry, today is your and my wedding night. Since you have become the master of my husband's family, you will naturally enjoy this wedding night."

The woman was full of charm, her beautiful eyes were filled with infinite tenderness and sweetness, and her jade arms gently wrapped around her immense neck.

She smiled sweetly, and her slender jade hands were scratching down her neck little by little along her sank, and even accidentally rubbed off the hidden breath talisman he put on his chest to block his heartbeat and qi.

Chen Budu felt his skin numb all over his body, and even his bone marrow was itchy.

“Master~”

The woman closed her eyes, raised her head slightly, opened her red lips and exhaled a fragrance.

A delicate and charming peony flower spit out from her mouth and floated on the end of her sankward nose.

The smell of the peony flowers also emits a hint of sweetness, refreshing the heart.

"Master, this flower is specially prepared for you by my family. You are about to eat it. At that time, no matter how you want to ravage me, I will have no complaints."

The woman's voice is filled with infinite temptation.

Chen Budu was unmoved at all, he just put his hands together.

"Female donor, the scenery here is just a dream bubble for the monk, a red pink skeleton."

The woman frowned slightly, covered her chest with her hands like a Westerner holding her heart, and held up a pool of waves, as if these words had deeply hurt her heart.

"Does the master even look down on such a beautiful woman?"

Chen Budu asked lightly.

"Which is beautiful, donor or little monk?"

The woman stared at Chen Budu seriously for a while, took out the bronze mirror and looked at him for a long time.
Chapter completed!
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