The lord's mansion of Huo Fanxing is located on Lingfeng Mountain, which has the strongest spiritual veins.

Lord Nanming Pufang has ruled Huofanxing for thousands of years and has built hundreds of palaces all over Huofanxing. The largest one is undoubtedly his lord's mansion.

The entire mountain range of Lingfeng Mountain has a radius of tens of thousands of miles and is already crowded with various palaces.

There are at least more than 100,000 palaces in it, and there are at least tens of millions of servants and maids. The scale is not small.

The more than 20,000 wives and concubines married by Pufang of Nanming, as well as countless treasures collected from all over Huofanxing, are all hidden here.

At this moment, the lord's mansion is decorated with lights and colorful lights everywhere.

In just ten thousand years, Nanming Pufang, as a lord, has married more than 20,000 wives and concubines, an average of more than two a year. The servants have long been familiar with the preparation work, and they are all very clever.

In addition to the more than 20,000 wives and concubines that Ming Media is marrying, there are millions of palace maids in the palace. These women all belong to Nanming Pufang, and no other man is allowed to get involved without his permission.

With so many women, one man can naturally blame many women.

In a corner of more than 100,000 palaces, in an inconspicuous palace, a group of resentful women were chattering and gossiping.

While we were chatting, an old woman with a dark complexion arrived. She heard the gossip as she passed by and said very rudely: "You guys are so tired of living. You dare to speak ill of the bride. You know, the bride this time

My wife is not an ordinary woman. She is very likely to win the favor of the master and become his favorite concubine. If your words reach her ears, will she still be good to you? Remember, do more things here in the lord's mansion.

Talk less and it will be to your advantage!"

The old woman's words made a group of resentful women tremble with fear, and they didn't even dare to say anything anymore. Then she left with satisfaction.

The old woman held a gold tray in her hand, with a medicine bottle exuding a faint spiritual energy on it, and went straight to a room.

There are people guarding both inside and outside the room. Inside the room, a beautiful woman is trapped in a small space by a magic weapon, and she cannot escape no matter what.

That woman is the Holy Mother of Fire Lotus!

The Fire Lotus Virgin tried desperately to break the magic weapon so she could break out, but no matter how hard she tried, she was knocked back again and again, unable to escape at all.

When the old woman saw this scene, she glanced at the Fire Lotus Virgin with contempt, and said with a sneer: "Don't waste your efforts. The magic weapon that trapped you is called the Dingshen Lamp. Don't say that your Fire Immortal cultivation is like the Heavenly Lamp."

Even Luo-level masters can't even think of rushing out. My husband is a womanizer, and all the women he likes will be brought into the house regardless of whether she is willing or not. I have seen many unwilling and strong-willed women like you.

But as long as they are covered by the concentration lamp, no one can escape. I advise you to be obedient and serve my master with all your heart from now on. It will be in your favor."

"Let me serve that pig unless I die!" Our Lady of Fire Lotus was extremely angry and said sternly: "Either you let me go immediately, or I die here!"

"Who is afraid of threatening people with death? Your life is yours, you can throw it away if you want, we don't worry about it. Anyway, our master is interested in your body. It doesn't matter if you die. At worst, he will use evil methods later

Refined into a puppet, I can still be happy."

When the Holy Mother of Fire Lotus heard this, she felt as sick as if she had eaten a fly.

Now she can't even die to avoid being tainted, which is too sad.

If she had known that something like this would happen, she would never have come to the Fire Realm.

Seeing that she had successfully silenced the Fire Lotus Virgin, the old woman pushed the tray in her hand forward, "Do you see anything like this? This is Fire Rodan, a panacea that many cultivators in the Fire World can't even dream of asking for. Fire Rodan is a top-grade pharmacist.

The refined elixir, if an ordinary fire cultivator like you takes one, can immediately increase his strength to the level of the Golden Immortal. If he takes a hundred pills, he can become a strong man at the level of the Great Luo Fire Immortal. There are ten in this bottle.

There are so many pills. The master specially ordered me to reward you, so as to improve your strength and avoid being too cold. Why don't you quickly thank the master for your kindness and take it."

The Fire Lotus Virgin said angrily: "I would not hesitate to trade my innocent body and future for such an opportunity to improve my cultivation! Get out of here, take those pills and get away!"

The old woman's face was originally dark, but now it was distorted, not to mention how ugly it was. She gritted her teeth and said: "Huh, you are really ignorant! In this case, we can save these pills. I want to take a look.

How long can you last with your stubborn temper? When the master enjoys you, I will definitely watch on the sidelines to see how he ravages you, and to see if you are still this stubborn by then! Someone, give her to her

I grabbed it out, put on my costume, and prepared for the wedding!"

The old woman gave the order, and several palace maids rushed forward. They skillfully grabbed the Fire Lotus Virgin, put her into wedding clothes, and dressed her up as a bride. They had done this kind of work countless times, and they were familiar with it.

Very.

The Fire Lotus Virgin cursed angrily and tried to break away from the palace maids, but she couldn't break away at all.

You must know that the cultivation of those palace maids is at least at the level of the Immortal Emperor. How could she deal with a mere Fire Immortal? She watched helplessly as she was being manipulated.

At the same time, the owner of the city lord's mansion, the arrogant lord Nanming Pufang in the eyes of countless cultivators in Huo Fanxing, was in his bedroom, kneeling beside the bed like a dog.

And on the bed that originally belonged to him, his favorite concubines and his first wife were now doing their best to serve another man, unlocking one position after another.

Normally, Nan Ming Pufang takes possession of other people's wives and daughters, but now others are vying for his wife and daughters, but he is kneeling like a dog, not to mention kneeling respectfully, like a slave.
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Not long after, the bed stopped and the man stepped out of the bed. Immediately, a group of palace maids came over to help him wash and dress.

Nanming Pufang, who looked like a slave, knelt on the ground and raised his head, looking at the man with extremely flattering eyes, and said in an extremely flattering and humble tone: "I wonder if you are still satisfied, Prince?"

The man looked disdainful and glanced at Nanming Pufang coldly, as if he were looking at a pig. He did not hide his disdain at all and replied unhappily: "Just the few bitches you gave me,

Can you also satisfy the lonely king? When I came to your poor place today, I didn't expect to find anything top-notch. Your wives and concubines are really not tasteful enough. Are there any tasteful women here in Huo Fanxing?
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