Mrs. Qian was covered with a green vine. This could be considered a strange disease, and who would have plants on her body? Yang Cang said in a mysterious way: "Go out. I want to use my unique skills Yin and Yang needle to treat this disease." Everyone retreated. Yang Cang grabbed Yingmeng, who also wanted to run out.

"What are you running?"

Yingmeng said with a high sounding sound: "Didn't you say you want to use your unique skills? I'm afraid of stealing the sect, so I'd leave first."

Yang Cang glared at Yingmeng fiercely. "Go up, I'll leave it to you."

Yingmeng had to bite the bullet and use her spiritual sense to scan Mrs. Qiang's body. "It's strange. Mrs. Qiang's dantian is covered with a ball of dead energy. Her spiritual energy will be turned into dead energy. Then these dead energy will support the Yin vines grown on her body. I have read this plant in a book. Their fruit is extremely yin fruit that can refine the ultimate yang energy. If I guess correctly, someone should be practicing with her body."

Yang Cang put one foot on the table and said while eating melon seeds: "You said you can't cure it, isn't that enough?"

Yingmeng rolled her eyes: "I know the cause of the disease, but I can't treat it!"

Yang Cang: "Or try it and suck out all the dead air in her body. Without the dead air, these plants will not grow. Then we will say that if we are cured, wouldn't it be enough to run away with the money?"

Yingmeng: "It's not good..."

Yang Cang: "Do you have a better way?"

Yingmeng: "You can try to summon Zheng Yu's soul to ask."

Yang Cang was choked by Guazi and asked suspiciously: "Do you have this ability?"

Ying Meng pinched her fingers and nothing happened: "It was before."

Yang Cang: "Then what did you say? If it is really what you said, then no one in this human world can save her. Unless the mantra interpreter voluntarily unravels the mantra. Rescue is because you have high skills, but if you don't save it, it's because she lives. You can get more death energy, and I can make some money

.Isn’t this good? Maybe she was saved by you?”

I think it makes sense to think about Yingmeng, but I always feel something is wrong. OK, that's it.

Perhaps because he had just bought a lot of money, Yang Cang looked particularly happy and walked on the street with a swagger. Originally, Yingmeng was ready to walk home, but Yang Cang stopped in front of a magnificent building.

This is Meixianglou. Meixianglou is the leader of the brothel industry in the human world. Not to mention the huge buildings of this brothel, the girls inside are all as beautiful as flowers. Therefore, Meixianglou is very popular among men! At this time, many girls wearing makeup and dressing in Meixianglou were lined up to pick up customers.

Yang Cang closed the paper fan frivolously, "We usually watch outside, today to reward ourselves... don't be so vigilant, don't spend your money. We go in today..."

"..." It's enough if you don't spend my money. But Yang Tieji plans to spend money to treat you?! Is God going to make a knife?

Yang Cang: "Sit on the wall and look."

Just talk about how he could spend money.

The boss is your boss.

"It's really time for you to come back. The show has just begun." Yang Cang looked down at Ying Meng standing in the corner and said. "Have you brought back what I want?"

Ying Meng climbed up to the wall panting and placed what Yang Cang wanted in front of him one by one. "A pot of turbid wine, two grass cakes, and a pound of melon seeds. Please count it."

Yingmeng was about to ask for money, but was interrupted by Yang Cang. "It's time to start, look at my goddess, Xiangxue, the courtesan."

Yingmeng turned her head and looked at the stage in the house through the window, and her eyes met the woman on the stage. Her pupils cut in water, and the purple sun and green moon locked in the valley. The woman's eyes were clear and plain, and her whole body exuded elegance was incompatible with this dusty place.

I wonder if she saw Yingmeng, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She bowed to the stage and started to perform tonight.

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Accompanied by the poem, her jade feet whirl and her water sleeves danced randomly. The five colors are divided into colorful silk, lotus flowers are born under the feet, the willow waist gently shakes the soul, and she looks back and smiles with a charming smile. It can be said that the silk and bamboo silk clothes dance in a row!

After the dance ended, he stood up and exclaimed in surprise. Yang Cang sighed while eating melon seeds: "The girl who has released the gold and craftsmen, and the famous scholars are acclaimed secret dance, and the family is in charge. But how many people are there in front of the stage? "

Seeing Yingmeng still immersed in the striking dance without reaction, he said, "You seem to like this dance very much. Are you interested in combining swordsmanship with it?"

After spending several months together, Ying Meng instinctively smelled a trace of danger in his words and immediately reacted. "What I was thinking about is not Wu, but how can I get it in such a stunning human world?"

Yang Cang seemed a little surprised, "Human world?"

Ying Meng also looked at Yang Cang in surprise, "You didn't realize that she wasn't a human? This is a demon!"

After hearing this, Yang Cang's expression became a little subtle. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and left.

Yingmeng felt a little strange and hurriedly caught up with her to ask. She only got one sentence. "She was my fiancee."

Ying Meng was also shocked. He shut up embarrassedly and followed Yang Cang silently.

There are only two possible marriages between humans and demons. One is that the ignorant people are deceived. Two is that the political marriage between officials and families. The conversation and temperament of the two should be the latter. It is not like a good story to be from a high-ranking official to a well-known citizen.

The two of them walked silently in the night, maybe because they felt that the atmosphere was too heavy. Yingmeng planned to adjust the atmosphere, "Are you interested in listening to a story?"

Yang Cang's dull voice came from the front. "Secret of the Immortal World?"

Yingmeng grabbed her head and thought for a while, "That's right, my story."
Chapter completed!