The mist was filled with mist, passing through her feathered eyelashes, making those eyes look like an abyss and difficult to peek.

"You...who are you?" Zhao Long slowly stood up, feeling extremely alert.

Even a brothel girl who has seen the world will not be so calm in an unknown environment.

The girl named Hell in front of me was calmer than he expected.

Ling Luoyu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her eyes: "I said... I am the one who helps you make money! If you don't want to make money, you will push me out and kill me! To be honest... If I were you, in order to avoid future troubles, I will definitely kill me at this time!"

"……you……"

What kind of crazy idea is this?!

This is the first time he has seen someone begging for death in person!

but--

"Kill you? I just spent a thousand gold coins to buy you! It's impossible for you to die before you earn these thousand gold coins!"

Zhao Long sat down in a deep body with fierce eyes.

"Don't you want to know what I bought you to do? It's very simple!! You're going to do your job!"

"What's your job?"

Ling Luoyu's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly smiled charmingly.

"I understand...you want me to...to serve men!"

"Yes!! If you serve well, you and I will all be successful... If not, then you can wait and die!"

Zhao Long sneered and threw a package over.

"There are clothes and jewelry in it... are you washing and dressing up yourself, or will I help you?"

Ling Luoyu cooperated very much and took it over: "I'll just come by myself..."

With a slight look on her eyes, she stared at Zhao Long, silent.

Zhao Long was stunned for a moment: "What do you think I'm doing?"

Ling Luoyu didn't say anything, but just raised the package in his hand and pointed at him.

Zhao Long immediately understood and stood up unhappy: "You are not a good woman, why are you pretending to be shy!"

No matter how he said that, he walked out of the door and slammed into the door. His eyes fell into the sky and his eyes narrowed.

His future was bent on the King of Hell in the house.

If everything goes well, then his future will be prosperous.

With the creaking sound, the door opened, and Ling Luoyu's voice also followed.

"Now...where are we going?"

Zhao Long turned around absent-mindedly, but was shocked again in an instant.

Ling Luoyu's eyes looked slightly sloppy: "Master Zhao? Where are we...going?"

Her voice, like a thunderclap, instantly woke Zhao Long up.

"Come with me..."

He did not take her to the avenue, but after passing through a bamboo forest, he came to a mountain wall and opened the mechanism above.

The secret door began, and a scorching and turbid breath came to my face, and there was a faint fragrance during this period.

Ling Luoyu frowned slightly and looked suspiciously: "Where is this?"

"You and I will be able to make a fortune in the future!"

Zhao Long glanced at Ling Luoyu meaningfully and took the lead in walking down the steps.

"When you get there, you just need to show your ability to serve people!"

With a sarcasm, he suddenly turned around.

"You are from a brothel, and this service of men should be your best bet!?"

Ling Luoyu lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes flashing: "My methods of serving men... vary from person to person! I am afraid that the one inside... will not like my methods of serving him!"

"If you don't like it...you're waiting for life to die!"

Three stone secret doors were opened in a row, and the fragrance became stronger and stronger.

"Master... is Meixiang!" The warning of nothingness suddenly sounded: "Although the fragrance is not enough to make people promiscuous, it can make people emotional. Be careful!"
Chapter completed!