The tall woman in an emerald green dress lifted her skirt and two slender scimitars were inserted on the leg band. Her thighs were long and toned, with a slightly healthy wheat color and lustrous.

Even though the young girls in the hall were all bright and charming, there were still most male creatures who put their covetous eyes on the flashing scenery and then kept swallowing their saliva.

Men... That's it!

Even if you have already obtained the entire forest, you will still want to take the most handsome cedar on the high cliff for yourself.

Zhu Gangli noticed everyone's gaze, smiled and walked forward, embracing the woman's slender waist: "Everyone! Everyone can share all the items in this inn, but not her, because she is my woman, the only thing I want to own selfishly."

"I think I'm so generous. Even Buddha should tolerate my little selfishness!"

There were many warnings in the voice, and those greedy eyes moved away, and the conjunction was accompanied by sparse accompliments.

The woman glanced at Zhu Gangli charmingly, rubbed the scimitar in her hand, and then stepped forward gracefully. The blade was wrong and pulled out a long tenderloin from the roasted pig.

When the blade enters the flesh, the crisp sound is like stepping on soft and yellow fallen leaves.

A rich fragrance mixed with the fragrance of fruits emitted from the unzipped blade.

It has never dispersed, and the scent of living can still be seen in the fog that has evaporated.

In a nutshell, it is a sense of satisfaction from food.

There are thousands of kinds of delicacies, some are used for savoring, some are used for viewing, and some are used for making people feel rich and satisfied.

Just like this roasted pig, just looking at it, there is a sense of extreme satisfaction, and it seems that no matter how huge the appetite is, it can satisfy it.

Under the woman's exquisite knife skills, the roasted pigs steamed in the mist were quickly cut into neat squares and distributed to everyone in the hall.

People ate roasted pork and showed satisfied and 'happy' smiles on their faces.

Zhu Gangli also smiled, thinking that he would definitely live beyond thirty years old.

Although it was his 30th birthday in two days, he was not worried at all.

Sun Wukong and Tang Seng were monks, so they naturally refused to share roasted pork.

Although before entering the world of Journey to the West, Master Xuanzang said that cultivating Buddha and mind is not practicing precepts, this is due to the fact that the heart is perfect and flawless, and is not afraid of any external temptations.

Tang Monk seems to be unable to do it now.

After all, in the Journey to the West, his inner emotions and negative thoughts were amplified and even turned into demons.

After sharing the pork, the crowd dispersed.

The five-story stone building has nearly a hundred rooms.

Master Xuanzang and Sun Wukong were taken to a relatively secluded room on the fourth floor. Due to their identity as monks, they did not arrange them with others.

In other rooms, all kinds of unfinished hustle and bustle activities continued.

The battlefield was transferred from the hall to the room.

Men and women, men and men, women and women, or men and women..., various matching modes have a lot of operation space and no taboos.

"Master! My old man Sun always feels something is wrong here, and there is a sense of evil spirit!" Although the golden eyes of the fire did not see any problem, the Monkey King still has instinct. His intuition told him that this place is definitely not like the one shown here.

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He raised the golden cudgel in his hand and drew a circle on the spot, circling Tang Monk in it.

"Master! This is the art of drawing a jail by my old man. As long as you don't leave this circle, no one can get in. I can't do anything to you. I will go out to explore the situation and go back!" Sun Wukong said to Tang Seng.

Tang Monk sat upright in the circle and nodded to Sun Wukong and said, "Okay! You go! You won't go out. Be careful too!"

When the Monkey King heard this, he was still worried. He secretly grabbed a monkey hair and sprinkled it at Tang Monk's feet, but he did not notice it.

After leaving the room and walking in the corridor, the sound insulation effect around the room was not very good. Sometimes there were sounds of ghosts and howlings, and it was like a different war.

Everyone wants to work hard to show their greatness. A war song is just to never stop.

The competition that concerns dignity makes the Monkey King's actions reveal no secret feeling.

Even now, he was the only one in the aisle.

When the Monkey King went up to the top of the stone building, he walked into the most luxurious and largest room, and searched carefully, but he didn't find anything wrong.

A burst of rapid footsteps came.

The Monkey King's figure shook and turned into a vase and stood in the corner of the wall.

Crunch!

The door was closed.

Green clothes spilled casually.

The body and slender body looks particularly petite against the other even more majestic and majestic body.

After a rapid gasp, collision, roar, and whine.

The hot sweat blended together and soaked the ground.

A hint of fatigue was mixed in the rough voice, but it quickly dissipated: "It's been three years! Can't you find his treasure house?"

A slightly hoarse female voice said, "It's soon! It's soon! In two days, he will celebrate his thirtyth birthday. He promised me that on his birthday, he will take me to see their ancestral treasure house. As long as we find the location of the treasure house, we will kill him immediately and then occupy all his treasures."

"I feel uncomfortable when I think of serving this damn fat pig for two days. I don't want to endure it for a moment."

A rough voice said, "Okay! My little heart! If you bear it, three years have passed, and only two days will be gone? As long as you find the treasure, I will kill him immediately to vent your anger for you."

"But... it's better to get the treasure place before his birthday. No one can guarantee whether he can really live beyond thirty years old. If he really dies, then we will be in vain."

The hoarse female voice said, "That's right, but as long as he speaks, I will use some more means, and I won't be afraid that he won't submit."

Then he said in a heart-wrenching tone: "As long as I think of his family's failure over the years, I feel distressed. These are all our treasures."

A rough voice said, "Okay! If he wasn't so stupid, how could he get your and my turn to get this benefit? It is said that their family actually got the treasure left over from the destruction of Gaochang State. It is precisely because of this that they were cursed by this treasure of restoration. How can a mere path-cut bandits accumulate such wealth that are as rich as the country? Some vulgar lies will just deceive the idiots outside!"

"The Gaochang Kingdom was the first country in the Western Regions, and it has been passed down for more than two hundred years. The wealth accumulated is simply immeasurable. Even if most of the wealth has been swept away by the Tang people, the remaining part, even if the fat man is corrupted, is just a drop in the bucket!"
Chapter completed!