As a border village, Kunwu City suddenly lost its prosperity and became quiet. However, there is a street in the southwest of Kunwu City, which is completely different from the quiet atmosphere of the city. Here there are many wine shops and brothels, every family is busy, and the crowd is bustling.
The men and women are each showing off their charm.
Under each brothel, there are several coquettishly dressed women posing and posing to seduce the customers. The men who seemed to be passing by in a hurry couldn't help but glance inside. Some even walked in with a lot of swagger.
As soon as the money was poured out, the place was filled with birds and birds. The sound of silver coins and the sound of drinking wine made up the unique and charming scenery of this hero's tomb.
Of course, Fengyue Tower is the best among all the caves. The girls inside are wearing revealing clothes and are long and handsome. The most important thing is that each of them has special skills. I don’t know how many men are there who are happy to be in Shu. And now there are two
The boy of sixteen or seventeen stood outside the door of Yueling Tower and looked curiously.
"Young Master, do we really want to go in? If the prince finds out, my life will be lost. Let's go back." Standing behind the young master was a servant wearing a short green shirt.
This servant is Xia Xie's personal servant. He has a tiger-like head but now has a sad face.
The young man frowned and said righteously: "Go back? These women don't know any sense of shame. Standing here and scratching their heads is offensive. I hate evil so much that I must educate them myself. Besides, if that sissy knows that we don't dare
Go in. Wouldn't it bring shame on this young master?" Seeing that Xiao Hei didn't move, he simply dragged him and said, "What are you doing standing still? Let's go."
"Drive! Get out of here!"
Just as Xiao Hei was about to say something, suddenly a carriage came towards him. The carriage was extremely fast and thanks to the two people hiding quickly, they were not hit. What was even more annoying was that the driver of the car actually raised his whip and roared: "You're blind.
You guys are blind. You don’t know this is the Situ Dawu family’s carriage, why don’t you get out of the way?”
The young master was immediately furious. He immediately took a step forward and roared: "You dog slave. Do you think this is your Situ family's doghouse and let you run rampant?"
As he spoke, he rolled his big eyes and then held Xiao Hei's face, pretending to be in pain: "Oh, I feel dizzy and have internal injuries. If I can't survive, help me quickly."
Xiao Hei had been following him for many years and didn't understand the young master's thoughts. He immediately shouted to the street: "Here comes someone! Help! The Situ family's carriage hit someone. Is there anything I can do?"
As soon as he finished shouting "Hula", a circle of people surrounded him.
The onlookers who didn't know the truth were gesticulating at the carriage. When the coachman saw the Jiangya Hailong embroidered on the young man's clothes, he suddenly didn't dare to say anything. At this time, the curtain of the carriage was opened and a man wearing a green witch robe walked out.
man.
This man has a shoehorned face, perky eyebrows, and triangular eyes. His two small dark green lips are dry and there is a trace of disdain. When someone goes up to him, he wants to hit him in the face and jump and slash him.
To be honest, this guy's appearance is indeed a bit miserable. What's even more tragic is his figure.
Against the background of the large witch robe, it seemed as if there was only a stick inside. It seemed as if he would be blown apart if the wind blew. There seemed to be scales on the dry hands that were stretched out. The most disgusting thing was
There seemed to be something moving in the blood vessels on his arm.
A pair of eyes glowed with dark green brilliance. The green pupils had no trace of human life. They were as insensitive as if they had been gang-raped a hundred times.
This guy slowly adjusted his collar, deliberately exposing the six dark green maple leaves embroidered as the poisonous witch mark on the collar. Then he looked around with vicious eyes.
With a "Hula", not a single one of the onlookers who didn't know the truth was left. He nodded with great satisfaction. Then he said with a sinister smile: "Who did I think it was? This is not Xia Xiexia, the eldest son of the Wang family in Zhennan who cannot practice witchcraft.
Young Master? I didn’t see you when you hit me just now. I’d better do it again to show you. Then I can ask a witch to heal you, right?”
He looked at Yueling Tower and said to Xia Xie full of regret: "My Yueling Tower should have a notice stating that mortals and dogs cannot enter. Xia Xiaoxiao, why don't you get as far away as you can? Don't you think so?"
Do you want me to deal with you?"
As the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face when you hit someone, and you don't expose someone when you scold someone. What Xia Xie hates most in his life is that others say he can't practice witchcraft.
In this era where witches are respected, this is the biggest shame. Xia Xie no longer knows how much humiliation he has suffered for this, and how many supercilious looks he has endured. He has already been filled with anger and has long held his ancestors, especially the women in his family, in his heart.
I would like to express my condolences cordially to each of them. However, if you take action against a sixth-level witch like him, you are asking for death. As long as Situ Qinglong moves his fingers even slightly, he will definitely turn into ashes today. But this bad breath cannot be avoided.