Summary of the previous chapter: The appearance of Ximen Wuhen was almost exactly the same as the appearance of Ma Xiaoquan’s wife Hua Yuexin, which surprised Ma Xiaoquan...
When Ma Xiaoquan came to his senses again, the lotus buds had fully opened, and the attendants used delicate bamboo sticks to lift the small sedan chair away from the lotus buds.
There was a "wow" sound, and a puff of smoke suddenly erupted from the top of the sedan chair. Everyone closed their eyes again and took a few deep breaths.
Ma Yun swallowed hard: "It tastes so sweet..."
Being able to smell the sweet smell with your nose is enough to prove the wonderful smell of this white smoke.
Ma Xiaoquan also took a few puffs, but he didn't inhale deeply and fiercely like everyone else.
"Yeah" Ma Xiaoquan nodded and asked Yuan: "What do you think of the taste?"
In his left eye, Yuan rubbed his nose and curled his lips: "It's not bad, and it's not in vain that I just transformed into a woman's nose, um... but this white smoke seems to be a bit toxic...
"
"What toxicity?"
Yuan chuckled: "Don't worry, for you, this poison is ineffective, but for other people, well, they should fall into a hazy feeling..."
"Is this a mandala?"
Yuan nodded: "It should be! Hun Dan Ma Xiaoquan, you go find the mandala planting point in Wangxiang Tower, and then destroy it."
"Destroy it? Are you kidding me? This datura, also known as poppy, is very easy to grow. As long as there is soil and water, it can be grown and lived anywhere. Even if I destroy it, what's the use?"
"That's right..."
Ma Xiaoquan: "..."
...
The white smoke gradually dissipated, and everyone gradually woke up from the haze.
At this time, the attendants stepped forward and carefully opened the curtain of the sedan chair.
A pair of long, snowy legs slowly stretched out from the sedan chair.
Ma Xiaoquan's eyes lit up, he smiled and shook his head.
In his left eye, Yuan said: "Interesting, you said that Ximen Wuhen has a lot of tricks. This should be a plot designed by him, right?"
Ma Xiaoquan responded: "It should be so, but I always felt that the previous scene was a bit strange."
"Okay, you, you feel weird about everything. Stop thinking about it and just watch it. I don't want to miss such a beautiful woman."
Ma Xiaoquan: "You don't want to transform into Ximen Wuhen, do you?"
Yuandao: "Of course not, wasn't I beautiful the last time you saw me?"
Ma Xiaoquan: "Beauty is beautiful, but it looks very blurry..."
Source: "So I'm working hard to transform into an entity right now. Well, um, if you touch me, I will feel it..."
Ma Xiaoquan: "..."
...
Ximen Wuhen stood up slowly from the sedan chair. She was dressed in a snow-white silk sand dress, matched with the white pearls on her ears and the colorful gemstone hairpins on her head, which showed her luxury.
Ximen Wuhen took a slow step forward. With just one small step, a large number of men immediately fell down in the audience.
Ma Xiaoquan turned around and saw that this kid Ma Yun had fallen down again, his eyes turned white and he was unconscious.
"This..." Ma Xiaoquan kicked Ma Yu, "What's wrong with your brother? Why are you lying down again?"
Ma Yu blushed in embarrassment: "Master, I...I can't help it..."
Ma Xiaoquan glanced at Ma Yu helplessly and ignored the Ma brothers.
The fallen men occupied a large area of ground, so the moment Ximen Wuhen took a jade step and stunned a group of people, Wang Gui led a group of strong young men to
The fainted men were carried down.
Seeing Ma Yun being carried down bumpily, Ma Xiaoquan asked: "Why don't I feel anything at all? This Ximen Wuhen has nothing but beauty..."
In his left eye, Yuan looked straight at Ximen Wuhen and said: "Hun Danma Xiaoquan, it's not my fault. If your wife Hua Yuexin did this, it would definitely be more lethal than this Ximen Wuhen.
Yuan clicked his tongue: "You said you are fat and you are breathless... Hun Danma Xiaoquan, this Ximen Wuhen, I can guarantee that it will not be simple... She is definitely the best in this draft
The oiran of the convention..."
Ma Xiaoquan responded: "The selection is not over yet. I still have to compete with Lu Xian. Well, if Ximen Wuhen is really the oiran, it will be troublesome..."
"Why, are you afraid of competing with Lu Xian?"
Ma Xiaoquan: "That's not true. I just saw the ring on his hand."
Yuan nodded: "You told me that Hua Yuexin was kidnapped by Lu Xian. In this case, you can ask him during this meeting?"
"How is it possible? According to Yuan Fang, Lu Xian is a cunning and insidious person. I just asked him this, just to scare the snake... Oh, by the way, why did Lu Xian come this time and Yuan Fang didn't?
"
Yuan waved his transformed arm: "How do I know..."
...
In the basement of a side house in Fancheng, Yuan Fang crossed his legs, closed his eyes to meditate, and shook his head.
"Ah sneeze" Yuan Fang suddenly sneezed.
"What's going on? Someone is talking about me?" Yuan Fang rubbed his nose, stood up, stretched, and walked deeper into the basement.
...
Yuan Fang came to an iron door and gently clicked it: "It's been so long, do you still want to persist?"
After a few "wow" sounds, an old voice came from inside the iron door: "Needless to say, Mr. Lu has tortured me for so long. Don't you just want to know something about my master? Your name is Yuan Fang, right?
Go tell Mr. Lu, even if I die, I don’t know..."
Lu Xian smiled slightly and said to the guard by the iron gate: "Open the iron gate. I want to meet this stubborn old guy in person!"
The guard was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Yuan, the master has ordered that no one else be allowed to get close to that guy except him..."
"Presumptuous!" Yuan Fang raised his eyebrows, "Am I an outsider?"
"Master Yuan, me"
Yuan Fang chuckled, took out an ingot of gold from his sleeve pocket, and quietly handed it to the guard, "There are only you and me now. If you don't tell me, and if I don't tell, no one will know. You can take this money.
I know you have nine children to support..."
The guard took the gold with trembling hands, thought for a moment, and whispered: "Master Yuan, you have to promise me that it will last for half a stick of incense at most, and never more..."
"Don't worry." Yuan Fang patted the guard on the shoulder.
With a creaking sound, the iron door opened. Yuan Fang picked up his robe and carefully stepped into the iron door.
The space inside the iron door was very dark and nothing could be seen. Yuan Fang did not make any sign of fire, but probed bit by bit with his toes.
"Wow!" Yuan Fang's toe hit a hard object.
Yuan Fang knelt down and touched it carefully.
"You don't have to touch me, I'm right here..."
Yuan Fang was startled and sighed: "Why do you bother?"
The other party did not answer Yuan Fang.
Yuan Fang added: "As long as you reveal the items your master left behind, I promise that I can plead with my Mr. Lu to spare your life!"
"Immortal? Hahaha... Yuan Fang, I look like this now, do you think there is any difference between me alive and dead?"
Yuan Fang took out the fire certificate from his pocket, opened it, and took a breath: "You...you..."
In front of Yuan Fang, there was a man whose limbs had been beaten several times, and his hair was sitting in the corner. They said this man had hairy hair, but in fact, the hair on his head was already very thin.
This man's limbs were nailed to the ground with thick iron nails. Over time, his limbs had become ulcerated, deformed, twisted and broken, and a strong stench wafted from time to time.
Yuan Fang's throat choked hard and he almost vomited out the full meal he had just eaten.
"Turn off your fire," the man said.
Yuan Fang blew out the fire with a shout.
"Now that you've seen me like this, what do you think is the difference between me living and dying?"
"Then why don't you die?"
"Haha..." The man burst out laughing, his laughter full of sadness and hatred, "Why should I die? Why should I die! I want to live because I believe that Mr. Lu will die.
One day, even if I live one hour longer than Lu Xian, I will still win..."
Yuan Fang shook his head: "Why are you doing this?"
"You don't understand, Yuan Fang. I know that Mr. Lu has been refusing to let me die because he can't get what he wants... So, do you want it?"
Yuan Fang rolled his eyes: "Haha, even if I get it, I will definitely give it to my Mr. Lu."
"You're lying! You're lying!"
"Why do you say I lied?"
The man said: "Do you know? My master once said that only those who have passed their lives are called brothers, and you are at most just a dog of Lu Xian, a high-level lackey..."
Yuan Fang's face darkened: "Tell me, where do you put the objects your master gave you?"
"I've told you so many times, I've ruined them all. If you want to know, you can cut off my head and see for yourself. Come on, come on..."
Yuan Fang took several steps back, then turned around and slowly walked out of the iron gate.
At the door, the guard nodded to Yuan Fang and locked the iron door with a bang.
...
Inside the iron gate, there was once again a deathly silence. After a long time, a man's voice slowly came out from the darkness: "Master, you said that someone like you must appear again.
Therefore, I cannot die. I will wait and keep waiting..."