Chapter seven hundred and forty-ninth eighteen demons into it
"Your Majesty, Lord Anbar has prepared everything!"
Chang Xiao heard the words and opened his eyes. Although he now wanted to devote himself wholeheartedly to the accumulation of real cultivation, Chang Xiao changed his mind and absorbed the truth in the Grass Pheasant Sword. He was doing it all the time. Originally, absorbing the truth was all
It is no longer necessary to be sent into the acupuncture points in the body by Chang Xiao. As much truth as Chang Xiao absorbs, it is directly sent to the wandering dust, so as to prevent these truths from dissipating from Chang Xiao's body.
, and there is another advantage of this, that is, no one can see that Chang Xiao has become real now. Even if they see that Chang Xiao is a little bit real, they can only regard it as the real attribute of Chang Xiao’s treasure in the realm of hell and reincarnation.
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For Chang Xiao, everything is running on its own now. He doesn't have to practice too hard at all. It is obviously a good time to enjoy a pleasing show at this time to decompress his excited spirit.
Things are very appropriate.
Chang Xiao stood up immediately and followed the young eunuch out of the imperial study.
The Imperial Study Room is a place where political affairs are dealt with. Although Chang Xiao often does some interesting things here, he will not blatantly go too far here. Although in the entire Han Dynasty court, he has no idea what he wants to do and what he wants to drink.
No one can stop it, but Chang Xiao still understands the reason why the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. The whole atmosphere of the Han Dynasty is actually all due to Chang Xiao. Chang Xiao will still restrain himself when he should.
In his previous life, Chang Xiao had seen too many cases where the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked. In turn, the upper beam would yell and abuse the people for their low quality. This is what Chang Xiao wants to avoid in this dynasty.
Therefore, every time Anbar prepared a program for him, he was arranged on a big ship.
This was also Anbar's idea. The water flow was leisurely on the boat. Although you were still in the palace, you had a sense of isolation from the world. It was the most suitable place for people to put down all distracting thoughts and integrate into this happiness.
Therefore, Chang Xiao's goal is the tall ship parked among the waterside pavilions in the palace garden.
Chang Xiao came under the big ship and immediately frowned slightly. Wu Sangui was actually here, kneeling with Anbar.
Chang Xiao glanced at Wu Sangui. This Wu Sangui was actually slightly older than Chang Xiao, but now Wu Sangui looked like he was in his forties or fifties. There were already white hairs on his head. It was obvious that Wu Sangui had been in the past few years.
Time was tortured by Chang Xiao, who said lightly: "Wu Sangui, after today, you don't need to be in the palace anymore. I will give you two choices. One way, you can go out of the palace to fend for yourself, the other way.
To become a minor official in Japan, which path do you want to take?"
Wu Sangui stayed here shamelessly, even when Anbar drove him away, he didn't leave. He shouldn't have appeared here, but Wu Sangui really wanted to see Chang Xiao die bit by bit in pain,
Therefore, Wu Sangui just refused to leave. Finally, when the emperor came, Wu Sangui no longer had to leave.
Wu Sangui really didn't expect that the words he heard would be this.
After Wu Sangui was stunned for a moment, he kowtowed quickly and said: "I don't want to go there, I will stay in the palace to serve the emperor!" Wu Sangui kowtowed so hard that his head was broken, and his state was extremely sincere, but in his heart
Full of resentment and curses, he especially couldn't stand Chang Xiao's pity-filled gaze at this time. This gaze fell on him, like a poisonous snake climbing on him. He wanted to jump up and dig out Chang Xiao's eyeballs.
.Everything about him was ruined by Chang Xiao. Before he gets back what belongs to him, he will never leave Chang Xiao. No matter what kind of insult he receives, he will never leave!
The two paths Chang Xiao chose for Wu Sangui actually had a purpose. If Chang Xiao wanted to leave the palace to fend for himself, Chang Xiao would guarantee that he would destroy himself not long after leaving the palace, because although Wu Sangui's army is now completely
Gui Changxiao, but Changxiao is not sure whether Wu Sangui has other means. People like Wu Sangui must be guarded against. If Wu Sangui chooses to go to Japan to be a small official, then Changxiao will feel relieved.
In Japan, a place as big as a palm, Wu Sangui couldn't make a fool of himself even if he tried very hard. Chang Xiao didn't expect that Wu Sangui didn't choose anything now. He kept saying that he wanted to stay in the palace.
Are you addicted to cuckoldry?
Chang Xiao smiled when he heard this and said: "There are two roads. You choose one day. Tomorrow morning, you will set off according to the road you chose. If you still choose nothing and insist on staying in the palace, I have to think carefully about your intentions.
Already."
Chang Xiao was in a good mood today, so he didn't pay attention to why Wu Sangui appeared in a place where he shouldn't have appeared. Anyway, Wu Sangui was a mortal, and there was nothing he could do to Chang Xiao. So after Chang Xiao said this, he laughed and strode forward.
Get on board.
Anbar quickly followed.
Wu Sangui sneered in his heart. He didn't need to wait until tomorrow. He could see Chang Xiao writhing in pain tonight. Tomorrow? "It's not sure who will sit on the throne tomorrow!"
Under normal circumstances, if others have malicious intentions, Chang Xiao can passively detect it, but Wu Sangui was planted in Wu Sangui's heart by the ghosts and Buddhas of Dongming, so some of his thoughts and twists and turns were hidden.
Under this aperture, Changxiao cannot detect it without careful observation, let alone Changxiao's passive detection.
After Chang Xiao boarded the ship, every bit of the entire ship was in his mind, and he knew everything about the entire ship.
Immediately, Chang Xiao entered the cabin. The cabin was brightly lit. There was only one large chair in the entire cabin. The rest was flat. Chang Xiao sat down on the chair.
Anbar followed closely and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, I have begun!"
Chang Xiao nodded slightly, and Anbar immediately clapped his hands. All the lights on the large ship suddenly went out, and the surrounding area became pitch black. The roof of the cabin was slowly opened, and a cold moonlight poured from the roof.
Come down, the moonlight of this era is cold and bright, not covered by layers of dirt, clean and clear, just like the Milky Way pouring down, full of poetry and beauty!
Then under the soft moonlight, figures slowly descended from the sky above the cabin. Each figure was extremely graceful. The clouds were covered with colorful clouds like flying fairies in the murals. Such a scene is naturally strange to ordinary people.
He was stunned, but for Chang Xiao, there was not much freshness. No matter it was Chang Xiao in the previous life or Chang Xiao in the current life, his teammates no longer felt like flying fairies. In Linglong Tower, such tricks are useless.
He was tired of playing, but he still showed a hint of interest, because these women were obviously not cultivators, but ordinary women.
It can be seen that Anbar has put a lot of thought into it. Changxiao is in a good mood and feels comfortable watching everything. He grabs the wine cup on the table and takes a sip. As a tourist, all he needs to do is to go
Appreciation is an appreciation that involves the body and mind. Without a heart that appreciates the scenery, it is impossible to integrate with the scenery. With a heart that doubts everything and looks for mistakes, it is impossible to become a tourist who truly appreciates the scenery.
Chang laughed at this incident and immersed himself in this scenery, waiting for Anbar to bring him a surprise, even if it was not a surprise.
I saw that day the girl was floating down in the air and landed on the board in the cabin. She was as light as velvet. These women had obviously received a certain amount of training, but it seemed that it was not enough, so each of them did some movements slightly.
It's a little reluctant, a little jerky, but it adds a different kind of interest. In fact, the most attractive thing about these women is not their dancing posture or their figure, but the bright light in their eyes, which is invisible in the eyes of ordinary women.
It is only seen in the eyes of smart women. Obviously these women are smart.
At this time, melodious music sounded from all around, and with this melodious music, women dressed in gauze filed in from outside the cabin. Most of these women had mediocre looks. Fortunately, their figures were as good as their eyes.
She folded her waist lightly and danced gracefully in front of Chang Xiao.
I don't know when candlelight lit up all around. The light was so weak that I could only see the figure of the woman in front of me, but her face was blurred. The melodious music gradually became blurred. There was a buzzing sound.
A series of trembling echoes, this sound is like a seductive hook gently teasing the passion in Chang Xiao's heart. This is not an immortal method, but a mortal technique. This technique may be derived from the Witch's Heart Sutra.
Some of the classics among them are naturally incomparable with the Witch's Heart Sutra, but compared with the ingenious and ingenious Witch's Heart Sutra, this piece of music is played by mortals and does not contain all kinds of magical applications that confuse people's minds.
The true energy wandered around, but returned the music to its most original level. The most beautiful thing about the music is the music itself, not the Qi pulse techniques added to the music. Once these messy things are integrated into it, Chang laughs instead.
Resistance will arise at once, and Chang Xiao's Qi pulses will naturally fight with those Qi pulses, unable to integrate into the music. But now, Chang Xiao is completely immersed in the music, just like tasting old wine, carefully on the tip of his tongue
Feel the secret and soul-stirring feeling in this music.
And those women were dancing in this graceful music, and the gauze could no longer cover their snake-like twisting bodies. This dance had already appeared in the Ming Dynasty, and it also appeared in the Ming Dynasty Palace at that time.
In the story, it was Emperor Zhengde who watched this graceful and soul-stirring dance, and this dance was the dance of national subjugation that was denounced and scolded by the officials at that time. The Eighteen Heavenly Demon Dance is the ultimate in lustful dance.
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Those women were no longer dancing at this time, or in other words, they were dancing the purest and most primitive dance. A group of women were awkwardly entangled at this time, swinging their waists, their snow-white beauty | flesh shining in the moonlight
Under the illumination of the sun, it looks whiter and brighter, and the dim yellow lights around it adjust the atmosphere in the cabin to the strongest.
This is definitely a fascinating scene, especially the obviously jerky dancing postures and stagnant swings of these women, which give people a kind of teasing, which is more tempting than the mechanical swings.
Chang Xiao's breathing slowly became hot. He has been tasting the taste of goddess Amaterasu these days, and Chang Xiao has become a little tired of it. It is time to change the taste. The Yang Qi in Chang Xiao's body is also very satisfied with this.