The blue sky seemed to wash away, and the large ships were moored at the shore. There were many masts in the port, and it was not as dense and closed as Meng Qi imagined.
Standing on the pier was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, her hair was tied into a bun, her face was fair and tender, her nose was raised, and her eyes and eyebrows were distinct.
She is wearing a pink and white dress, which sets off her delicate and smooth skin. Among the facial features, the most outstanding are her eyes, which are mixed with delicate innocence and silky charm.
"The Bodhisattva has received the 'letter' from the outlying island, and understands what happened. Please invite Mr. Poison Hand to meet you at the Dale Palace." The girl hired Tingting to salute.
"Okay." The sea breeze was wanton, and Meng Qi's green shirt swayed with it, making a sound of hunting, but his whole body was as stable as a mountain, and as deep as the deep sea, he walked slowly down the stairs.
Ying Ning smiled brightly, and returned the gift: "I don't know my sister's name."
"Little girl Lehuan, an ordinary disciple on Lihua Island." The girl replied in a panic, as if she didn't expect Yingning to be so enthusiastic.
Ying Ning blinked at Meng Qi, took Le Huan's arm, and kindly asked about Lihua Island and Lianyu Bodhisattva, Le Huan had nothing to hide, and answered honestly, which made Meng Qi more interested very understand.
Out of the wharf, there are criss-cross streets, there are shops and vendors, there are all kinds of goods, and the ubiquitous, faint sounds of um, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh. The body is soft and crisp, and it is difficult to make a trip.
There are not too many people on the road. There are girls walking alone, a man and a woman walking hand in hand, and women surrounded by several men. From time to time, you can see meat worms rolling in the corner, with radiant skin and pink arms, lustful The smell floats out repeatedly.
Le Huan led Meng Qi and the two across the street, aiming at the high mountain at the end. Just after passing an intersection, a beggar suddenly rushed over from the side of the street. His clothes were ragged but clean, and his expression was full of pleading. He hugged Le Huan tightly. He kept calling out: "Female Bodhisattva, please do me a favor, please do me a favor."
"There are also beggars on Lihua Island" Meng Qi looked around calmly like all the old monsters, and found dozens of beggars gathered under the eaves of this street.
Le Huan frowned and kicked, broke free from the beggar's hand, and said with a pouted: "They are all the furnaces of Bodhisattvas, elders, and senior sisters. Because they are not motivated enough, they even lose the effectiveness of medicine dregs, and they don't have special skills. Love, can't be a snack, can only be reduced to slaves, do some miscellaneous things, but in this way, they will have no one to get close to, can't enjoy the joy of men and women, and those who are more capable of seducing other disciples on the island are as bad as them Same, come here every day to beg and seek pleasure once."
Can you still beg for this Even though he is well-informed, Meng Qi still feels like wiping off a cold sweat. There are indeed all kinds of wonders in the world, but these guys have fallen to this point, and they still refuse to go out from Lihua Island, which is enough to show the importance of this place Temptation, making the love between men and women look like "taking drugs", making it hard to extricate yourself.
Le Huan glanced at the street while speaking, his eyes suddenly froze and stuck to a certain corner.
There was also a beggar there, with ragged clothes, a stench, and abnormally twisted legs, as if he had been interrupted by others because of the "begging" dispute.
He is thin and thin, with a handsome face but with malignant sores, he looks quite disgusting, his lips are dry and peeling, and his eyes look at Lehuan with a voyeuristic fascination.
"It's so pitiful" Le Huan whispered, his voice was slightly hoarse, which could scratch the bones of most men.
The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched slightly, and Le Huan's eyes were blurred and wet as if they were about to drip. His expression was full of pity and love.
"It's so pitiful" she repeated, looking eagerly at Meng Qi, her pleading expression was beyond words: "Mr. Poisonous Hand, can you wait for a while? He is so pitiful, waiting for the little girl to give him alms."
"Go." Meng Qi was speechless and could only maintain the old monster's calm.
To be emotional because of this, Huanxi Yimai's teachings really amaze normal people!
Le Huan walked towards the beggar slowly, and the beggar's eyes raised as she approached, showing a bit of doubt, a bit of shrinking, and a bit of obsession.
Lehuan took off her pink and white dress, revealing her white and delicate back. She has a slender figure, and the curves on both sides are gathered at the waist, creating a thrilling and beautiful arc. Then she lifted her hand and loosened her hair. The jet black is like a silky waterfall It slid down suddenly, sprinkled on the shoulders, half covered the back, and attracted many beggars to grunt in unison.
She looked holy and compassionate, and in the eyes of the beggar who was surprised, shocked and grateful, like a real Bodhisattva, she stepped into the "silt" step by step, sat down slowly, interlaced pink and white with black and yellow, and let out a long and slender sound. Turn the grace.
"Sister Lehuan is really compassionate" Ying Ning looked at Lehuan with admiration, and hid slightly behind Meng Qi, avoiding the blushing eyes of the beggars?I disappeared after passing the first ladder, and there is no news. I never expected to see you on Lihua Island today!
Li Wending's breathing became short of breath, and he finally suppressed it, turned his body sideways, and retreated to the side.
Meng Qi didn't look any further, and followed Lehuan into the room.
"He is the longest living furnace among the Bodhisattvas. Originally, there were three heavens in the external scene, but because of his true feelings, every time the Bodhisattva had sex with other furnaces, he would burn himself with jealousy, and he couldn't keep the Yuan when he was harvesting. God, lost both life and death, and finally fell all the way from big tonic to snack, if the Bodhisattva hadn't missed the past, he would have sent him to do handyman." Lehuan muttered.
"Hey, being loved can also reveal true feelings." Meng Qi laughed and stepped into the hall. There was a golden bed covered with white petals, and a woman was half lying and half leaning on two muscles. On the body, sides and feet of the man, there are men with handsome faces who are eager to serve.
She is dressed in white gauze, her skin is pink and tender, her appearance is dignified, always full of pity, and every part of her body exudes an indescribable charm.
The Bodhisattva of Compassion and Desire moved her delicate ankle, and said with a slight smile: "Poisonous hand, it hasn't been many years, and you are becoming more and more unfathomable."
I'll go, someone the poisonous hand knows! Meng Qi was a little silly for a moment, and couldn't help pinching the reincarnation talisman. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com