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Chapter 18

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    After entering the brothel, the dungeon officially started.

    Inside is a candle made of deep-sea shark oil. According to rumors, if this material is used to make the lamp, then such a lamp will not be extinguished for thousands of years.

    The beams and columns are made of solemn mahogany, and a huge flower ball is hung on the top, in which there are priceless night pearls hidden, which adds to the sense of splendor.

    The silk and bamboo orchestras come and go one after another, and what they play is the song of neon clothes and feather clothes written by Emperor Xuanzong of Tang Dynasty to the famous beauty Yang Guifei in the heyday of Tang Dynasty.

    "Where do you guys come from, you look really handsome."

    The procuress is a woman who looks to be twenty-eight years old, wearing an extremely bold tulle scarlet skirt, but she is not a philistine in TV dramas, but a slender beauty.

    The incense that is lit inside is only used in a romantic place like a brothel. It is warm and feels like a warm wind that makes tourists intoxicated.

    The medical girl wearing a veiled hat frowned slightly, her eyes fell on the furnishings in the brothel, then restrained her emotions and smiled.

    "I'm all from Jinling, and they're escorts. I've heard for a long time that Chang'an City in the Tang Dynasty is the most prosperous place, so I came here to learn more."

    There is no leak, no clues can be heard, and the answer can be regarded as accurate.

    After all, there has never been a mandatory copy in Shengshi's dungeon, and most of the specific scripts arranged for players are self-play.

    "That's it."

    The old bustard nodded thoughtfully, as if vaguely letting go of her doubts.

    I heard that there are also bodyguards in the south of the Yangtze River who belong to their daughters. Women who practice martial arts are of course informal, and visiting brothels is not a big deal.

    It's just that the old bustard's eyes fell on the leading swordsman in white.

    It can be seen that under the candlelight, the white-clothed swordsman's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and his appearance is cold and indifferent, but as white as a beautiful moon, and his body stands tall like an orchid and a jade tree.

    Naturally, this female bodyguard in a veiled hat is much more eye-catching.

    But quickly looked away.

    The bustard is a wise man.

    "Then come in and sit down quickly. Tonight is a good day. My family's oiran is going to be listed, and the girls are also wearing the best dresses and the best jewelry, waiting."

    Long Wulu let out a "huh", slightly thoughtful, and did not answer directly.

    The white-clothed swordsman at the side naturally took the hand of the medical lady and sat down, as if the two were not masters and apprentices, but newly married couples who had known each other for many years.

    "That's lucky."

    Returning to Zaiye's answer, the voice is quite magnetic like Jiutian Qinxiao.

    The medical woman glanced at the swordsman, but through a thin layer of veil, she just saw that he was still cold, and couldn't tell the truth.

    When everyone sat down cooperatively and planned to take a look at the oiran, the doctor girl in red narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly.

    The Tao is the beauty of the flowing wind.

    "Why do disciples do this?"

    Of course what he asked at this time was his natural intimacy just now.

    On the way home, he looked far away in the wild. After unloading his sword, he seemed to want to come to the brothel sincerely. He was dressed in white Shengxue. No matter how you looked at it, he was a noble son in Chang'an City.

    He is not surprised.

    However, what he didn't expect was that he smiled in a low voice, "Master should be very smart, but it's to protect him, isn't it?"

    "How to say?"

    The medical lady was a little puzzled, it didn't seem to have anything to do with protection.

    On the way home, the color of Zaye's eyes darkened.

    Then he said in a very low voice, "When the old bustard asked that question, he was obviously a little suspicious, and he looked up and down to confirm his identity.

    Although you pointed out that it was a bodyguard, you probably wouldn't believe it, because there are very few bodyguards who dress up as medical girls.  I am the strongest among all the people. If the master follows me, the possibility of injury will be less.  "(Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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