Dao Laojiu took Han Yun and came to a remote place. The row of houses here are very spacious, quiet and elegant, with pink exterior walls designed with ambiguous mood.

"Dao Laojiu, what medicine is buried in your gourd?" Gan Yun looked around, and even suspected that this guy wanted to make money and kill him.

Dao Laojiu smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Han, don't worry, this room in front is the one!" After saying that, he accelerated his pace and stopped in front of a vermilion gate. Han Yunding glanced and saw that two majestic stone lions were placed outside the door like a wealthy family in the mortal world. An antique plaque was hung on the top of the gate, with four ancient characters written on it: Penglai Cave.

The couplets on both sides of the door read: The flower path has not been swept by the guest, and the cloak door is now open for you.

Dao Laojiu stepped forward and knocked on the door. The two doors slowly opened, and a mist overflowed, making it more real, and pink petals drifted out in the wind. Han Yun sniffed, and a faint fragrance of flowers penetrated his heart and lungs.

"Welcome to the guests!" A beautiful sound of pulling out the strings came from inside, bringing a little ethereal feeling.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Han, please!" Dao Laojiu reached out to make an invitation with a smile.

Han Yun brushed off the fallen flowers on his shoulders and walked in. The door was opened. There was no reason to twist and leave. It was too shameless. Just take it as a long experience. However, looking at this show, I am afraid that the consumption is not low.

I walked into the yard with fallen flowers and saw that there were colorful flowers in the yard, with cherry blossoms falling, and a few swings hung under the tree. Two beautiful women wearing pink palace outfits greeted them with a smile, gave Han Yun and Dao Lao Jiufu a blessing, and said in a sweet voice: "Welcome to two young men!"

Dao Laojiu glanced at Han Yun's face and smiled, "Haha, this fellow Daoist Han is the young master, and Dao is just the young master's follower!"

The two pairs of wonderful eyes looked at Han Yun together, looking passionately, and their charming expression made Han Yun sway. Han Yun chuckled, for the first time, let the two girls lead the way.

"Yes, Mr. Han!" The two beauties responded in a sweet voice, and then turned around and walked forward slowly. The walking posture was also pleasing to the eye, like a fairy floating among the clouds, with a bee-waisted and ape back, a crane-shaped cowhide-shaped, and her perky and round buttocks swayed slightly from left to right, making people feel itchy and unable to help but focus on it.

Han Yun glanced at Lao Jiu and said, "This guy was even more unbearable, and almost even saliva flowed out." Two women led Han Yun and the other through the corridor, turned over the moon gate and entered a room to sit down.

The two women quickly set up tea sets, lit sandalwood, and started to cook tea gracefully.

Han Yun and the others couldn't help sitting a little gentle in this atmosphere, watching them betting on tea quietly. The two women had the seventh level of Qi Refining. Han Yun couldn't help but be shocked and asked with a smile: "Can you tell me your name?"

While cooking tea, the two female cultivators also glanced at Han Yun and others from time to time, and occasionally smiled, which made people never feel neglected.

"I have a hair Ming, her name is Saohong!" The woman holding a fan on the stove replied with a smile.

"Young master is here to taste the flowers this time, or to move the flowers?" Saohong looked at Han Yun passionately. Han Yun was stunned, turned his head and looked at Lao Jiu. This guy kept secretly glanced at the two half-exposed snow-white balls on the chests of the two women.

"Hey, Xiao Jiuzi, are we here to taste or move flowers?" Han Yun asked in a low voice. Dao Lao Jiu's face turned slightly red and he coughed awkwardly: "Fellow Daoist Han is just free!"

Damn! It’s just a waste of it! Han Yun doesn’t even know what “savory flowers” ​​or “moving flowers” ​​means!

"Puff! It's not clear that this is the first time Han Yunzi has come to such a place. Hehe! Let me enlighten you!" Bai Ming picked up a cup of brewed tea and sent it to Han Yun. A faint tea fragrance was refreshing. Han Yun picked up the green tea cup and took a sip. He couldn't help but praise it secretly, drinking all the rest in one gulp. It turned out that the fragrance left was left, and the taste was gone.

The two women couldn't help but be stunned, and then covered their mouths and laughed secretly. Mr. Han seemed to be a vulgar person. Han Yun couldn't help but look slightly red. Dao Lao Jiu held the teacup and tasted it elegantly, then put it down, squinted his eyes, and pretended to be savored.

"Sister, this guy will pretend!" Han Yun couldn't help but secretly complain. Bai Ming sat down next to Han Yun, leaning half-sidingly on the side of Han Yun. Han Yun smelled the faint body fragrance and couldn't help but feel a little unnatural. Bai Ming smiled and sat up straight when he saw this. It seemed that Mr. Han Yun was indeed a famous Chu'er.

"Young Master Han, this kind of flower is to choose one of our sisters in the mansion to cross the spring breeze and move the flowers, hehe! If you like which sister in our mansion, you can "moving" the flower spirit stone home!" Bai Ming hugged Han Yun's left hand and leaned into his ear and said softly. Han Yun felt the soft thing pressing on his arm, shamelessly responded, and pulled his hand back inadvertently, and said hehe: "Can you just enjoy the flowers?"

"Puff! Young Master is really good at joking. How can you enjoy flowers so much? When you try the taste of ecstasy, I guarantee that you will come again if you come here. The craftsmanship of our sisters here is unique, and the mouth is even more unique!" Bei Ming's slender hand slid towards Han Yun's lower abdomen.

Han Yun immediately jumped up like a rabbit hitting an arrow, his face turned red, and he said juicy: "We... should go and move flowers!"

Bai Ming laughed, and the swept red smiled over there so that the pair of charming eyes could drip out. Dao Lao Jiu looked strange and said to himself: "This guy turns out that he has a thief heart but no courage. It seems that the woman is too strict with her!"

"Hehe, Mr. Han wants to move flowers, that's even better. Some time ago, a group of new sisters came, one of them beat the other, but they didn't have any training. I'm afraid they were not as thoughtful as our sisters!" Bei Ming stood up slowly.

"Haha, it doesn't matter, just take a look!" Han Yun said with a wry smile.

"Then I will take the young master to Yihua Pavilion!" Bei Ming gave Han Yun a resentful look, Dao Lao Jiu winked at Han Yun, and Han Yun immediately gave a reply to the two of them with twenty spirit stones.

Bei Ming and Saihong immediately became happy, with Chun in their eyebrows and holding Han Yun's arm on the left and right. Dao Laojiu couldn't help but become jealous.

The three of them came to an open hall and saw dozens of people sitting in the hall. When they saw Han Yun and others coming in, they all turned their eyes to each other.

Han Yun was shocked. Among these people were young men, middle-aged uncles, and old men with white hair and beards. There were also several cultivators with the foundation-building stage cultivation level. Bei Ming and Sao Hong led Han Yun and found a seat to sit down.

"Young Master Han sat for a while, and the flower transplant meeting will start soon. If you don't like it, you can come to me again!" Bai Ming angrily glanced at Han Yun with affectionateness. Han Yun gave a perfunctory blow and said, "It must be certain!"

Bei Ming and Sao Hong retreated, and another sweet-looking girl served tea to Han Yun and the others. Han Yunyou looked around and unexpectedly found that the black-faced cultivator who was in the duel arena yesterday was also there. He was sitting upright in a corner, clenching his hands tightly on his legs, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes, and he looked quite nervous.

Han Yun looked away and said intimately: "This guy seems loyal and honest, but he didn't expect to come to such a place to spend time!"

One of the young men in the white robe sitting in the front row was crossing their legs, hanging Erlang playing with a jade pendant in his hand. He was quite handsome, but his face was too pale, and he looked like he was overly drunk.

The people here don’t know each other, except drinking tea, they either close their eyes to rest, as if the big hall is quiet.

At this time, a female cultivator with a big red dress turned from behind the screen peak in the center of the hall. This woman was about thirty years old and still had charm. Her cherry mouth was slightly raised, as if she was smiling all the time, which made people feel a sense of intimacy.

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the woman.

"Friends of Taoism, this time the "flower transfer meeting" will be hosted by the slave Kapok!" The female cultivator smiled and said, her voice sounded very magnetic.

"Miss Kapok, don't say much nonsense. Let's show off the goods immediately. I just come to see if there are any high-quality original products. If there is something sweet, do whatever you like when you buy it. If not, I will leave immediately and don't waste time!" The young man who was a slut said in a long tone.

Everyone around him agreed. The woman named Kapok looked slightly red, and a faint look of anger flashed in her eyes. She changed into a smile and said, "Since all fellow Taoists are so anxious, I won't say much, so I'll invite the girls!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of women dressed in costume were driven out from behind Pingfeng by two strong men from the ninth level of Qi Refining.

These women all looked mute, with a hint of humiliation in their eyes, but no one dared to resist. Everyone's eyes swept over the group of women, and almost at the same time froze on the woman in white in the middle.

I saw this woman's face as bright as the moon, her eyes as stars, her nose as hanging gallbladder, her lips as applying fat, and her skin as white jade as mutton fat shines brightly. What's even more rare is that her cultivation level has seven levels of Qi refining, but her expression is muddy and not angry at all, and she looks a little bit pure. Despite this, it adds a bit of charming temperament.

Han Yun was stunned for a moment, forcibly suppressing the urge to pounce on her and drag her down. The tea cup in his hand was crushed because of excessive force, and the tea water spilled all over the floor. Seeing this, Dao Lao Jiu couldn't help but turn his head and chuckled: "Fellow Daoist Han, don't be excited. If you like it, you bid to buy it. If you are afraid that your wife will be jealous, you can find you an extra yard. Hehe, you can steal a free time and enjoy it!"

A trace of murderous aura flashed in Han Yun's eyes. Dao Laojiu was so scared that he immediately stopped and sat down, secretly feeling awesome. He didn't know where he offended Han Yun, and was worried.

Han Yun took a deep breath and said lightly: "Xiao Jiuzi, you are responsible for buying the woman in white for me. You don't have to think about how many spirit stones you have. It's done well! There are big rewards!"

Dao Laojiu's eyes suddenly shone out, and immediately burst into vitality. He nodded frequently to show that he knew, but he just rolled up his sleeves and patted his chest. With such a boss, he would be happy and confident.

"My good guy, I've been here more than ten times, and finally met a top-quality one, ten thousand spirit stones, I'll want it!" The young man in white robe slapped the table and said. This guy suddenly opened ten thousand spirit stones, and the others couldn't help but look at him sideways.

The black-faced man's eyes had never left the woman in white. At this time, he heard the young man in white suddenly expel ten thousand spirit stones, and his eyes suddenly turned red, and he shouted: "Five thousand spirit stones plus I have a life!" As he said that, he slapped the big knife on his back on the table and smashed the teacup on the table to pieces.

The woman in white heard the sound and couldn't help but look up and glance at the black-faced man. A hint of excitement flashed in her eyes, and then she turned back to her murmur.
Chapter completed!