C1 Su Mortal Fairy the Demon of the Calamity State

On the bustling streets of the capital, many passersby and vendors who set up stalls were attracted by the dazzling red figures, and some of them even unconsciously followed up.

They saw that the stage had been built at some point in time. It was spacious and beautiful. There were some burly men standing guard around it. The scene was spectacular, but the one that made people unable to leave their sight was the dancing man.

His facial features were even whiter and more exquisite than a woman's, and they carried a bewitching charm.

Layers of clothes that were as thin as a cicada's wing fluttered slightly along with the dance movements, faintly revealing white ankles, as well as the slender white and white finger tips at the wide sleeves.

It was exceptionally heartwarming.

"This is the new waiter from Yaxiu Pavilion, right? He is actually so pretty, even more beautiful than the few people who showed their faces earlier..."

"Isn't that so? Don't say that I, a normal man, am tempted by her, just say that the one who lives in the palace..."

Perhaps because he sensed that his friend was about to say something that he shouldn't say, coupled with the fact that someone was looking over, a man hurriedly covered the other party's mouth with his hand and scolded in a low voice:

"You don't want to die, do you? You even dare to speak of the Black Tortoise Emperor's dissolute history? Aren't you afraid of your entire family being wiped out?"

Tsk, what are you afraid of?

The Emperor has been playing with concubines and concubines in the harem every day. I heard that a while ago, there was even a Imperial Physician who was probably infected with some illnesses that are difficult to talk about. Right now, he is hiding in the Palace and does not dare to go out.

How can he still care about us? Moreover, perhaps he really privately summoned the male servants of Yaxiu Pavilion? "

The white-robed man, whose mouth was covered, slapped his friend's hand away in dissatisfaction. However, he was only addicted to talking. When he noticed that someone was looking at them, he said in a low voice,

"Let's go, let's go. There's nothing to see. We can't afford it."

This was the truth.

Yaxiu Pavilion was not an ordinary brothel. Just the entrance ticket alone would cost more than ten thousand silver taels, let alone the ordinary looking waiter.

There were people walking in twos and threes below the stage. There were also people rushing over in groups.

It seemed that there was a trend of becoming more and more lively.

Su Chenxian danced for a long time before he finally saw the white clothes that he wanted to see. Immediately, his movements slowed down a little as he carefully observed the other party.

He loved wearing white clothes, he loved looking at beauties, and he even wore a golden dragon jade pendant on his waist...

Isn't he the infamous tyrant of the capital, Li Yuan?

"Little Luo'er, bring that young master to my room. We have a big order tonight ~"

After the dance, Su Chenxian did not even think about exchanging pleasantries with the audience. He simply waved his sleeves and turned to leave. As for that sentence.

It was the young man who helped him get his clothes.

As the stage was spacious, the others did not hear what Su Chenxian said.

However, it was not necessarily true that martial artists had good hearing. For example, the target of the audience.

Sensing that the young man called Little Luo'er was walking towards him, Qin Chengzhi could not help but retreat cautiously. The contours of his face, which had always been indifferent to others, were a little subtle.

However, Qin Chengzhi did not wait for Qin Chengzhi to get in touch with his brothers who were all around him.

Suddenly he saw several burly men surrounding him. The leader was a young man with a soft and cute appearance. He did not care about the numerous gazes around him.

He asked in a warm voice, "Young Master, my Young Master invites you into his room to enjoy his dance. Are you willing to accompany him?"

His words did not sound wrong, and it was very easy for people to refuse.

However, Qin Chengzhi clearly noticed that when the other party finished speaking, the tip of his finger was exposed from his sleeve. There was a faint powder scattered on it. The amount was very small, and one could not see clearly when the wind blew.

"You..." Qin Chengzhi's heart trembled. Just as he was about to use his Light-body Technique to leave this place, he suddenly felt weak all over his body. Soon after, the vision in front of him gradually blurred.