The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

Bei Yanfu clapped her hands as she spoke, and the dancing female nuns stopped at the same time.

　　 Six of them walked behind the curtain, each took out a finely carved wooden box, held it on a tray, and walked slowly in front of Liang Yan.

　　 "Open the wooden box and let Liang Qi pass the eye." Bei Yanfu instructed lightly.

　　 "Yes!"

　　 The six female sisters responded softly, and each stretched out their hands and opened the wooden box in front of them.

Liang Yan just swept his gaze at random, and then smiled: "Boundless Earth, Dayi Profound Iron, Admiralty Flower, Bailian Gu Fang, Magic Light Mingzhi...and Heart Protection Pill, Bei Fellow Daoists are such a masterpiece, all these things are very valuable!"

　　 "No matter how valuable a gift is, it depends on who it is given."

Bei Yanfu pursed his lips and said with a smile: "Liang Qi is amazing and talented. In time, I must be a man in the chamber of commerce. Today I am waiting for these small gifts. I also want to make friends with Liang Qi. From now on, everyone will be my own. Up."

　　 After listening to Liang Yan, the expression on his face was noncommittal. He just looked at Bei Yanfu in the distance and said lightly:

　　 "Although Liang has no experience in the Chamber of Commerce, he also knows the common sense of being soft and short-mouthed. Buddhism friends should accept these things by themselves. Liang has no blessings!"

　　 "You!"

　　 Bei Yanfu obviously didn't expect him to refuse so simply, and couldn't help but change his face.

However, after a while, she regained her previous lazy appearance, covered her face with her hands, and said with a smile: "It seems that Liang Qi has made her vision far higher than me, and she doesn’t like these vulgar things. Let’s do this again. How did the six maids give to Liang Qi's messenger? They are all extremely yin bodies, natural-born cauldrons, and they are still virgin bodies to this day, so I think they won't let Liang Qi disappointed."

　　As soon as this statement came out, the six female cultivators all had low eyebrows, and they looked weak and willing to pick them. Anyone who saw them would involuntarily feel pity.

Liang Yan was a little surprised to hear it. If you know that the extremely Yin body is rare, there are actually six here, and all of them already have the cultivation base of the Juyuan Realm. It can only be said that the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce has a lot of ability. The clubs all have such a handwriting.

　　 Seeing him with a pensive color, Nabei Yanfu couldn't help but smile again when he was thinking carefully.

　　 This smile was seven-point enchanting, three-point charming, only listening to her voice softly said:

　　 "Why, Liang Qishi is still hesitating? How about adding the slave family, as long as you hold the flag to make the adults willing, the slave family can also accompany you all night, and everyone talks all night, isn't it beautiful?"

　　 Bei Yanfu’s voice is soft, but with endless temptations. However, Liang Yan has the "Eight Branch Yanyuan" mentality in his body, how can he be confused by this rhetoric? He just smiled faintly:

　　 "Liang is born with a hard bone, and can't stand Wenxiang Nephrite. Fellow Dao Bei doesn't have to do this, let's do business by business!"

　　As soon as he said this, Bei Yanfu's face changed a lot.

　　 She practices the secret technique of acacia, and she has the fascinating ability in every move. She is confident that even at the same level, there are few people who can contend this charm technique, not to mention that the other party has just advanced the golden core.

　　 Unexpectedly, the gray-clothed man in front of him was unmoved, and there was no even the slightest fluctuation in his mood. This really shocked her!

　　 How did Bei Yanfu actually expect that Liang Yan once went to the underworld with a certain witch, and didn't know how much she had eaten along the way. He had become accustomed to this for a long time.

　　 Coupled with the magical powers of his cultivation of the "Eight Parts of the Essence", his heart is as pure as Bodhi. Unless his heart is moved, ordinary illusion and fascination are just vain to him.

　　 Bei Yanfu's face gradually turned cold, her lips lightly opened, and she spoke lightly: "It seems that Liang Zun has made Taoism more advanced. If this is the case, how about enjoying a song with her concubine?"

Before Liang Yan could answer, Bei Yanfu raised his hand and waved. The original simple hall suddenly changed the scenery. I saw petals flying, radiant, and faint mist filling the surroundings. It looked beautiful. Like a fairyland on earth.

　　 Eighteen female sisters danced gracefully, their graceful postures looming in the mist, and the smiles at each eye were touching, and people couldn't help but give birth to the urge to dance together.

　　 At this moment, there was a sound of piano from the thick fog, but Nabei Yanfu stroked the guqin and played gently.

　　 The sound of this piano is sluggish, with endless sorrow and shame.

　　 Liang Yan frowned slightly, and looked back at Luo Wu and Lin Yue, but saw that their eyes were blurred. At this time, they all craned their necks, as if they wanted to walk forward along the sound of the piano.

　　 After a while, the sound of the piano in the house gradually became louder, and the dancing of the eighteen female cultivators became more and more unrestrained. Suddenly hearing a turning point, the sound of the piano had risen to the peak, as if to lead everyone to throw away their helmets and abandon their armor to pursue the bliss in their hearts.

As far as Liang Yan can see, everything around him has gradually faded away, only the graceful bodies of eighteen female sisters are swaying in front of them, and the power of the souls flooded into his mind, wanting to fight his souls, Fight for the dominance of the body.

　　 However, Liang Yan's heart was like Ming Jing. At this time, he gave a sneer and suddenly raised his eyes with a long roar.

　　 This scream is used in the "Ba Bu Yan Yuan" to curse the street, the screaming directly into the sky, just like the Buddha's roar, deaf and deaf!

　　 The original illusion of smoke and petals fluttering, collapsed immediately under Liang Yan's whistle, the surrounding scenery changed again and again, and finally returned to the previous hall.

Look at the eighteen female cultivators who are dancing and smiling like a flower. At this moment, they are spraying blood at the same time, sitting down on the ground with a wilting look~www.readwn.com~ Luo Wu and Lin Yue are also from the illusion. He woke up in a cold sweat at the moment, with a trace of shame on his face.

The most surprising thing is Bei Yanfu. She sits on the advantage of the home court and puts up this "devil dance" array with 18 pure female cultivators. She thinks she has a chance to win, but she did not expect to encounter this magical power. Nemesis.

"This.........what kind of Buddhism supernatural power is this, how can it be so overbearing, you............you are not Luo Tianzong's lay disciple, right?" Bei Yanfu was somewhat Asked in horror.

　　 In her impression, in the entire Antarctic Xianzhou, only Luotian Mountain, one of the seven mountains and twelve cities, can have such powerful Buddhist supernatural powers.

　　 "Luo Tianzong?"

　　 Liang Yan smiled and shook his head and said, "I'm not a nameless person. I'm fortunate enough to be valued by the Qingyun Chamber of Commerce. Only then did I become the leader of the Qingyun Pavilion. Of course, I have to do my duty."

　　 Bei Yanfu has been relieved at this time, his face is slightly unwilling.

　　 She thought that she had been accidental just now, and Liang Yan interrupted the sound of the piano with a Buddhist roar, but she still had several methods, and she was not really not that way.

　　 Just in the current situation, Bei Yanfu no matter how thick-skinned he is, he is unwilling to continue to make a move.

　　 "Emissary Liang Qi is really extraordinary. I have seen my concubine today. I hope I will have the opportunity to compete with Emissary Liang Qi in other places." Bei Yanfu chuckled.

　　 "Can I go up there?" Liang Yan's expression did not change at all.

　　 "Put the banner, please, please."