Chapter 520 Women
The moon and stars are sparse.
Partridge Pond.
There was a buzz of people and bright lights.
Especially the flower tower standing in the city is like a fairy palace with two towers, shining with unspeakable brilliance under the starlight. There is such a woman standing on the third floor looking up.
The tic-tac-toe structure completely connects the light to the patio, mixed with the rich smell of powder in the flower building, which makes people's eyes dazzled.
Looking down from above, the crowded first floor is full of men and women. The breath of lust is like the air exhaled and inhaled, intertwined with the white flesh.
The woman looked completely cold-eyed.
Orchestral silk and bamboo, accompanied by melodious chimes, echoed in the flower building, while women wearing gauze and heavy makeup shuttled between floors.
The murmuring voices of the men and women in the room were like a cat scratching a person's heart, making people's blood rush. However, these could not shake the person in front of her, but instead made her feel disgusted and disgusted.
She has been in this disgusting ghost place for a long time, and today is her day to escape.
Looking up at the pictures of sexual intercourse painted on the high eaves of the four walls, the woman touched her beard and changed body shape that could be seen as real.
Her heart was filled with longing and anxiety: "I have been preparing for this disguise technique for three years, and I have been practicing the breathing technique for five years. Cutting off my heart veins to block Hualou's tracking of me will allow me to Escape from this hellish place completely!"
She strode down the stairs, and familiar people appeared around her from time to time. There were also beautiful women with half-clothed clothes and rough waves, and there were also impatient swingers holding women in their arms.
However, these will soon have nothing to do with her.
She walked slowly towards the door.
"etc."
When he was about to cross the gate of the Flower House, he was stopped by the monk at the door. The monk said with a smile: "I'm sorry for my blindness, but I haven't seen you, guest sir. Are you the only one who came to the Flower House today, or... "
The woman's heart skipped a beat. The memory of the monks was extremely powerful. Even if there were so many people coming and going in a day or two, they could still see everything, and they didn't even need someone to record it.
However, she did not panic, but said calmly: "I came here three days ago. It's normal that you haven't seen me. I wanted to stay a few more days so that I could enjoy the bliss in this world, but I am short of money."
Seeing the woman's disguise, the big man sighed and patted his wallet. The two Qi practitioners at the door looked at each other and smiled, and said haha: "It's true what fellow Taoist said, you always need to earn these spiritual stones."
No doubt he got out of the way.
The Qi Practitioners they were guarding changed shifts every three days, so it was normal for them not to recognize the guests who had come in the past few days. It was because they were looking at the stranger that they asked. Otherwise, neither of them would be too lazy to pay attention.
After the woman handed over her hand, she walked towards the threshold without hesitation, but the moment she crossed, she used her magic power to turn into a big hand and pinch her heart.
His heart stopped beating, but his body was still alive.
Mumbling count.
After the pulse is cut off, the pulse needs to be restored within half a quarter of an hour, otherwise irreversible damage to the body will be caused even if it is restored. Half a quarter of an hour is enough time, and you can use this time to escape from the flower building.
In the flower building, on the futon in the resting room, the topless woman put the long pipe aside, looked at the empty low table aside, and immediately asked the sisters not far away: "Xiaoying hasn't come back yet?"
"Senior sister, I saw that she went out in the evening. Logically speaking, it shouldn't take such a long time. Why hasn't she come back yet?" A woman with plump buttocks in a tulle dress not far away looked puzzled.
"Maybe he's hiding somewhere to be lazy."
"She's also used to being unsociable. Senior sister, why should we care about her? As long as we don't let her run away."
"..."
"That's right."
If the woman was still here, she would definitely look at them coldly. Everyone is in the same boat and doesn't ask for their help, as long as they don't tell the truth and get in the way, but there's nothing they can do.
The majority of people in the flower house are women. Regardless of how they get along with each other by the title of "good sister" or "good sister", in fact most of them are just dragsters, full of scheming and calculations.
Skills are competed against each other, and prostitutes and clients with high levels of cultivation have to compete with each other. Cliques, mutual exclusion, isolation, and bullying are everywhere.
She had already seen through these people, so she did not dare to tell them her escape plan. Fortunately, he has magic power and good cultivation, otherwise he might end up like the girl who was forced to commit suicide back then.
It doesn't matter if you have the courage to die, but the fear is that you will lose even this bloody courage. You only want comfort, and you are willing to sell everything you have, even your own life, for comfort.
The woman ran with long strides, like a tiger and leopard prancing in the mountain forest. In just half a quarter of an hour, she had reached the gate of Seven Star City and crossed the towering gate in front of her without any hesitation.
To the east of Partridge Pond is Nuoda Port. Most of the monks who go out on sea boats will hang out and gather at the port.
Some people with strong financial resources will build their own sea boats, and then call their friends to go out to sea to hunt sea beasts and pursue the island ruins and the cave inheritance of the great monks.
She originally wanted to go to the port, but at this time she had to use magic to restore her heart pulse. The moment she restored her heart pulse, the people in Hualou would sense her as the escaped person.
Even if you rush to the port now, you can't leave by sea boat at all. Instead, you will easily become a turtle in the urn and be captured. When the time comes, it will be difficult to escape when you return to the Flower House.
So she ran south without hesitation.
To the south were cliffs and turbulent waves. It was not a place where she, a young monk at the third level of Qi training, could escape. Even if she could survive, there was nothing she could do in the face of the vast sea.
However, she couldn't care about so much. Her top priority was to escape from the clutches of the devil and survive.
The steward of Hualou immediately stood up and sent a message to the Qi practitioners stationed in Hualou: "Someone has escaped. Xiaoying, one of the oirans, go and chase him back." After saying that, he took out the Si Nan used in the chase and gave it to the monks.
The Qi Practitioners did not dare to neglect. Their job was to take care of the flower building. Now that someone was slipping away under their noses, no matter how they explained to Shangfeng, the punishment would be light and they might not even be able to save their lives.
…
The woman stood on the cliff of the South Cliff and threw the simple raft she made into the fast sea.
Looking down.
As high as peering into the abyss.
The furious waves rolled up thousands of piles of snow.
At such a height, not to mention ordinary people, even a Qi practitioner like her would not dare to jump.
Jumping at this time is tantamount to death. Even if you don't die with your body and magic power, you will be disabled.
She was waiting for a time, a correct time. The undercurrents on the seabed also surged in a regular pattern. As long as she could seize the time, she would be able to board the raft she made alive.
"It's a pity that my cultivation is not enough. If I have the fifth level of Qi training, I can use the magic weapon to fly for a short time. Even if I don't have the magic weapon, I can also use the magic power to control the air for a moment." The woman murmured to herself.
In a blink of an eye, the pursuers are coming.
The woman looked back at Hualou's pursuers, then turned around and stared at the huge waves in front of her. She counted carefully until she heard the joyful and joking voice of the pursuers behind her: "I have caught up with you. I almost let you escape if I didn’t check for a moment.”
"Follow us back obediently, otherwise don't blame our brothers for being rude."
"There is a cliff behind you, do you still dare to jump off?"
"I advise you to give up on this idea. No early qi practitioner can survive from here unharmed." The chasing qi practitioner had a plan in mind and blocked the only way out by holding his shoulders.
They didn't seem to be in a hurry to take action, because the person in front of them had no way to escape.
"Hehuan Sect's lackeys, you are also pitiful things."
"But what does it have to do with me?"
"But if I become a ghost, I won't let you go either."
The woman cursed angrily, but immediately jumped up without hesitation. She had already waited for the time of her plan, but whether she could succeed or not, she could only leave it to God.
call out.
Plop!
…
Tu Shanjun felt as if his muscles and bones had been completely shattered. Pain filled his body and destroyed his soul. However, he had no other choice but to rely on the Yinhun Pill to slowly recover.
"Where have I been?" No matter how many questions he had, he was suppressed by such pain. He felt that this time it was not that there was a problem with his physical body, but that his body was damaged.
He tried hard to recall the last scene in his memory.
At that time, he used his magic domain to trap the thing. However, the thing easily shattered his magic domain, but did not escape the black thread. When he was about to drag it into the soul flag, a violent explosion occurred.
His body was seriously injured, and even the body soul flag closest to the thing had countless cracks.
At the same time, Taiyi Zhenjun spit out a mouthful of blood to ignite the damaged ancient lamp, and then controlled the boat to hit the ripples of the domain barrier. I think that at that time, he was about to reach the place originally chosen by Taiyi Zhenjun, so he was there. It's time to make a desperate move.
"It hurts me too!"
Tu Shanjun could no longer maintain his composure and spit out his fangs, struggling to get up with a ferocious look on his face.
However, for some unknown reason, his body recovered extremely slowly, unlike before, when he could recover quickly as long as the Yinhun Pill was enough.
"Where is the magic?!"
"Fellow Taoist, may you hear my call?"
Tu Shanjun lay helplessly in the Taoist temple and looked at the gray sky full of cracks. The big city at the foot of the mountain was also greatly affected, and most of the Yin gods stood there blankly.
I don’t know how long it took. Although Tushanjun still felt tired, he was not as weak as before. Now he was like an octogenarian, and he could only move his decayed body slowly.
Until one day, the world welcomes a light again.
Someone injected mana into the soul flag.
Although the weak mana was of no avail, it still surprised Tushanjun.
As long as you have magic power, you won't be trapped here.
However, the next prompt made Tushanjun stunned.