Chapter 283 Beauty Banquet

"Oh, let's talk about it? Ge Mang said excitedly. I'm so taller than him that I can't challenge him.

"Stupid, let him challenge you and it's over." Mo Wu rolled his eyes.

"Fuck you. If he challenges me, I still need to let you find a way, you son of a bitch!" He said in a rage.

"All right, you scold people. The Drunken Fairy Building is not enough. I have to add an extra meal. In addition, you have to work for me for a week!"

"It's indisputable, you're going to fall into the well." Ge Mang looked at each other angrily.

He waved his hand pitifully, "How come? I'm the poor child who was coerceed and lured. I'll give you three seconds to think about it."

"Say it, you're cruel!" He let go of his hand recklessly.

"It's very simple. In the name of your recklessness, you will issue a notice in the whole college that you are willing to fight with him with 20 layers of strength, and make an appointment to let him challenge you."

"Can this work?"

"Of course...no! You think they are stupid. You usually have to challenge the place. You have to give benefits. No matter whether you win or lose, as long as the other party is willing to fight, you have to give some blood!"

"Ah, you are really a little smart. No wonder the boss value you so much!"

"Get out of here, brother, this is great wisdom. As for what to give him, think about it yourself."

Mo Wu left the battle space with a smile.

What I think about is still the cold sword of the other party. It's too cold. In the face of the fatal blow of the deer, is the weakness of the spiritual curse killing array so fixed on the ghost snake?

He, a bystander, can feel it, but he is not completely sure.

It's too cold, like a super gambler who can gamble at any time.

Is it a gamble?

No, Wang Meng lay in ** and was self-examination. He found that the defect of the four-way spell was too late. He hesitated. In fact, when the ghost snake moved, he doubted, but he was not sure. He was worried that it was a trap and had to wait for the opponent's move to be completed.

If you change to a stronger opponent, you may not have a chance.

Wang Meng licked his lips. Fortunately, Mo Shan couldn't comment on his battle outside, otherwise he would not be scolded.

Wang Meng thought about it and fell asleep in a daze. In his sleep, he saw Meng Fu, who bombarded out the four-way spiritual spell. Suddenly, his face blurred and turned into Mo Shan, and then he was seconds...

When he woke up, Wang Meng said that there was no pressure at all. Although he had a small nightmare, this level had become an exercise.

Simply eat something, open the star ring, and accidentally find a message that came from the neighbor Yuyue.

Whether it's because of Lao Mo's influence or not, Wang Meng has always been gentle to beautiful women. It's hard for them to ignore things. Besides, the prestige given to him by his neighbor Yuyue is not bad.

Input the power, the information is activated, and the figure of the neighbor Yuyue emerges. Looking at the convex figure of the neighbor Yuyue, Wang Meng can't help but have bad reverie. Probably Zhang Xiaopang will love the function of the Death Star Ring. I don't know if I can send it when taking a shower...

Shit, where do you want to go?

"Wang Meng, we have something to ask you for help. It won't take you too long, and we will pay the corresponding remuneration. If possible, come to me."

After saying that, the image of the neighboring rain moon dissipated.

On the other side, Jiang Qingqing is with her neighbor Yuyue, "Sister Yue, is it really okay to say that? Will he refuse when a beautiful woman has an appointment?"

"This is the way I think is feasible. Don't be too confident. Wang Meng has a double cultivation partner in the church, the first beauty in the church." Neighbor Yuyue said.

"Really, isn't that more challenging, as long as Sister Yue doesn't argue with me." Jiang Qingqing said charmingly.

Neighbor Yuyue looked at Jiang Qingqing faintly, "I'm not interested in men!"

"Ah, sister, are you interested in girls? They don't mind sacrificing."

Jiang Qingqing suddenly looked at her neighbor Yuyue with soft eyes.

Miso... The sword was full of energy, and Jiang Qingqing flashed quickly, "Ha ha, my sister is kidding me. Wang Meng gave it to me. I don't believe that he can support our beautiful little world."

"Be careful, don't play with fire!"

"Sister, are you worried about me or him?"

Jiang Qingqing flashed with a smile.

The news of neighbor Yuyue is very good for Wang Meng's appetite. The other party has something to do, and the reward is very fair. It should be a task.

The star ring of the neighbor Yuyue flashed. It was Wang Meng. She didn't expect Wang Meng to agree so soon. Somehow, she was really a little awkward in her heart.

Hongyanmen is the largest sect of Hongyan Xiaoqianjie. It can be said to be the place where the magic cultivates the power of the tripod. Hongyan Xiaoqianjie attaches importance to the method of double cultivation, but it is not as evil as some magic practices in the four small thousand worlds. On the contrary, they have only one partner, .

It is not the desire of ** evil, but the ** of the soul.

Jiang Qingqing is also one of the most beautiful women in the world. Can Wang Meng resist it?

Lin Yuyue was suddenly stunned. It's none of her business. I just paid attention to him because of the origin of the previous generation.

Wang Meng really got a reply. It was about time and destination. It was mysterious and mysterious. He didn't know what to do. With Zhang Xiaopang's words, women are as unpredictable as marshmallows.

As soon as Wang Meng went out, he met Fan Hong, or Fan Hong was waiting for him.

"What, what's the matter?"

"It's okay. Are you going on a mission? Take me with you. I'm alone now. If you ignore me, I'll be like..."

"Fuck, don't pretend. I don't have the final say in this matter. If you want to go, you can go and have a look. As for whether they are willing or not, it depends on your luck."

Wang Meng said.

"Haha, I'm Fan Hong, who loves flowers to see flowers bloom,... by the way, am I going to see a girl?"

"What kind of nose are you!"

Wang Meng smiled bitterly.

Wang Meng took Fan Hong's light bulb to the agreed place. It was not his neighbor Yuyue who was waiting for him, but Jiang Qingqing.

"Huh, where's the neighbor Yuyue?" Wang Meng asked doubtfully.

Jiang Qingqing smiled and really didn't notice that she had sharp little tiger teeth, which was a little cute in the enchanting, which was really charming.

"What, can only Sister Yuyue work for you?"

Fan Hong was already demented, and his saliva had not flowed down 3,000 feet. In the past, there were only cicada crystals in his eyes. Probably he had not done anything other than burying his head in practice. Fan Hong thought that it was her confession, so he put them down. Suddenly, he found that there were many good things around him Have a good time.

Jiang Qingqing glanced at Fan Hong, "Who is this?"

"Fan Hong, Fahuamen, is a good buddy with Wang Meng. His is mine, and mine is still mine."

Wang Meng can't laugh or cry, but this buddy is also quite miserable. It's not easy to recover, and he can't bear to hit his enthusiasm.

"Wang Meng, our sisters of Hongyanmen have encountered a bottleneck in their practice recently. They need a more determined person to be our practice partner. Can you help us?" Jiang Qingqing said, her eyes were provocative.

"I, I'm the best at this. I'm firm-willed, a virgin, once in love experience, and it ended in failure. Now I'm back to be born, with no worries. This boy can't do it. He has a family. It's easy to play with fire if he is unstable."

Fan Hong immediately sold Wang Meng, which made Wang Meng laugh and cry. He was not so hungry and thirsty.

Jiang Qingqing looked at Wang Meng with a smile, "Really, our sisters in Beauty Gate are not very experienced, just find an experienced one."

This pun was full of infinite hints, which really choked Wang Meng, which made Fan Hong stunned.

"No, that's okay, buddy. You're lucky, and you're a beautiful woman." Fan Hong's face was full of admiration.

"Since you are a friend of Wang Meng, you can also try it together." Jiang Qingqing suddenly said.

Wang Meng was going to agree, but Fan Hong had agreed happily, and he could only agree. Jiang Qingqing practiced mental magic spells and magic practice. How could she be so easy to deal with? She always felt that there would be no good party.

After that, they were at ease. The two followed Jiang Qingqing to the front of rows of neat buildings.

Wang Meng and Fan Hong opened their mouths, "This is not your residence, is it?"

Jiang Qingqing nodded, "Wang Meng, in fact, if you want it, it's just a matter of one sentence."

Fan Hong secretly stabbed Wang Meng in the waist and whispered, "She seems to be ** you."

"Ah, why are you not serious again?"

"What do you mean? It's an attitude to have dementia when you see a beautiful woman!" Fan Hong glanced at Wang Meng with a look that you didn't understand the market.

%...% (I can't express Wang Meng's cowardly now.)

A relatively strong sect has prepared a better place for the disciples in Xiuzhen College, and the Beauty Gate is one of them.

"This piece is all from our Hongyanmen, the outside is the new disciples, and the inside is the senior sisters." Jiang Qingqing introduced it.

"Isn't this a country of incense?" Fan Hong opened his mouth with envy.

There are all female disciples in and out. They are beautiful, which is a little similar to the Feifeng Hall of the Holy Church, but it is a different feeling when you meet them in Xiuzhen College.

"Wang Meng, Fan Hong, this is it."

A hall in the courtyard is engraved with four large characters. The color is empty.

Wang Meng and Fan Hong looked at each other in consterance. This... is quite intentional.

"You two, please." Jiang Qingqing said.

Even if there is a sea of knives and fire inside, the two men have to break through.

As soon as the two entered the hall, they stepped into the darkness in an instant. This is the boundary!

There is a dead silence around. No matter where it is, the sound of wind, water, breathing, and potential sounds can actually make people settle down, but the real silence can penetrate a kind of panic, and Wang Meng is in an absolute dead silence.

Time suddenly became very slow, as if to stop. Can you hear your heart pounding? Wang Meng didn't know what Jiang Qingqing fell to the ground and wanted to play. Is this a precursor to mental attack?

I don't know how long it has been. In fact, in this kind of mental array, time is actually confusing.

In addition to the formation, Fan Hong has two swords on his neck and raises his hand innocently. Poor brother Wang Meng, you should take more responsibility alone. These days, beautiful women are equal to dangerous paintings.

Outside, you can see a corner of the hall, and each person holds a magic weapon to control the ecstasy array.