Lu Jian followed the smell and flew away, quickly disappearing into this street.

The wind blew gently, and the catkins flew away, and the land gradually landed under an old willow tree.

In front of me is a river, which is very clear and flows slowly, called Fuhe.

A very luxurious building is located on the bank of the Fu River.

The building is five floors high, with two large lanterns hanging in front of the door, and a huge palace plaque with three words "Jiu Lu Hall".

"That woman came to the Pure Land. Is she the tea in the Pure Land?"

Lu Jian's eyes narrowed slightly.

On the first day he came to this city, he visited this place.

Although I haven't been in and enjoyed these days, I have also heard some chats from tea taskers, and there is no shortage of complacent and flattery in my words.

Lu Jian stopped for a while and then returned to the inn. He wanted to accumulate energy and wait quietly for the sun to set.

When the sun sets, the Pure Land Hall is open.

dusk.

Lu Jian covered his face with a mask of Zhu Bajie, and strode to the paradise. In the midst of laughter and bustling, he was pulled in by a woman in a black skirt.

The woman in black was not surprised why this guest was wearing a mask.

She has seen a lot.

If there are celebrities, they will inevitably be criticized when they come to such a place of elegance.

There are also some hypocrites and even fake monks who will cover up their appearance, and will not disguise themselves as well as wear masks.

Of course, people may also be ugly and ashamed to meet others.

When you enter the paradise, you will see that you will mostly be beauties with enchanting figures and half-covered gauze skirts.

These beauties, fat and thin, have beautiful appearance and sweet voices. No matter who likes the tea, you can choose ones that are satisfied.

Among those beauties, there were many warriors. Lu Jian discovered that among those warriors, there were seven or eight innate warriors.

"Young Master, do you want to drink a cup of tea or a pot of tea..."

A woman in black who pulled him in next to Lu Jian said with a smile.

"You are not the tea I like."

Lu Jian said lightly, but he didn't go to see the woman in black and mingled into the crowd.

"Young Master..."

The woman in black was stunned, then her face turned red and anger rose in her heart.

Although Lu Jian thought of lust, he did not reach the point of being hungry and eating.

Not really good tea, no desire to eat it.

What's more, his purpose here was not to taste tea.

However, after he left the woman in black, he was single, which aroused the interest of other women and came to ask for tea.

Lu Jian rejected the black tea, and of course he could not agree to other colorful teas.

"It's true that it's here, and the status is not low..."

Lu Jian escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, activated his magical powers, pursued the scent of the attacker, and walked into the fourth floor.

Finally stopped in front of a delicate room.

There seemed to be curling smoke rising in the room, and a cool woman's voice came from the smoke.

"The chrysanthemums are sad, the orchids are weeping in the dew. The silk curtain is cold, and the swallows fly away. The bright moon is not familiar with the pain of separation and hatred, and the slanting light passes through the red house at dawn."

A series of pleasant singing voices came into Lu Jian's ears. This woman who sang must be very sad at this moment.

Why is she worried?

I'm afraid that the person sent out has failed.

In an instant, Lu Jian's mind was like lightning, and all kinds of thoughts passed through his mind one by one.

The true energy of the Four Symbols flew out and cut open the door bolt, without causing much noise.

"I'm here to find you."

Lu Jian slowly walked in, staring at a large bathtub in front of him, and at a mature woman in the bathtub.

This woman is in her thirties, with a pretty face on her face and her eyes are full of spring. In addition to the spring, there is also a hint of coldness and radiance that makes people feel more and more intense impulse to conquer.

"Who are you?"

The woman who was still singing just now stopped singing and sat in the bathtub, with a proud look on her face, glanced at Lu Jian and said coldly.

She didn't seem to care about her body being exposed to others' eyes.

Even more, she twisted her delicate body slightly, not sure what it meant.

"You should know me..."

Lu Jian strangled the impulse in his heart, cracked the corners of his mouth, lifted up the mask, revealing an ugly face.

"Lu Jian!"

When the woman saw this ugly face, she suddenly changed drastically, and her whole body seemed to be ejected like a conditioned reflex.

"You really know me!"

Lu Jian's eyes flashed slightly, and he felt that the skin was too dazzling, as white as it was...

"In the portrait, I have seen you more than a hundred times!"

The woman gritted her teeth and her eyes became vicious.

"You hate me very much..."

Lu Jian suddenly sneered.

After using [Asura Great Potential] twice, his appearance was very different from before. This woman could still recognize him instantly, which shows that she kept paying attention to him at all times.

"You should give me an explanation."

Lu Jian's voice was cold and he said in a stern voice.

"In Baidi City, my daughter had a love affair with you for a long time, and a couple had a hundred days of gratitude for one night, but you killed her!"

The woman walked out of the bathtub, and a stream of water vapor appeared on her body. The water droplets on her skin evaporated one by one. After her body became dry, she put on a purple Taoist robe and tied her long hair.

In an instant, he became cold and unplayable.

This mature woman is Qingcheng Mountain, hosted by Su Ping in the Tiannv Temple!

"Su Mu!"

Lu Jian raised his eyebrows and finally realized that this woman was very similar to Su Mu.

At the beginning, Su Mu learned that Lu Jian had escaped from the White Emperor's tomb and tried to ask for benefits. He planted the Caiju true energy in Lu Jian's dantian, trying to plunder his true energy, so he was split in half by Lu Jian's anger.

Thinking about it now, he was chased by various masters, threatened and under great pressure, so he drew his sword in anger.

If Su Mu had accompanied him to sleep for a few more days, and said softly, and did not do any evil deeds, he would be happy and weak, and he might really give her some benefits.

"Where is Qiuyue?" Lu Jian said coldly.

"That dead girl? She is your lover? Don't worry, she is already dead...!"

Su Ping also said coldly.

"Very good! What's your name?"

Although Lu Jian had already guessed the answer, a raging fire could not help but rise in his heart.

"If you want to know my name, go and ask the King of Hell!"

Su Ping let out a cold voice, and a Taiyi whisk had already caught in her hand. She stepped forward and whipped hard!

This whisk is different from the ordinary Taoist magical instrument. The soft hair is made of mitril silver as thin as hair, and the handle is engraved with complex patterns of the divine beast totem.

This Taiyi whisk is a medium-grade weapon. During the sweep, each soft hair is shaped like a whip, spewing out the energy and flying to the dense acupoints of the human body.

Bang bang bang bang!

Amid the thunderous sound, the qi covering Lu Jian's body was shattered by the whisk energy.

During the sweep, there was a feeling of darkness in the sky and the earth, which hit Lu Jian's face.

Lu Jian's face was not moved. The four-syllable true energy was released with all his strength. He turned his hand into a claw and pulled out his sword. He slashed out with anger. He roared out like a god of thunder. He controlled lightning. He heard the continuous "popopo" sounds, and soft hairs were directly broken, floating in the air, flying like a dancing butterfly.

Su Ping's pupils suddenly shrank, showing a look of horror. She took a step back and walked through the window and was about to escape.

Lu Jian was not willing to let her leave. With a raised hand, two golden lightning bolts flew out at the same time!

The flying knife is as fast as the extreme lightning, and it is almost at its peak.

Li Xiao Flying Knife!
To be continued...