"Ah~ slave family, please don't pull me, master, you are too fast! Ah~ slave family... slave family can't do it anymore!"
The sound was so wild and unbearable that it was hard to hear. It must have been in the middle of the fish, water, joy, turn, cloud, cover, and rain.
"I'm going to let you know who is the master here today!" A rough voice said, followed by the sound of whips.
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"Please forgive us, we truly love each other!"
"Let your bitch go! Go back with me and enter my Red Flower Garden and want to leave? There is no door!"
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When Mo Ran heard the voice, whether it was licentious or wronged, whether it was rough or gentle, it made her whole body feel uncomfortable. She once wondered if she had left the imperial mausoleum, or if she had directly
We’ve arrived at the brothel.=-=
"Uh...are we going on the right track?" Mo Ran asked cautiously.
The further we walked in, the louder the sounds became.
There were a lot of lustful moans, a lot of noisy gambling sounds, a lot of grievances and cries, it seemed that they were all available, as if you were in the human world instead of an imperial mausoleum.
Mu Qiyu frowned and remained silent for a long time before saying, "No, this must be the seventh level - the desire level!"
He is very sure of this.
The seventh floor of the imperial mausoleum is very lively, not because of anything else, but because the yin energy here is the heaviest and the ghosts are the most here. This place is comparable to the flower streets and willow lanes in the human world.
The desire layer, the reason why it is called the desire layer is because the soul here is the ghost here - indulge in sensuality! The desire layer, the layer of desire, lust and lust, the whole layer can be called the gentle land of men and the paradise of women. In
Here men | pleasure | women | love is a very common thing. Casinos are everywhere here and brothels are everywhere. Whether you want to make money or sweat profusely, there is everything here. Only you can’t think of it.
You can't get it!
The scene was chaotic, and even the air was filled with the smell of sin.
People have seven emotions and six desires, and the desire layer is one of the seven emotions: desire! It is desire, greedy desire; it is lust, the lust that wants to be satisfied; it is the desire for wealth, the desire to be rich and powerful, which creates this seventh layer, which creates
The corruption and disgust in the air! All humans have emotions and six desires, and ghosts also have them. However, human desires can be suppressed, and once the ghosts' desires are suppressed, it will have the consequences of destroying the world!
Therefore, a ghost never suppresses his desires. He will implement what he wants and will never be timid. Therefore, this seventh level is evident.
"Finally I know why the god-killer wanted a woman." Beiling frowned and looked at the misty ghosts not far away, then smiled, "It seems that all the dead women are here." He pointed.
A woman in red in the distance.
Everyone looked in the direction Beiling pointed with doubtful eyes.
ah?!
What did they see? Isn't that the high-flying Crown Princess Zhuang Yurao? Oh, what kind of posture is that? The high-flying Crown Princess is not only disheveled and messy, but she is also kneeling on the ground, holding a hand tightly.
The man's sleeves and mouth kept talking, as if he was begging for something.
The man impatiently took out a white porcelain bottle from his arms, pinched Zhuang Yurao's chin without mercy, and poured all the contents of the white bottle into Zhuang Yurao's mouth. The man flicked his sleeve angrily and strode forward.
left.
Looking at Zhuang Yurao again, just now he looked like he was begging for mercy. After swallowing the contents of the white bottle, his expression became extremely comfortable, and he seemed to be a little ecstatic.
She stood up unsteadily from the ground with her breasts half exposed, twisted her so-called snake demon, and stumbled into a brothel - Yingchun House.
"The more I look at it, the more I feel that the porcelain bottle is filled with white powder. Zhuang Yurao's appearance is no different from eating white powder." Mo Ran smacked his lips and looked at the scene with disdain.
Bei Ling glanced at Mu Qinan's face and found that his expression was the same as before, without any anger.
Tsk, tsk, men are so ruthless, and that is the wife he is marrying. I can’t bear to say that.
"White powder existed in ancient times? You have such a good imagination in the dyeing workshop that you can open a dyeing workshop." Beiling rolled her eyes at her.
"Ling'er, what ancient times? What white powder?" Mu Qiyu found it difficult to understand the conversation between the two of them.
Chapter completed!