Vol 3 Chapter 3: The devil is crying

The wild boy is indeed very wild. He has booked five venues for five consecutive nights, but has made countless Yingying and Yanyan dance for five nights. The money is spilled out, but only to watch the girl dance. This style is really crazy. Extremely wild.
The unrestrained young man is indeed unrestrained, fighting for five consecutive nights, accompanied by five beauties every night, unexpectedly refreshed every morning, making countless people doubt whether his body is made of Xuan Tie.
On the sixth night, Xiao Lang and Qianxun were still wild and unrestrained.
The two of them walked into the sixth brothel again. Xiao Lang wanted to shout, "It's a reservation," but he was suddenly attracted by the conversations of several young boys. His half-drunk and half-awake eyes were at this moment. He also suddenly became sober, and his face became pale.
"Have you heard? The first beauty actually died for Xiao Lang!"
"Are you saying that there is a beautiful woman in the north, who is peerless and independent, looks at the city of Qingren, and then the Dongfang Hongdou of the country? Peerless beauty, it's a pity that she died!"
"The news is still confirmed, and it has spread all over the mainland. Alas...a beautiful beauty has fallen. It's a pity that I can't see the sky at first. It's a pity, a pity!"
The topics discussed by the three elder brothers attracted the attention of many guests in the building. This is the number one beauty in mainland China. Can you not pay attention?
The voices of the three sons were not too loud, but Xiao Lang's hearing was abnormal and could easily be heard clearly. Qianxun heard it too. His first glance was to look at Xiao Lang, and when he saw Xiao Lang's pale face, his heart shook, and he suddenly became extremely nervous. He knows his master very well, but he has "indirect mania". I went mad once in Tsing Yi Pavilion, and went mad once when Dugu Xing died. This time Dongfang Hongdou died, how furious would it be?
Xiao Lang did not go mad, nor did he go crazy, he just grudgingly laughed, and then spilled a large amount of money from his arms, and a voice without emotional fluctuations sounded in the hall: "I have covered all the expenses here today. I will pay ten. Double the price, charter for one night!"
The eyes of the old Bao in this building lit up instantly, and the eyes of countless girls in the building also lit up. Is this master finally here? They waited until they were eager to see through.
There were many guests in the hall. Most of the guests ate free drinks and food, and it was refreshing after a long time. They said a few words to Xiao Lang and left contentedly. However, there are a few brothers and sisters who obviously don't buy it. They don't need money. They just want to be happy when they come out to play. If you just leave, don't they lose face?
Old Bao smiled nicely, gave many promises and said a lot of good things, and finally persuaded a few sons to leave. In the end, the three sons who were talking about Dongfang Hongdou did not leave.
"Ten times the price? I can't afford it? I have wrapped this one today, and I will pay fifteen times the price!" A young man in brocade gave Xiao Lang a cold eye, and said in a strange tone.
Old Bao became a little confused, but Xiao Lang spoke again: "I'll pay fifty times the price!"
"you…"
That brother brother is a little withered, he can't afford to pay fifty times the price, but if this matter is passed on to the family, he will be jealous of money in the brothel, fearing that the family elders will reprimand him. It's just that since he was already on the bar, he was so wilted that he was a little bit embarrassed, and his face suddenly became embarrassed, but he still refused to leave.
Xiao Lang's patience seemed to be exhausted at this moment, and his face suddenly became stubborn. His eyes were blood-red and blood-red. He stared at the three young men, and shouted hysterically, "Go!"
"Kang Dang!"
The three princes were so frightened that they weakened and sat on the ground, their eyes became infinitely frightened. The strength of the three was good, and Xiao Lang didn't have any profound energy in his body, but just because of the momentum at the moment, the souls of the three were frightened. move.
The three of them looked at the hideous faces and the blood-red eyes, shuddering in the boundless murderous aura of Xiao Lang, they all trembled. Is this a person? Or the devil? How could it be so scary?
Old Bao and the countless women in the brothel in the hall were also terrified. Why is this person so scary? Doesn't make people feel like a person, but an extremely powerful and tyrannical profound beast? Or is it a humanoid demon?
The three princes slid away, walking hurriedly, with some vain steps. They looked back at Xiao Lang from time to time, as if they were afraid that he would become a profound beast and pounce on him.
Xiao Lang didn't look at them. After the three of them left, they walked straight to a couch by the window and lay on their backs. He closed his eyes and waved his hands: "Dance!"
The women glanced at each other, but didn't leave. Qianxun quickly gave Lao Bao a wink, and Lao Bao immediately greeted the girls to dance.
Qianxun didn't dare to persuade him, and knew that it was useless to say anything at the moment. He didn't ask the girl to accompany him. He sat alone on the other side and drank, and he looked at Xiao Lang from time to time, all of which was worried.
"Chihiro, take the girls to sleep, I'll be alone!"
After Xiao Lang closed his eyes for a long time, he suddenly waved his hand and listened to the sound of Gu Lesizhu without looking at Qianxun's eyes. Qianxun sighed helplessly and took the five women away.
"Keep jumping, when do I tell you to stop, you stop again!"
Xiao Lang picked up the wine glass and poured it down, then glanced at Yingying Yanyan lying on her back in the hall. Old Bao made a gesture to the girls and told them to continue jumping, but he didn't dare to go to Xiao Lang's side, for fear that he might offend the strange-tempered master.
The spirit of the city is very strong, and the music and dance here are much more developed than in other places. The women in this large brothel are more proficient in poetry and singing. The dance that jumps out is very sexy, showing the tenderness of women in their gestures. The flavor is far from comparable to other brothels.
In the ambiguous and dim candlelight, groups of women in thin clothes danced gracefully, revealing endless spring light from time to time, bringing a refreshing fragrance, beautiful days, beautiful wines, wine is not intoxicating and people are drunk!
however!
Such a beautiful dance, such a seductive woman, could not attract Xiao Lang's eyes at all. The women began to feel a little frightened, and slowly jumped into the better. Only when they got to the back they found that they seemed to be dancing into the air, and the young man didn't even look at them.
After a long while, Xiao Lang finally moved, and the women started to jump more vigorously. Thinking that Xiao Lang was attracted by their peerless dance and beauty, they secretly looked at Xiao Lang while dancing.
but--
They saw an unforgettable picture in their lives. Xiao Lang's face became distorted again, with blue veins bursting out of his face, and a tyrannical aura appeared on his body, and he turned into a profound beast and a human-shaped demon.
He suddenly began to cry silently, closed his eyes and shed tears, his body was trembling constantly, and his hands were constantly trembling. Tears flowed down the corner of his eyes, waded across his face, dripped from his chin, hit the bed below, and sprinkled plum blossoms.
The devil is crying?
Dozens of women in the brothel were stunned, feeling the sadness that Xiao Lang sent to their bones, the endless desolation and despair, which deeply shocked them. At this moment, they felt that the famous dude in Soul City was so helpless and so pathetic! There were a few women whose maternal brilliance had taken place, and they all wished to pick up Xiao Lang and soothe them severely, even if they didn't need money.
The man does not flick when he has tears, just because he has not reached the point of sadness!