Chapter 505: Drunk

?Wow! Ouch!
　　
Two flashes of flash in the pan, mixed with two dragons, sounded, and a hole the size of a ping-pong ball appeared in the belly of "Qiu Zhenhui" in front of him, and "his" two infrared-like eyes were also at this time. Dim down.
　　
　　 "Boom...Congratulations on passing the second level..." The blue figure said with a dull face.
　　
　　 "Well, let's go to the third level quickly!" Qiu Zhenhui put the Qingxiao sword on his shoulders, the two dragon shadows behind him had disappeared, and the surroundings returned to darkness again.
　　
Snapped! Snapped!
　　
The blue figure slapped his palms blankly, and then, in front of Qiu Zhenhui, a woman also appeared, lowering her head and playing the zither in her hand, and the long sound of the piano came to his ears. Inside, as if facing the shimmering lake, the wisps of breeze gently stroked his face, making him intoxicated.
　　
　　 The singing was as clear as the spring water in the mountain, and then thunderous like the waterfall, Qiu Zhenhui's tight heart couldn't help but relax.
　　
　　噔...
　　
The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Qiu Zhenhui was still addicted to it, his eyes drifted, his body began to sway, and a look of enjoyment appeared on his face. The sword in his hand was trembling, but Qiu Zhenhui did not react at all. .
　　
　　 "My son, may I ask... how did the slave family play!" The woman suddenly raised her head, looked at Qiu Zhenhui with wintry eyes, and said diligently.
　　
　　 This woman is very beautiful, so beautiful that she doesn't belong to this world, as if she can fall under her skirt at any time by looking at her beautiful face.
　　
　　 I saw her slowly walking to Qiu Zhenhui's side, her hands wrapped around his neck, her breath was blue, her face was charming.
　　
　　 "My son, how are the slaves playing..." the woman said seductively.
　　
She saw her white and slender arms encircling Qiu Zhenhui's hands. She was dressed in ancient clothes with high forks. What was exposed was a long white, very tall leg, rubbing his thigh constantly, exhaling like a orchid. With her posture coupled with this beautiful face, no man can hold her.
　　
　　 "Very... very good!" Qiu Zhenhui said with a look of enjoyment.
　　
　　 "Then...what about the slaves?" The woman started to gently touch Qiu Zhenhui's chest along her neck with her left hand.
　　
　　 "Beautiful...beautiful..." Qiu Zhenhui still seemed to enjoy it.
　　
　　 "Then... let's get a slave house..." After speaking, the woman pressed her wonderful carcass tightly on Qiu Zhenhui's body, and said with a bewildered look.
　　
　　 "Ok...ok..." Qiu Zhenhui nodded and said, before undressing.
　　
"Hey... such a powerful person can't escape the disputes of the red dust after all. It seems that he is going to stop here..." The blue figure looked at Qiu Zhenhui, who was undressed, shook his head and sighed. .
　　
Although in the eyes of others, Qiu Zhenhui has a look of enjoyment, but he didn't think so. Because of the song just now, Qiu Zhenhui's consciousness has been trapped in the world of the song, and he can't get out at all. , I can only watch myself and undressing, but I can't make the slightest reaction.
　　
　　 "Could it be...my concentration is so bad? If concentration is so bad, how can I have the face to meet her!" Qiu Zhenhui's consciousness faced the sparkling lake in front of him and said with a dull expression.
　　
　　 Suddenly, a figure condensed on the lake. Although Qiu Zhenhui did not admit it, he had to admit that he missed it every day.
　　
　　 I saw the figure staring into Qiu Zhenhui's eyes, and suddenly laughed, clenching his fists with both hands to give him a cheering gesture.
　　
　　 "Come on! Xiao Huihui, I believe you! You must do it! In fact...I have always understood your intentions." The silhouette said a voice that sounded like a natural sound.
　　
　　 "Little Yiyi..." Qiu Zhenhui murmured.
　　
"Yeah! If I stop here, if my concentration is only this way, what ability do I have to protect her! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!" Qiu Zhenhui stood on the edge of the lake. He stomped his feet and kept roaring in his mouth.
　　
　　 "Wake me up! My consciousness!"
　　
　　 Boom!
　　
　　 Following Qiu Zhenhui's roar, his aura began to rise steadily, and the strength of the seventh layer of the Seven-Star Physique was completely exposed.
　　
boom!
　　
　　 Then, the scene in front of me shattered like glass at this moment.
　　
　　唰!
　　
　　 In reality, Qiu Zhenhui's eyes, who was still enjoying himself, gradually became clearer, and stopped undressing, and stared calmly at the charming eyes of the woman.
　　
　　 "My son, what's the matter? Don't you like the slave house?" The woman said with a pitiful face, staring with watery eyes.
　　
　　锵!
　　
　　 Qiu Zhenhui hadn't said a word, the Qingxiao sword in his hand trembled suddenly and violently, as if he realized that the master had recovered, and a azure sword light radiated from his body, covering the woman.
　　
　　 "Ah..." I only heard the woman scream, and then... there was no more.
　　
　　 Click!
　　
　　 The rays of light dissipated, and the woman turned into a bronze puppet lying motionless on the ground, her eyes dimmed like infrared rays.
　　
"How... maybe! He has clearly fallen into the red dust, why can he wake up? It's impossible!" The blue figure stared at the puppet lying on the ground and muttered. To say.
　　
　　 "You, a soul, don't understand the power here!" Qiu Zhenhui pointed to his chest and said with a chuckle.
　　
　　 "I understand, then the next step is the fourth level."
　　
Snapped!
　　
　　 Talking~EbookFREE.me~ The blue figure snapped its fingers, and a knife appeared in front of Qiu Zhenhui.
　　
　　唰!
　　
　　 Then, a formation appeared under his feet, emitting a black light.
　　
　　 Ga! Huh! Huh!
　　
　　 The puppet that was lying on the ground suddenly trembled violently. Then, it slowly stood up and knelt beside Qiu Zhenhui.
　　
　　唰! Huh! Huh!
　　
White rays of light wrapped around the puppet's body. After a while, the puppet suddenly became like a human being. When Qiu Zhenhui on the side saw the puppet's appearance, his pupils could not help but magnify several times. The body began to tremble.
　　
　　 The puppet turned his head slowly, staring at Qiu Zhenhui with a dull face.
　　
　　 "Fourth level! One to one, the test...begin!"