On the outskirts of the city, the Temple of the City God.
To be honest, Chuzheng really didn't see it, it was a temple.
The noise of weeds outside had almost hit the wall.
Only a vague outline could be seen.
Chuzheng was sitting on the city wall at this time, looking inside.
In the broken temple.
The man squatted in the middle, holding a sword in his hand, the blade was facing the throat of a man lying on the ground.
At some distance, Chuzheng couldn't see the expression of the man on the ground.
The fire in the ruined temple burned with a crackling sound.
The figures of the two were cast aside, shaking with the firelight.
Chuzheng: I think he is fine, where do you need help
[Miss, no matter what, you can't just look at the surface, you have to look at the essence through the surface. 】
Chuzheng: You mean to let me dissect him? This is… not so good.
【… 】No! I didn't mean that! The young lady still knows that it is not very good, and she can still save it.
Chuzheng: I haven't studied it seriously. If the anatomy is not good, it will affect my image.
【? ? ? 】
【! ! ! 】
I thought the lady could be rescued.
It's naive.
How on earth did she interpret the essence through the surface and interpret it into anatomy? !
The King was so angry that it exploded in place.
Just when Chuzheng and Wangzhehao were arguing about whether the essence was anatomy through the surface, a vision suddenly appeared in the broken temple.
The man lying on the ground suddenly threw a handful of powdered things towards the man.
The sword in the man's hand lost its measure and stabbed into the man's shoulder.
The people on the ground jumped up quickly, ignoring the injuries on their bodies, and attacked the man.
Perhaps the powder had an effect on the man, but he did not avoid it.
[Come on, Miss, what are you thinking about? 】 Now is not the time to wait! It's time for heroes to save beauty!
Chuzheng: Why do you think the good person card is so weak
A mature good person card must learn to save himself!
[Miss, a good person is not weak, what's the matter with you? need your help? It's normal for him to be weak! 】
Chuzheng: I can… make him miserable first, and then save him.
【… 】
Sorry to bother you.
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I don't know what the powder was, but the man was obviously defeated, and his body swayed more and more.
At this moment, outside the broken temple, two big men rushed in.
Seeing the situation in the ruined temple, without saying a word, he grabbed his weapon and surrounded the man.
After hitting three, the man was quickly kicked to the ground, motionless, probably passed out.
"Damn, this dead boy chased Lao Tzu in the middle of the night."
The big man who was first assassinated by the man in the ruined temple kicked the man with his feet and kept scolding.
"Okay, are you done?" Dahan No. 2.
"No, I was interrupted by this kid." Dahan No. 1 said, "I don't know where it came from. It almost broke in his hand just now."
"Kill him, hurry up and leave." Big Han No. 3, who was standing outside watching the wind, urged.
Dahan No. 1 stepped forward and turned the man over with his feet.
"It's a pity to kill this thin-skinned and tender flesh, so I took it out and sold it." Dahan No. 1 said viciously.
"This person looks like a wealthy family. It is better to have less than one thing. Don't cause trouble." Dahan No. 2 advised.
"Who let him meddle in his own business, he deserves it." Dahan No. 1 didn't listen: "He looks so handsome, wouldn't it be a waste to kill him and sell him to Qinghonglou."
The rest of the big men couldn't make any sense, and finally the big man, No. 1, picked up the man and took him away.
The man didn't completely faint.
He was held on the shoulders by the big man.
The abdomen was pressed against the shoulders of Big Han No. 1, which was very uncomfortable.
While swaying, I vaguely saw a person sitting on the top of the wall of the ruined temple.
The man was looking over here, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.
Walking out of the ruined temple, the man looked over there with some difficulty.
Empty walls, only swaying grass.
Where is the figure.
As if his eyes were dazzled.
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Chuzheng looked at the big men and sold the men into a house called Qinghonglouhualou.
This is the largest flower building in the imperial city, and both men and women accept it.
And buying and selling people, in this world, there are a lot of secret transactions, which is not a strange thing.
Chuzheng appeared in men's clothing, and entered it generously.
This Qinghong Building is different from the tacky decoration of other flower buildings. It is elegant everywhere, and the grade is instantly improved.
As soon as Chuzheng entered, a bunch of Yingying Yanyan came around.
The night is charming, and the girls in the flower building are even more charming... Xunning gave Chuzheng a headache.
There were only girls with bare arms and legs and male guests who came to have fun, but there was no sign of a man picking up the guests.
But in this era, such a thing is definitely impossible to put on the bright side.
Chuzheng found that it seemed a little difficult to find someone at this time.
Or... go back to sleep.
Anyway, a good person card should not die for a while.
[Miss, I asked you to save people just now, but you didn't save them, now it's alright! 】
Chuzheng: There were so many people just now.
The weak and helpless little poor can't beat them.
【… 】fart!
The king wanted to put these two on Chuzheng's face.
But he is a quality system and cannot do that.
Chuzheng also felt that he could not do this next time.
She should leave immediately next time, as if she didn't see anything.
What is a good person card
Is it important to have her sleep
Running out in the middle of the night to find some kind of good card!
The bastard is sick!
【… 】
[Main quest: Please spend 10,000 taels within one hour. 】Send a task to calm down.
Chuzheng: "… "
Chuzheng avoided those Yingying Yanyan and waved at the well-dressed old bustard.
The old bustard shook his fan, letting those Yingying and Yanyan spread out, and said with a flattering smile: "This son is looking at the face, this is the first time?"
Chuzheng didn't say anything and looked at her indifferently.
The old bustard laughed and said, "It's okay to come here for the first time. I'll be familiar with each other. What kind of girl does the son like, I'll arrange it for you."
"I don't like girls." Chu Zheng said.
The old bustard gave her a meaningful look: "It's easy to handle, not only the girls in our building are talented, but the little waiters are also excellent."
Some people are just fine with that.
In doing business, it is natural to be well-versed.
Therefore, it is not surprising that the prostitute sees a man looking for a man to have fun.
"Just the price..."
Chuzheng drew out a silver note.
The old bustard smiled even more to please: "Young Master, please go upstairs."
The prostitute took Chuzheng up to the third floor.
The third floor is quieter than the lower one, and there are still people guarding it.
The corridor is also hung with veil, and from below, only vague outlines can be seen.
"Sir, please come inside."
The prostitute brought Chuzheng into the room.
"I don't know what type your son likes?"
Chuzheng took a seat in his clothes, his movements were unrestrained and handsome, and he slapped a silver note on the table like a boss: "Bring them all to me to see."
"Okay, wait a moment."
Seeing Qian's eyes widen, the old man immediately asked someone to come over.
Men in cool clothes filed in.
Tall and handsome, feminine and charming, sunny and handsome... Various types, really everything.
Some of these men dared to look directly at her, and some reluctantly looked down at the ground.
"Young master, look at it." The old man pinched the one with his head down beside him: "Which one do you want? These are all excellent ones in our building..."
Chuzheng interrupted her: "Anything else?"
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Dahan No. 1: The director won't let him kill, there's no way, it's all for the plot.