The man and the woman looked at the dead body on the stage, the woman's eyes flashed, and she was a little excited, "I like watching this kind of bloody scene the most." Then she was a little disappointed: "It's a pity that the head is cut off. Otherwise, it would be best to make a dead man like this one who died with hatred."

The man took one last look, retracted his gaze, and said indifferently, "Okay, the excitement is over, it's time to go."

But for a while, only a few people were left in the field to clean up the corpses. They carried the corpses one by one and dragged them to the mass graves outside the city.

The man who had been hiding for a long time not far from the Dharma field, wrapped tightly, was afraid of being recognized, and followed the corpse-pullers secretly.

………………

"Where do you want to go now? My husband will accompany you today." Yun Haochen asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Qingcheng knew that after he was with her today, he was about to leave. After thinking for a while, "Let's go to the Blue Mansion and see!"

Yun Haochen responded immediately, "Okay."

Qingcheng called: "Qingmu, you go to Lan Feng and take him to the Lan Mansion."

"Yes, Master." After Aoki finished speaking, he put Xiaobai next to Long Feiye, "Help me take care of Xiaobai."

Huh...the people have disappeared.

Long Feiye hugged Xiaobai happily, and even laughed a little slyly, "Xiaobai? Quickly ask Brother Julong to listen."

Xiaobai raised his eyes lazily, his head slowly raised, and his eyes were half-squinted with disgust. He just glanced at him lightly, and lowered his head again.

Long Feiye felt what it meant, "Are you looking down on your brother Long? Your brother Long is much prettier than your brother Aoki, rich, and considerate."

He boasted to himself, completely regardless of whether Xiaobai responded or not.

Along the way, Long Feiye was in a good mood, holding Xiaobai and chatting endlessly.

Feng Wu couldn't help saying from behind: "Master, he is not only coquettish, but also a chatter."

Qingcheng smiled but did not say a word, but Yun Haochen answered, "Return."

Long Feiye in front of him had sensitive ears, so he turned his head immediately, "What you said is wrong, this young master is called romantic and unrestrained, do you understand?"

Qingcheng replied indifferently, "Be careful of getting sick, don't you know? Being infected with too many different people can easily lead to flower willow disease, especially the prostitute women in the brothel. Even if they are not sick at first, they often hang around the men in the brothel, those who are in the brothel. Once a person is sick, it is also passed on to the woman who has an affair with him.

And even if some women are not infected, but in the long-term, they have relationships with many men, and their bodies will be prone to problems. If you continue to linger among the flowers, be careful that you will also be infected. "

Jun Ling proudly whispered to Ning Rong, "Miss, only you are my husband, and I only love you. Don't worry, keep yourself clean for your husband."

Ning Rong's face flushed slightly, and she sneered, "What are you talking about? The master is talking to Young Master Long. Why are you making a fool of yourself?"

Jun Ling hugged her and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid that you will be worried..."

Long Feiye didn't quite believe it, "Isn't it? My son is in good health and energetic!"

Qingcheng smiled and said, "Do you know why most of the women in the brothel are 'beautiful'? Why do many men who frequent the brothel die young? Why do many men with three wives and four concubines die early? Think about it for yourself, I Not much to say."

Long Feiye thought about what he had done before, and then thought about whether there would be any problems with him now?

Thinking of this, I was still a little worried. Reluctantly smiled and said, "I... luck shouldn't be that bad, right?"

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