All Heavens: Traveling At The Same Time, But The Clones Are All Women

Huanwan walked leisurely through Yang Gong's treasure house.

The treasure left by Yang Su is indeed well-deserved, and there are so many things in it.

In addition to the huge false treasury, there are also four spacious inner treasuries, three of which contain weapons and armor, and one of which contains treasures, mainly gold.

This was the escape path Yang Su had left for the Yang family.

If you have money and weapons, you can make a comeback sooner or later!

Huanwen took a glance and found that all the weapons here were in addition to fine steel blades, as well as thousands of strong bows and tens of thousands of arrows, all of which were extremely well maintained.

Other knives, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons.

The same number is tens of thousands, enough to assemble 30,000 elite soldiers.

In a large box inside, there are also hidden magical weapons that Yang Su had previously collected. Any one of them is also a rare treasure that martial arts practitioners dream of.

Huanwan is not very interested in these.

As long as it's not a magic weapon made of meteorite iron like [Jing Zhongyue], she thinks it's just ordinary - how can ordinary magic weapons from ancient times compete with modern craftsmanship?

Metal materials are not antiques.

There is no saying that the older it is, the more powerful it is.

"Ah, so much gold!"

They walked to the fourth inner treasury, and the boxes of gold bricks were dazzling. Shi Feixuan had never seen so much gold before, and even Huan Huan looked surprised.

Just when she was thinking about what to do with this batch of gold, her spiritual sense was vaguely touched, and Huanwan pulled Shi Feixuan to the end of a secret passage.

Black light spots appeared in her hands.

The stone wall as hard as iron was melted and swallowed bit by bit, revealing a large hole.

The two entered the big hole.

Not long after walking, I came to a magnificent secret room. The decoration style here was very different from before, and it looked like it was not Yang Gong's treasure house.

"Could this be the secret room that Senior Sister Huan asked Li Yuan to dig?"

"Not bad, well, someone is here..."

A strange light flashed in her eyes.

The auras of the two people were completely obscured.

Wisps of dim light were distorted, covering their figures.

Three figures passed in front of them.

Huanwan smiled strangely, and Shifeixuan's eyes widened in shock. If it weren't for Hanwen's signal, she would have screamed out in shock at this moment.

Why?

Why does that person appear here?

Walking in the middle was a nun with delicate features and beautiful eyes, wearing a gray robe. There was a layer of light green stubble on her bald head. Without the hair covering her face, her facial features looked even more beautiful.

She is a pretty nun in her thirties or forties.

But other than that, she didn't seem like anything special.

However, looking at Shi Feixuan's expression, Huan Huan immediately understood the identity of this nun without having to guess or have seen her before, and the aura of the "Cihang Sword Code" on her body was not concealed at all.

Although she had heard Eunuch Wei's secret report long ago, Huanwan still found it unbelievable.

This nun is the leader of Buddhism in the world and the leader in martial arts.

She is the contemporary owner of Cihang Jingzhai.

There is no one in the martial arts world who does not respect her with utmost respect.

Among the people of Cihang Jingzhai of the previous generation.

Except for Bi Xiuxin who married the evil king, this person is the most popular one.

If she didn't know her identity, she really had the aura of a superior person, but when she thought of her name, Hanhan felt like she smelled of canned herring with the smell of durian.

Fan Qinghui!

A decent character in Shuanglong of the Tang Dynasty.

The must-abuse villain in Double Dragons of the Tang Dynasty.

Huanwan had a strange look on her face, thinking that this old nun was having a good time.

Shi Feixuan murmured in a low voice: "Master, why is she here?"

"Who knows."

The sound of the two people talking in low voices was distorted by Huanhan into wisps of undetectable breeze, which did not arouse Fan Qinghui's alertness at all.

She was leading two young and beautiful Jingzhai disciples into the secret room in front.

On the dragon bed in the secret room, Li Yuan couldn't wait.

"Bring it to me quickly!"

Li Yuan is no longer the younger brother of Yue Ba Dao. He is now the king of a country, and will even be the king of the world in the future. He has already enjoyed a lot.

woman.

Beautiful woman.

All kinds of things, basically all enjoyed.

There are so many charming maids and concubines in the palace, but he prefers to have fun in this secret room, because here, he can enjoy things that are not available outside!

Only this blasphemous pleasure will make him even more majestic and brave!

The average woman is really tired of it.

Facing the concubines, he felt increasingly tired.

Even Concubine Yin De, who has profound charm skills, can hardly arouse his interest now.

The evaluation is not as good as the disciples of Jingzhai!

When Cihang Jingzhai's disciples practice the sword canon, their whole person will have a "immortal" charm, that kind of aloofness like gods and goddesses, which is so inviolable.

But the more this happens, the more men want to blaspheme!

"Your Majesty, be safe!"

Fan Qinghui and others' greetings brought Li Yuan's thoughts back.

He eagerly hugged the two Jingzhai disciples in his arms and moved his hands up and down. The latter did not refuse, but instead let out bursts of sweet laughter.

After a while, the three of them were half-dressed.

These two Jingzhai disciples have good looks, with faces like the full moon and black hair like ink.

Although far inferior to the master concubine Xuan, she is still the best choice. Her body is as delicate and fragrant as his concubines, and because of her status, she is even more exciting.

only……

"I'm still a little tired of it."

After playing plain for a while, Li Yuan sighed helplessly: "They are no different from ordinary girls. They are boring."

Fan Qinghui meditated beside me from the beginning, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures.

After hearing this, she opened her eyes: "What does the emperor want?"

"If it were Qinghui like you..."

Li Yuan looked at Fan Qinghui's bald appearance.

A fiery thought suddenly flashed through my mind, and my mouth suddenly became dry.

"That night with Qinghui twenty years ago is still fresh in my memory."

"Amitabha!"

Fan Qinghui said with a smile: "Those are all drunken sex. It is your bad fate, Your Majesty, and my fate as a poor nun. Your Majesty, please don't think about it anymore."

But the more she said it.

Li Yuan had to think more and more.

Fan Qinghui pondered for a moment: "Your Majesty, you might as well treat my two disciples as poor nuns!"

"But they are not you after all."

"They can be."

Fan Qinghui called the two disciples to go behind the screen: "Your Majesty, please wait a moment. They will soon look exactly like the poor nuns."

Li Yuan doesn't quite understand.

But when he heard the sound of changing clothes behind the screen, he immediately knew what Fan Qinghui meant.

My mood immediately became excited.

After a while, Fan Qinghui came out with two disciples.

The two little beauties behind her who had the status of [Jingzhai Disciples] disappeared, replaced by two bald little nuns dressed in silk robes.

Their treasures are solemn and their hands are slightly clasped together.

"Amitabha……"

Li Yuan came forward excitedly, with a strange smile on his face, and reached out to stroke the little nun's head, which was no longer smooth and long black hair.

Just a soft scalp.

A light layer of green stubble made his hands itch.

It also made his heart itch.

"I'm ashamed to say it, but I really..."

He said with emotion: "I heard that Master Fei Xuan is the most beautiful among the disciples of Jingzhai's generation. It's a pity that she went to Dazhou. Alas, I hope I can kiss Fangze one day."

Fan Qinghui whispered: "Your Majesty, you can't treat your concubine like that."

Li Yuan, who was busy with his busy schedule, was puzzled: "Why, Qinghui, do you still think about the relationship between master and disciple?"

Fan Qinghui closed her eyes: "In addition to the relationship between master and disciple, there is also the relationship between mother and daughter."

"?"

"She can be with any man, but not you, because you are her-"

"puff--!!"

A lusty sword pierced her heart from behind.

Fan Qinghui lowered her head with difficulty and recognized that it was the Se Kong Sword she had given to her beloved daughter.

"Concubine..."

Fan Qinghui's expression suddenly turned sad.

He didn't know what he was mumbling, he slowly lowered his head and died.

Shi Feixuan stood behind her.

There was silence for a long time.

She didn't pay attention to Li Yuan, who was frightened out of his mind. She just looked at the master, or mother, whom she killed quietly, and finally slowly knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

Tears burst out uncontrollably.

"What on earth is my life like?"

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Damn, I feel so perverted!