Diary of the Villain: The Hostess is Broken

The maid of the blue dress gave a gift to Ling Ao Tian.

"Ling Gongzi, hello."

"My name is Juan'er, the person in charge of the night of the night building."

"The original poster, please go to the seventh floor, please follow me."

The original poster, ask me to go on the seventh floor?

Why?

Ling Aotian stunned.

He heard that no one can go up on the seventh floor.

"good."

Although I didn't know the reason, Ling Aotian stood up from the seat and followed Juaner.

Seeing this, everyone in the hall showed a surprise look.

You need to know.

The host of the night building, Lu Chuorou, is one of Xuecheng's three major beauties.

And rumors.

Lu Chuorou's realm is the same as Xue Cheng's most powerful Xue Chengzhu, and he is the same as Guiyuan realm!

Those who can be invited to the top floor of the seventh floor, so far, are only the master of Xue Cheng!

It was even a lot of effort in Xue Cheng's main cost to go up.

So who is Ling Gongzi?

Can it be invited by Lu Chuorou?

Everyone looked at Ling Aotian carefully.

He looks good, but his clothes are a bit soil.

A normal cheap black clothes, the natal precepts wearing look very inferior.

Judging from the spiritual atmosphere of his body, the realm of cultivation is only gathered.

Overall, he should not be a famous look or Zongmen child.

Can such people be invited by the original poster?

Almost everyone is not convinced.

A rough man stood out.

He was blocked in front of Ling Aotian and questioned:

"Boy, why invite you to the seventh floor?"

Ling Aotian did not answer, but looked at each other expressionlessly.

The rough and tough Chinese is not good, contempt:

"Boy! I think you have been in the gathered situation for a few years. Except for a good skin, what are you worth the attention of the original poster?!"

Ling Aotian's eyes were instantly cold.

He doesn't like this kind of people who look at people with dog eyes, and return coldly:

"How do you do it with you!"

The thick -haired man laughed: "Oh, Lao Tzu sees you unhappy."

Ling Aotian narrowed his eyes: "So?"

Rough -haired man clasped his ears with his thumb and despised:

"Don't say that Lao Tzu bullies you, and the same is together, you win Lao Tzu, let you go to the seventh floor, otherwise, you can climb out of the dark building from Lao Tzu."

Once this is out.

Make a laugh in the hall.

Ling Aotian laughed angrily: "Oh, why do I play with you? The reason?"

Rough -haired man impatiently said: "Where are so many nonsense?

After speaking, he attacked like a yellow and black earwax of his thumb to Ling Aotian.

Ling Aotian dodged in surprise.

The earwax group passed from the tip of his nose and shot in a small cricket mouth in the crowd.

vomit!!

Xiao Yan foamed on the spot, and everyone covered his mouth nauseous.

Ling Aotian immediately fired:

"court death!"

He suddenly burst into spiritual power, and the whole person rushed to the rough man.

Instantly.

He fisted with a punch, and his fist hit the face of a rough man.

The rough man had no resistance and was beaten on the spot.

After hitting the column, he turned his eyes and fainted.

"Oh, what kind of thing!"

Ling Aotian put away his fist coldly, and spit a sputum on his face on the ground.

As a result, he was not controlled and spit it on his blackened lips.

A trick .... The eyes of people around Ling Aotian have changed.

Both sides are gathered, and this son actually defeated the other party ?!

Even some monks on the second floor of Qihai Realm felt stressed in the face of Ling Aotian's punch!

At this time.

Someone recognized Ling Aotian and couldn't help exclaiming:

"I know! It's him, Ling Aotian!"

What?

Ling Aotian ??

The crowd suddenly realized, and then made a comment.

"He is the man who retired for Xue Qianjin last night?"

"He is the man who spit blood from Jiang Zongzheng?"

"Ah? Is it him? No wonder the original poster will invite him!"

"This son is so courageous!"

"This son is extraordinary!"

...

Now, all people no longer look at the light Ling Aotian.

He even thinks that he has great potential, and he will become a big device in the future!

"Ling Gongzi, you ..."

Juan'er looked at Ling Aotian in surprise.

She naturally knows Ling Aotian's deeds.

But I didn't see it with my own eyes, so I didn't feel much.

However, seeing his strength today, this was really shocked.

So amazing ...

No wonder the original poster will see him alone ...

Presumably, the host has known his potential ...

Silently, she looked at Ling Aotian's back, showing a strange look in her eyes.

Ling Aotian turned chic and faced with Juan Er Road:

"Girl Juan'er, let's go on the seventh floor, please bring the way."

After speaking, the evil charm smiled.

So handsome!

Juan'er's heartbeat instantly.

The evil eyes, this free and self -confidence, made her face start to fever, her head was even a little dizzy, and she couldn't help showing her idiots.

It feels ... curious ....

She quickly turned, covering her undulating breasts, and took a deep breath.

Then pretend to be calm towards the stairs.

It's just that she speaks and has become unnatural:

"Ling ... Ling Gongzi, please ... please follow me ..."

"good."

Ling Aotian laughed and followed up.

Soon, the two went up to the seventh floor.

There is only one room on the top floor of the seventh floor.

That's the host of the night, Lu Chuou's private residence.

Juan'er pushed open the door.

After Ling Aotian entered, Juan'er closed the door.

Before the door was closed, she glanced at the back of the door, shyly glanced at Ling Aotian's back, her face could not help but red again.

Even the standing position is so good ...

The spacious and elegant room is full of fragrance.

Ling Aotian looked up and looked around.

If you don't guess, the host should observe him secretly.

So you have to leave a good impression.

In front of him, there is a screen painted with a blue flower.

Behind the screen, the hot air, the floral fragrance, the sound of the flowing water, and the soft humming of the woman, making people listen to the mind.

Is this host ... bathing?

Ling Aotian's heart, inexplicably rising for a while.

She calls me alone now, is it implying me ...

By the way! She must have investigated me and knows my potential!

In this way, she is likely to see me!

Ling Aotian squinted his eyes slightly, and his mouth couldn't help rising.

He walked towards the screen when he was on the screen.

Sudden.

When you want to cross the screen to enter the bathroom.

Several invisible sound waves out of the screen.

After the sound waves, like a million stitches, after piercing Ling Aotian's ears, they began to abuse in their brains.

Almost a moment, Ling Aotian felt that the whole world was chaotic, caught in endless sharp buzzing.

"ah--!!"

He hugged his head in pain, kneeling on the ground, his face rose very red, his forehead rose, and his throat rose with a hoarse roar.

He felt his soul, and he was about to be torn away!

Gradually.

After the sound waves dissipated, he lay on the ground weakly.

At this moment, his clothes have been wet by cold sweat, breathing becomes heavy, his head feels rotating, and his soul shakes.

"Ling Aotian, right? You can carry the sound soul technique of his body. You have not coma, you are pretty good."

A soft mature woman sounded in Ling Aotian's ears.

He looked at dizziness and looked up hard.

The fiber and jade foot, the water droplets are flowing, and the beautiful blue long skirt, covering up and down, but the hollow is exposed to the sexy belly button.

Mo Yu -like hair, was stubborn into a noble woman, a crystal earlobe, with a blue jade earrings.

If the face is peach blossoms, the eyes are like flowing years, and the smile is safe, tender!

"What a nice view...."

Ling Aotian watched it directly.

If it is said that Xue Menghan is a clear beautiful Heilian.

So, the host of the dark night building, Lu Chou, is the peaches that are cooked and picked.

It is worthy of one of Xuecheng's three great beauty!

Lu Chuorou saw Ling Aotian looking at her in a daze, a little surprised in her heart.

This is the so -called ... actor?

The fixed force is a bit bad.