Minglong

Chapter 389 It still has to be a ghost!
Half an hour later, at the Marquis of Danyang's residence.

To celebrate the successful trip to Dragon Bone Beach, Zhao Ling specially obtained a jar of the best wine in the world from the national treasury as a celebratory drink. Other fine wines, such as Hero's Tears, were also provided in unlimited quantities. He even prepared a large pot of mushroom stewed with flying dragon for Coal Ball, which he placed in Coal Ball's exclusive toy house for Coal Ball to show off.

Everyone gathered in the lakeside banquet hall. Because the alcohol was strong enough to knock out Xian Deng, after a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became noticeably lively. Many of the girls lost their usual shyness and quietness, gradually displaying the vivacity and agility emboldened by the alcohol, and various cheers and jeers continued:

"Wow~ Fairy Nangong is so amazing..."

"Grandmaster, my chest is shaking..."

"Miss Mingji has such long legs..."

"Thank you, my love... Thank you, my love..."

……

Xie Jinhuan, as the only male model, is definitely working hard right now, playing a dance tune while holding a sanxian (a three-stringed plucked instrument).

Nangong Ye was skilled in music and zither, but she didn't usually have a stage to perform. After drinking a few cups to drown her sorrows, she let go of her fairy persona and performed Daqian electronic music under the lights. Her snow-white dress paired with the sparkling pipa created a striking contrast with her rock fairy persona.

Empress Guo was a talented young lady from a wealthy family who could sing and dance in her childhood. At the banquet, she did not put on airs. Because she was dressed in a Hu Ji costume with breasts bigger than her head, she was encouraged by Zisu to dance. She circled around Xie Jinhuan and performed a Hu dance full of exotic charm. Her gauze skirt spun lightly and the silver bells jingled. Her super long white legs under the skirt made a group of girls scream.

As a disciple, Bu Yuehua certainly couldn't let her master perform alone. At this moment, she put on a light blue dress and followed along. Although her movements were a little clumsy, the witch was naturally charming, and her every move and glance had a unique flavor.

Although Linghu Qingmo was raised by her master, this was probably the first time she had ever been in such a crazy situation with him. After a few drinks, she also started to learn the Hu dance with light steps. Dressed in white, she stood next to Nangong Ye and looked like a mature mother and a lively daughter.

Lin Zisu watched the commotion from the sidelines. Because her cultivation was low and she couldn't hold her liquor, after just one cup of "Number One Under Heaven," she was already turning into a crazy young lady. She noticed her master's hip thrusts revealing curves that Zisu envied, and, with audacity, patted her aunt's lower back:

"Auntie, Auntie, are you going up too? You have such a big butt, you can't just let Xie Lang see it all... Waaah..."

"Shhhh!"

Lin Wanyi remained seated to prevent the mischievous girl from drugging people, lifting skirts, or taking off clothes. She would blush and cover her mouth at the sound of such noises to avoid being laughed at.

Meanwhile, at the head of the table, the fair-skinned and beautiful Duoduo helped pour drinks while also observing the male models.

Zhao Ling, dressed in a gorgeous palace dress and wearing stockings and high heels, was already quite drunk and was shaking the dice with one hand.
"Big or small?"

Ye Yunchi initially tried to drown his sorrows in alcohol, just like Nangong Ye, and the result was the same: he was already a bit tipsy. Although he still maintained his refined and courteous demeanor, his drunken eyes were fixed on Xie Jinhuan.

"Small!"

"Open...the fourth, fifth, and sixth big ones."

"Ugh~ chug chug chug~"

……

Xie Jinhuan walked around playing music, looking at the room full of beautiful women, and finally understood the tyrant's happiness. If it were like this every day, he probably wouldn't leave the house for the rest of his life.

Ye Hongshang also circled around, recording the warm daily life at home, and sighed:

"It's a pity that Xiao Qixia isn't here, otherwise the scene would be even more lively."

Xie Jinhuan also missed it quite a bit, and whispered:
"Once we finish dealing with the affairs of the Northern Zhou, we should be able to get together."

"Ha~"

Ye Hongshang glanced at him briefly, then said:

"These younger sisters are all busy drinking and having fun, they don't even know how to serve you. Aren't you having enough fun? Do you want your big sister to reward you?"

Xie Jinhuan was having a great time, but he certainly wouldn't mind receiving more rewards from A Piao, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Then he discovered that the ghost had disappeared, and it seemed like something had appeared in his mind. After that, his body started to feel a little out of control.
Xie Jinhuan was taken aback, thinking to himself:

"Wife, you've come in?"

"You don't feel anything?"

"Huh? No...aren't you rewarding me?"

"Yes, let me touch you, but I don't have a body, so I'll borrow your hand for a bit."

As they were talking, Xie Jinhuan found himself inexplicably back at the table, sitting between the landlady and Nai Gua. He put down his sanxian, raised his right hand, and touched the source of his joy...

What the hell!

Xie Jinhuan couldn't even imagine how embarrassing it would be to secretly slap himself in front of ten beautiful girls, so he quickly said:

"No, no, no, I was wrong. This will ruin my reputation..."

"Call me Mother."

"what?"

Xie Jinhuan was speechless. Fortunately, the ghost was just joking and didn't actually touch him. Instead, it reached to its right side, took the landlady's hand, and placed it on...

?

When Zhao Ling saw Xie Jinhuan return, she leaned against him and started playing dice and drinking. She noticed that her left hand had been pulled under the small table. She blinked her almond-shaped eyes and glanced at the audacious bodyguard.

"Uh……"

Xie Jinhuan thought to himself that he hadn't done it on purpose, but he was afraid no one would believe him. So he braced himself and put a jujube in the landlady's mouth, pretending nothing had happened.

Zhao Ling narrowed her eyes slightly, but since she had already borrowed Aunt Nangong's car last time, she wasn't particularly shy. Seeing Xie Jinhuan looking for excitement, she slid her hand under her robe.

"cough……"

Xie Jinhuan sat up a bit straighter, glancing left and right, genuinely afraid of being discovered. But he soon realized that his left hand was also acting on its own, moving to Senior Sister Naigua's lap and secretly lifting her skirt...

?

Ye Yunchi's eyes were blurry with drunkenness; he was already a bit tipsy. Noticing the man's subtle movements beside him, he couldn't help but recall his experience on the ferry last time.

But that time it was traditional Chinese medicine, but now it's...

She's drunk now... Ye Yunchi was silent for a moment, then slightly nudged her hand. Seeing that the princess was urging her to bet on big or small, she ignored it and continued gambling with her wine.

Seeing that Nai Gua didn't dodge, Xie Jinhuan naturally went along with it, placing his hand on her leg. He then discovered that Nai Gua had come prepared this time, wearing stockings and a bow tie...

After Ye Hongshang finished guiding, he reappeared behind him, raising an eyebrow:

"Are you satisfied?"

"Ah."

"Want something a little more exciting?"

"what?!"

Xie Jinhuan was starting to feel hot-blooded. Although he was a little overwhelmed, he didn't think the scene could get any more exciting.

As it turns out, the ghost never disappoints!

Clang clang clang...

Inside the banquet hall, several young women imitated Empress Dowager Guo's movements, their figures swirling and dancing.

Bu Yuehua initially enjoyed herself, but as she danced, she felt a little dizzy, then lost her balance and stumbled, accidentally stepping on the hem of her white dress.

tearing~
Nangong Ye, holding a pipa and playing music, had actually forgotten his troubles under the influence of alcohol. He even twirled around with Qingmo, but halfway through, he suddenly felt his skirt tighten, and then the hem was torn open by inertia, revealing his long legs wearing stockings and a pair of bow-tie panties...

?

The banquet hall fell silent instantly.

Empress Dowager Guo and Linghu Qingmo turned around at the same time.

Zisu sobered up a bit, and Lin Wanyi also sat up straighter.

Then comes:
"Hahahaha~..."

"Wow~ Sect Leader Nangong's clothes under his skirt are so hot..."

"Those long, white legs..."

"Master, please don't be angry..."

"Witch!"

Nangong Ye could never believe that the demoness had accidentally stepped on and ruined her skirt. Faced with the ridicule of the whole room, he felt utterly humiliated. His face flushed red as he used his skirt to cover his private parts and then darted forward.

Bu Yuehua was somewhat innocent, but the flirtatious Taoist nun was embarrassing, so she still laughed and mocked her.

Upon realizing that Nangong Ye was charging towards her in a fit of rage, Bu Yuehua sensed something was wrong and turned to run.

"Hey? What are you doing?"

tear...

Nangong Ye's technique was extremely swift; he grabbed the light blue skirt and ripped it open, revealing her long, black-stockinged legs and half of her buttocks.

Seeing the two tearing each other's clothes and pulling each other's hair, Lin Zisu, not wanting to miss out on the fun, encouraged them:

"Grandmaster, Sect Leader Nangong tore up so many pieces, you can't let him suffer..."

Bu Yuehua didn't need to be reminded; she knew that revenge was inevitable. Seeing the slutty Taoist nun's lack of martial ethics, what did she have to fear from this witch? She immediately rushed over and grabbed her clothes.

Crackling...

Linghu Qingmo still cared about his master and tried to break up the fight, even telling Xie Jinhuan not to look at what was improper.

Turning around, he found Xie Jinhuan was quite honest, looking up at the ceiling, seemingly not peeking.

Seeing the two old rivals getting out of control and turning into a chaotic brawl, Lin Wanyi got up and ran over to try and pull them apart. However, perhaps because she had drunk too much, she lost her balance and stumbled, stepping directly on Qingmo's skirt, who was trying to break up the fight.

tear...

The banquet hall fell silent for a moment.

Linghu Qingmo felt a chill run down his spine, his face flushed red, and he turned to look at Lin Wanyi:

"what you do?!"

"Uh……"

Lin Wanyi shrank her neck:
"Would you believe me if I said I accidentally lost my balance?"

"What do you think?"

……

Nangong Ye had often been tormented by this master and disciple duo before, and was currently busy dealing with the demoness. Seeing Qingmo suffering a loss and not knowing how to fight back, he said with exasperation:
"If she tears you, then tear her! How can this look like an accident? Why aren't they stepping on Miss Mingji..."

Linghu Qingmo was initially a little embarrassed, but since his master had given the order, what was there to hesitate about? He immediately stepped forward to retaliate!
"Eh?"

Lin Wanyi didn't want to expose herself in public, so she turned and ran, using Zisu as a shield, and started playing tag. The spacious banquet hall was instantly thrown into chaos.
"I already said it was an accident..."

"Auntie, don't back down, keep tearing her clothes..."

"Witch, stop right there..."

"You're coming again? Be careful, or even the most naive girl will be exposed..."

"Tch~..."

……

Xie Jinhuan remained seated, watching the women suddenly begin tearing their clothes. His senses of sight, smell, touch, and hallucinations were being stimulated in every way, and he was almost going berserk...

(End of this chapter)