Red Heart Survey

"Hey, Sister Ling'er, what's wrong with you?"

The ambiguous red curtain was suddenly opened, and a plump beauty walked in. Although she was standing far away, her voice seemed to be rubbing against my ears.

She came with a scent, the aftertaste of which was the lingering feeling of a long spring dream. She had deep eyes and plump lips, a bun with a phoenix hairpin, and a mature and charming demeanor.

He was dressed extremely warmly, with a high-necked thick shirt that even covered his neck, not revealing any trace of skin color.

But the clothes were perhaps too tight, giving off a shaky look.

He trembled while walking, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

Xiang Ling'er, squatting in the corner, still had a pale face and had not yet gotten rid of the panic of being on the verge of death.

I have been escaping for a long time and traveled thousands of miles, but it seems that I have not escaped from that palm!

The moment the red curtain was opened, she had already grasped thousands of rays of light and almost stood up and flew away. Only after she saw clearly who was coming did she steady her still trembling body.

A petite ball, so pitiful.

With twin ponytails hanging down behind her, her eyes were wide open with innocence and tears in them, and her voice was also sweet—

"Old woman, don't call me sister."

"Then I'll leave?" Madam Zhirui, who had been doing business in Jingdi, kept smiling.

Everyone knows that the seven heavenly fragrances and eleven heart fragrances, a total of eighteen stunning beauties, are the core senior executives of the Three Fragrance Tower, and each has her own methods and extraordinary abilities.

But just like the veil on the courtesan's face, half-covered is the most seductive.

These eighteen core figures are all very secretive and are not willing to let the world see their beauty easily.

Currently, only Ye Lan'er, Xiang Ling'er and Mai Yue have appeared in public and are working hard for the development of the sect.

The management and practice of Sanfenxiang Tower are two systems, a bit like the relationship between Yun Kingdom and Lingxiao Pavilion.

Among the Eighteen Fragrances that hold high-level power within the sect, many of them have no apparent relationship with the Sanfenxiang Tower.

Just like Bian Qiang, the second Tianxiang, who has been staying in Muguo for many years and prohibiting the entry of Sanfenxiang Tower, she has been developing as an individual. Usually, when Sanfenxiang Tower is mentioned, people will be dismissive. Only the core senior management can know her identity.

Madam Zhirui of Jing State has also been a loner for a long time. Although Jing State also has Sanfenxiang Tower, which is developing very well, it has nothing to do with her.

The person who was in charge of the affairs of the Three-Point Fragrance Tower in Jingdi was Fengxiang Zhenren Zhimi. After Farrow's death, she was the only Fengxiang Zhenren in the tower.

Under them are incense bearers and incense attendants.

"Offering incense" and "fragrant beauty" are two different systems.

Those who worship incense naturally regard incense as the most respected.

Among the beauties of fragrant scents, the Seven Days Fragrance and the Eleven Heart Fragrances are the core.

Under this sudden and violent collision, Dinglingling——

The sound of bells. Different from the loud sound of banging against the wall, this sound seemed to be deep in the cochlea.

There was a faint sound of a small pink bell shaking in the void.

Invisible ripples spread rapidly from this center.

Madam Zhirui knew very well that once this ripple was truly released, it would be a scream that would shake the earth.

It is hard to say whether it is really as devastating as the rumors say, but the movement here cannot be concealed.

She didn't do anything to provoke the other party. She just smiled and looked down at him gently: "What are you doing, Sister Ling'er?"

Xiang Ling'er raised her head innocently and smiled sweetly: "I won't die alone."

"What nonsense are you talking about..." Madam Zhirui was bent over, which made her look even heavier. She stretched out her index finger, flicked her hair, slid it down her cheek, and finally lifted her chin: "Who is willing to let you die?"

Xiang Ling'er's pretty face was like a flower blooming on her finger. She blinked and tears rolled down her cheeks: "When Jiang Wangba grabbed my neck and hung me there, no one cared about me."

She sobbed, "I've been on the run for so long, and no one has come to pick me up."

"You are terribly afraid of him... terribly afraid of him! But you asked me to test him."

"I take a step forward, and you run away. I send out a signal, and you lose all contact."

She screamed frantically: "Am I not afraid of death?!"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Zhirui comforted gently: "That person just wanted you to tell him something, he didn't really want to kill you. You have returned to the organization, no one can do anything to you. Everyone is watching."

"Everyone is watching" These five words seemed to have a magical power that captivated people, even though there was no third person in the room, and theoretically there would be no audience in such a quiet room. Xiang Ling'er's tears disappeared instantly, and she blinked her eyes and smiled sweetly again.

"There must be a deep entanglement between Meiyue and Jiang Wang. This has been verified again and again." Xiang Ling'er slowly lifted her head out of the hole in the wall, and her body slid down the wall. "Only this time, Jiang Wang seemed to no longer hide the importance of Meiyue to him. He made it very clear to me."

She showed an expression of serious thinking: "Is it completely over, or has it never started? Or maybe Mei Yue didn't do a good job this time... Jiang Wang wants to prevent the owner of the building from causing trouble, and at the same time protect Mei Yue?"

"Then why not just take her away?" Zhirui thought.

Xiang Ling'er glanced at her and said, "You and Tang Rong are having a hot relationship, why doesn't he take you home?"

The children of Emperor Jing were all useless. Among them, the only two who were still good enough were the eldest son Tang Jin and the second son Tang Rong. They were named "Prince Jia" and "Prince Ning" respectively.

It's probably because he took advantage of being born early and had more resources than his younger brothers and sisters, and had more people to support him, so at least he had some strength and management.

There is a widely circulated saying in Jidu City - "Jin is not a good jade, and Tang Rong cannot tolerate it."

The general idea is that Tang Jin is incompetent and Tang Rong is narrow-minded.

Regardless of whether this is accurate.

Even though such words were allowed to spread and circulate in the capital of Jing State until everyone in the city knew about it, there was still no way to resolve the problem and it could not be saved.

This in itself is proof of incompetence.

It’s the incompetence of the two princes combined.

They have such a unique advantage, but they are unable to prevent the spread of bad reviews, and even use their own words and actions to annotate these comments!

Of course, the possibility of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger cannot be ruled out. But seeing that the four hooves have been tied up and the water has been boiled, and they are about to be slaughtered as pigs... This pretending is too long and too realistic.

Madam Zhirui was famous in the State of Jing. In the past few years, she even took Prince Ning Tang Rong as her mistress, and she was almost Tang Rong's semi-public mistress.

Unfortunately, not only Tang would not tolerate him, but Princess Ning would not tolerate him either.

Princess Ning was personally chosen by the Empire's eldest princess, Tang Wenxue, as her principal wife, and her position was not something that Tang Rong could shake.

Madam Zhirui could not enter Prince Ning's Mansion.

Xiang Ling'er's comparison is not only vivid, but also profound.

Madam Zhirui giggled but didn't take it seriously.

Xiang Ling'er continued, "Do I need to say more about the relationship between this Jiang Zhenjun and the new leader of Lingxiao Pavilion?"

"Forcing Yan Chun to change his route in Yuncheng is the clearest declaration. He has marked Lingxiao Secret Land as a restricted area that cannot be touched."

"But similarly, how could Luqiu Wenyue allow her grandson-in-law to get involved with others again?"

Her analysis made sense, but Madam Zhirui just looked at her carefully.

"Sister Ling'er..."

"Um?"

Madam Zhirui's five fingers slid along Xiang Ling'er's chin and slowly slid to her neck: "What does it feel like to be pinched by Master Jiang?"

Xiang Ling'er smiled and said, "Sister, why don't you go find him yourself... um!"

Madam Zhirui clenched her five fingers suddenly, pinching Xiang Ling'er's neck, silencing her voice, and lifted her head and slammed it against the wall again and again!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Use real strength and keep a constant speed.

Her plump lips were like exhaling smoke, and she kept repeating: "I love to smash the wall so much, I love to smash the wall so much..."

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The braid was loose, the forehead was cracked, and blood quickly spread and fell from the forehead like a rain curtain.

Xiang Ling'er giggled, and she finally laughed sincerely!

"We're all going to die. We're all going to die."

As she was being pinched and smashed against the wall, she laughed and spoke from her blood: "Are you scared too...Are you scared too?"

Knock knock knock.

Knock knock knock.

There was a full-length bronze mirror in the room. At this moment, in the mirror, there was a knock on the door.

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The two mad women became quiet.

They are beautiful, powerful, each with their own style and talents. When a corner of their emotions is occasionally revealed, they are like mad spirits imprisoned in beautiful dolls!

Madam Zhirui stopped, and Xiang Ling'er looked at the bronze mirror.

"Someone is knocking on the door." She asked, "Did you ask her to come?"

Madam Zhirui loosened her fingers and gently braided Xiang Ling'er's ponytail: "How is your practice of "Eternal Beauty" going? Can you still overcome the seven disasters?"

"The torment here is in words, which are inevitably frivolous - it's not good to say it." Xiang Ling'er wiped the blood on her forehead with her index finger, her eyes blurred, raised her index finger, and handed it to Madam Zhirui: "How about you try... my rouge?"

Green jade fingers and plump red lips.

Suck gently.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Calling me at a time like this, what's wrong with you——"

In the bronze mirror, a door was indeed pushed open, and a snow-white hand stretched out. The black armband seemed to imprison the desires of the human heart, and the hand waved with a little disdain, waving away the fragrance.

Bian Qiang's appearance then appeared in the mirror: "Do you want to be wiped out in one fell swoop?"

Xiang Ling'er sat in the corner, while Madam Zhirui half-knelt in front of her. She turned around and smiled at Bian Qiang: "Don't worry about our safety."

"I'm worried about myself!" Bian Qiang glanced at the two of them, slightly impatient: "What's the matter?"

"Hong Junyan is too dangerous. The previous plan is no longer feasible. I need to make more preparations." Madam Zhirui said directly: "You have to ask Huang Sheli to help you do something."

The reason why Bian Qiang has become so famous today, from the "Rose of the North" to a rising star in the political arena of the Pastoral Kingdom, is of course not only because of her beauty. It was after she joined the Canglang Arena that it secured its position as the number one arena in the grassland.

After the opening of the Grand Void Arena, she also responded positively. Not only was her business not affected, but she also made the Canglang brand famous in both the Grand Void Realm and the real world.

Taixu Illusion Realm allows all kinds of business cooperation, as long as the tax is paid in full. The tax amount is divided into two parts. One part is paid to Taixu Illusion Realm in Taixu currency, which is used for the construction of Taixu Illusion Realm. The other part is paid to the various forces that lay the Taixu Corner Tower, which is directly generated during the transaction process of Taixu Walkers.

This matter is directly monitored by Taoist Master Taixu, so there is nothing unexpected.

Nowadays, many practitioners who watch the games in Taixu Arena will not watch the commentary that is not from the [Canglang] department.

Some important matches were also hosted by the Canglang Arena emcees, among whom Bian Qiang was still the most popular one.

Huang Sheli's family has shares in the Canglang Arena, and the Taixu Arena was Huang Sheli's proposal... The interest relationship here is clearly visible, and Huang Geyuan has never hidden it.

Although she is lustful and does not look serious in the Wanhua Palace, her management ability is not comparable to those colleagues who only think about cultivation. Whether it is the construction of the Yellow-Faced Buddha's faith or the business of the fighting field, she is doing well.

And with Bian Qiang's appearance, plus this working relationship... her relationship with Huang Sheli is also obviously good.

"That's impossible." said Bian Qiang.

Madam Zhirui frowned: "I haven't told you what it is yet."

"I don't need to know what it is." Bian Qiang shook her head: "You are making a big mistake by targeting Huang Sheli. It's true that she likes beautiful women, but she will never let beauty affect her decision."

"She passed through a field of flowers without getting a single leaf on her. She was not some unfaithful man, she was truly happy and moved...but she always knew what was going on."

"I can become friends with her not because I am beautiful, but because I can bring her tangible benefits."

"It's just that I'm good-looking, so she can admire me and play with me, but she can never take me seriously."

"She and I are now in perfect harmony, and everything is going well for us."

"But if one day I affect the interests of Huanglong Mansion and touch upon her principles, she will smash my head without hesitation."

"I'm sure she'll cry for me."

At this point she smiled inexplicably: "But Huang Sheli is the kind of person who would kill a beautiful woman with tears."

"It sounds really sexy." Xiang Ling'er said with a smile.

There couldn't be a beauty in Jing State that Huang Sheli didn't know, unless she was not beautiful enough.

So Madam Zhirui was of course acquainted with Huang Sheli, but because of Tang Rong, they were not familiar with each other - the major military headquarters of Jing State kept their distance from the princes and kings.

But it was indeed the first time that she knew Huang Sheli from this perspective. In the past, this woman had only three labels in her eyes: "daddy's girl", "genius", and "lustful".

The situation is now extremely urgent. If we fail to deal with it properly, all the Three Fragrance Towers in the world will collapse. We must respond as soon as possible. Madam Zhirui frowned and said, "Ye Lan'er said that he would go to Yongguo in person..."

Bian Qiang paced in the mirror: "She wants to calm down this incident. The premise is that the host temporarily gives up the consequences and keeps silent again."

"I don't think it will work." Xiang Ling'er laughed in the corner, "We've made so many preparations, but to no avail. Is Luosha Mingyue willing to suffer this loss?"

"If you disrespect the owner of this building again, I will kill you." Madam Zhirui said coldly, "If you want to die, don't implicate me."

She asked again: "Do you know where the host is at this time?"

Blood flowed down Xiang Ling'er's face like earthworms. She laughed crazily, "How could we possibly know that?"

"Guess?" asked Madam Zhirui.

"It's possible that he went to kill Mei Yue, it's possible that he went to kill Yan Sheng." Bian Qiang said: "It's also possible... that he went to Bao Xue Feng."

"No matter what decision the host makes, life must go on. We still have to do our own thing." Madam Zhirui stood up: "If Huang Sheli doesn't work, then try someone else... How about Zhongshan Weisun?"

"That's a good idea." Bian Qiang smiled in the bronze mirror: "The trip to Du'e Peak made him stronger, but also planted a demon in his heart. He has reached the time to prove himself, but also the time of destruction."

She twirled her long hair with her fingers: "Meiyue fiddled with Longboji, and my sister took down Zhongshan Weisun. Isn't this a cause and effect?"

"I can't do it. Tang Rong is in the way." Madam Zhirui shook her head: "Xiang Ling'er can't do it either. Jiang Wang's temper in Mengdu has made her known to the whole world."

She and Xiang Ling'er both looked at Bian Qiang.

"Call someone else, I'm busy." Bian Qiang said calmly, "I've fulfilled my obligations, that's all—"

"Thirty years of longevity merit." Madam Zhirui said, "Help my sister overcome disasters and calamities."

Bian Qiang was still walking out, but she turned back and smiled sweetly: "I will be on a diplomatic mission to Jing State in half a month. I need to have an unexpected encounter with him."

"I'll arrange it." Madam Zhirui stretched out her hand and wiped the mirror, and it became empty. After a moment, her face and Xiang Ling'er's face were reflected.

One is young and the other is mature, one is pure and the other is charming, one has blood on his face and the other has exquisite makeup.

"Who do you think will die first among us?" Madam Zhirui asked in confusion, looking at the reflection in the bronze mirror.

It was not a lack of response. In the quiet room, there was Xiang Ling'er's innocent laughter.

But there was only laughter.

This world is bitter.

Some people have no childhood, and some people are killed in childhood.