Gao Wu's harem started from a brothel

Shabi.

With an indifferent expression, Zheng Yi stepped forward. His calves burst out with strength and he covered the short distance in the blink of an eye. He suddenly stretched out his arms, grabbed the heads of the two guards on his left and right with both hands, and threw them towards the middle.

"Boom."

Under the tremendous force, Chen Feng's head sank downwards. His originally slender neck disappeared abruptly, and even the tip of his nose sank in. There was still fear on his face that had not disappeared.

Zheng Yi raised his foot and kicked again, and Chen Feng fell to the ground. His skull shattered and exploded, and his brain mixed with blood soaked onto the bluestone slab.

"Weak."

"Whether it's martial arts or morality."

"what."

A belated female scream echoed throughout the venue.

Zheng Yi glanced back and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Benefactor, benefactor, please don't blame me."

Jiang Rou lay prone on the spot, her figure was excellent and extremely attractive.

It makes people full of desire to ravage.

Just such a beautiful sight.

Zheng Yi still turned around indifferently and disappeared into the shadows.

After practicing Chun Yang Jin for a day, he has already reached the state of a saint with no desires or requests.

If he wasn't feeling uneasy and depressed, which would hinder his progress, he wouldn't have bothered with this matter.

Cruelty, tyranny, and those who have nothing to do with themselves are just playthings, including women.

……

Seeing Zheng Yi's body sink into the shadows and disappear in a few turns, Jiang Rou felt empty inside.

After standing aside and thinking about it for a while, I suddenly thought of Qin Cheng.

He quickly turned around to help Qin Cheng up, grabbed his shoulders with both hands and dragged him up to lean against the wall, leaving a distance between them.

Normally, I have a good impression of him, and now in a sense, he has saved my life. Logically, I shouldn't be treated like this.

just.

First, Qin Cheng's blood, brain matter and soil were mixed together at this time, which looked really bad.

Second, the life-saving grace was not fully accomplished. If it weren’t for Zheng Yi who came from heaven, I’m afraid I would still have been unable to escape the disaster.

Jiang Rou looked at Qin Cheng's ordinary face and sighed softly.

Even if there were thousands of reasons, it was just that the handsome and masculine benefactor had left a deep impression in her heart.

Even though the means were a bit brutal, she was secretly unwilling to get too close to other men at this moment.

What's more, tyranny is rampant in this world. Those who eat people will spit out their bones.

"What a bad luck star."

Just as Jiang Rou was stunned, an old man came over from behind the wall. He couldn't be described as an immortal, but he was quite amiable. His worn Taoist robe was slightly stained with oil, making him look a little casual.

"Girl, just keep watching like this. If you continue, the little disciple prepared by the old man will be close to death." The old Taoist looked at the dazed Jiang Rou with some dissatisfaction.

He is a handsome guy, no wonder the city boy is so impulsive.

A man will risk his life for a beautiful woman. Young men will understand this, and the old Taoist's eyes also reveal a trace of nostalgia.

Jiang Rou came back to her senses and saw that the Taoist had a kind face. She immediately pleaded, "Qin Cheng is in danger. Please, Taoist, save him."

Hear the words.

"Here." The old Taoist stroked his beard, took out a black pill from his hand, and said calmly: "Give him this Huiyuan Pill to take, and then find a place to rest and he will recover from his injuries."

"Thank you, Taoist Priest. Thank you, Taoist Priest."

However, when Jiang Rou picked up the Huiyuan Pill, she found that Qin Cheng's teeth were clenched tightly and there was no water to take it with him. She didn't know how to feed him for a moment. She could only open her big innocent eyes and look at the Taoist priest quietly.

The two looked at each other.

a long time.

The old Taoist sighed, took the pill back, pinched it with two fingers, patted Qin Cheng's cheek lightly with his other hand, and when Qin Cheng opened his mouth, he used all his strength to send the Huiyuan Pill into Qin Cheng's stomach.

"Cheng boy, it's not that I won't help you, it's just that this girl is really not smart." The old Taoist looked at Jiang Rou's complicated expression and thought to himself: "It may be that she still doesn't think highly of you."

"Cough cough."

It might be because the medicine was so powerful, or it might be because Qin Cheng had a good physical condition, he woke up not long after taking the Huiyuan Pill.

"Master." Qin Cheng woke up and felt relieved when he saw the old Taoist. He quickly turned around and looked at Jiang Rou.

"Sister Rou, are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?"

The tone is urgent.

Jiang Rou forced a smile in response.

It just pulled the wound, which was somewhat ugly.

Seeing this scene, the old Taoist looked at Qin Cheng with a complicated expression.

……

Horizontal chop!

Vertical slash!

Burst of energy!

Hammer!

In the empty backyard, Zheng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his upper body muscles floating like tadpoles, but otherwise he was as quiet as a dead tree.

Even when Li Bao personally used various logs to attack him, he did not move at all.

"call……"

Naked upper body, the stick whistling.

The yellow-brown medicinal oil was constantly replaced, and Li Bao was playing with the log with great vigor.

Iron Shirt is essentially a static exercise, but the noise from the auxiliary exercises is a bit too loud.

"coming."

Zheng Yi concentrated his attention, and the posture between his legs became more stable. Densely packed blood vessels were revealed on his upper body, crisscrossing back and forth, and the blood and qi mist condensed.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft..."

The heart suddenly began to beat faster, like a water pump with crazy pressure, and blood flowed throughout the body like rivers and lakes flowing into the sea.

Cohesion.

Cohesion.

Cohesion.

Until there is nothing left to gather.

"boom!"

The compressed qi and blood gathered in the upper body spread out completely, madly washing Zheng Yi's upper torso.

Iron Shirt...

Little success!

But it is different from what is in the book.

The skin and flesh changed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint metallic glow emanated.

The bones and internal organs below...

Also with the trembling of qi and blood, the intensity began to increase.

After a long time, success was achieved.

"call."

Zheng Yi let out a long sigh.

I just felt an incomparable sense of security enveloping me.

Iron Shirt is a minor accomplishment.

Once stimulated, the body's strength increases dramatically.

"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Li."

Zheng Yi, who had asked the girls to help him wipe his sweat yesterday, hurriedly thanked Li Bao.

Those men who practiced the Yang-Boosting Technique were too fragile. Even though the Yang-Boosting Technique could increase some of their strength, it was too weak and could not provide them with much help.

In addition, as he was facing a breakthrough, he asked Li Bao for help.

"But I have a question, nephew." Zheng Yi felt the operation of the technique and said with some doubt: "Doesn't hard work directly enhance the strength of the body? Why do I feel that I need to use the technique to play a role?"

Li Bao glanced at him and said calmly: "Both internal and external skills use Qi and blood, so they must be activated by Qi and blood. Although external skills will be enhanced by beating the body during practice, they still mainly rely on Qi and blood to stimulate them."

"If a person maintains hard work all the time, his qi and blood will be exhausted sooner or later, not to mention..."

Li Bao paused and said, "If you like to indulge in rouge, if you are too hard, ordinary girls can't make you happy."

"The hard work needs to be stimulated... why is it so inconvenient?" Zheng Yi frowned.

"Why not?" Li Bao tilted his head and said casually, "When you are proficient enough, your body will instinctively start to move when you encounter hostility, so you don't have to worry about being ambushed."

It turned out to be the case.

Zheng Yi's eyes flickered and he fell into deep thought.

His Qi and blood were exhausted, so if he had Wang Sheng in his hand, this matter would definitely not happen. However, his body was too strong, and an ordinary girl could no longer make him happy, which was a big problem.

However, as his strength grows, he may not necessarily get involved with these ordinary people anymore.

Strength, is it such an inconvenient thing...

The more beautiful the place, the more charming the flowers will be.

That kind of beauty is what we seek in life.

Zheng Yi laughed softly.

Chapter 43: Dormant (Thanks to the 8 monthly tickets given by Xianyu boss under the night sky)

Tianxiang Tower.

evening.

Spring is in full swing. Since the temperature has recovered, other industries may have declined due to traveling merchants, but Tianxianglou will never do so.

First, the main commodities of Tianxianglou are not provided by traveling merchants.

Secondly, the style of Tianxiang Tower is inherently high, and its target audience is mainly wealthy families in Ziyang County.

Whether it is a disaster or a price increase, the lives of those powerful or wealthy people will not be affected. The most miserable people are the common people or some people with small assets.

For example, the price of Honglan River, which has a large volume of sales, has been falling again and again, but the business situation is becoming increasingly sluggish.

Zheng Yi stood in front of the gate, feeling the hustle and bustle of people coming and going. Only in this way could he feel a little bit of the meaning of life.

I have to say, his cock was really tired.

"Hey, Yige, are you thinking about life again?" Yaer's clear voice came from the side.

Looking back, he saw Yaer staring at Zheng Yi with a smile.

“Whether you live well or badly, life requires thinking.”

Zheng Yi said solemnly, his eyes empty. Even though Yaer's underwear was covered by the veil, huge and white, his eyes were not focused at all.

Yaer curled her lips, her big eyelashes fluttering, and said with a playful smile: "Come on, my dear brother. You always had this expression after you gave the girls in our building a group treatment."