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Volume 1 Chapter 156 The Second Generation

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    Hong Xiang opened his eyes, stared at the girl in front of him, and lost his voice: "Wan'er, why is it you?" "Wan'er?" the girl asked doubtfully. When Hong Xiang looked again, he was shocked to find that the other person's appearance had changed, and turned to look  Looking at the boss, he asked, "Was it Wan'er just now?" The boss shook his head and said, "Idiot." The wife smiled and said, "Whoever is in your heart will appear. When you see Feng Laiyi, you will know that this is a  Huan Zhen. There must be a reason why he brought you here. It's a pity that such a good young man can't do anything about feng shui. How can a young man be responsible for it?  I agree with you. If you have time tonight, let¡¯s go out for a drink.¡± The landlady said with a straight face, ¡°I don¡¯t want to hear it a second time.¡± After that, she pulled Hong Xiang into the door and slammed the door.  .  The boss was stunned, then became angry and shouted: "Second generation, don't be arrogant, I am the only man in the world who dares to chase you. We are all second generation, we have no choice." Boom!  The huge energy fluctuations gathered together and turned into a magical "…d" character above the boss's head. Every time the "…d" character rotates, it emits wonderful energy, connecting the entire yard, creating a breath of spring.  The boss's face changed slightly, and he ran away, shouting: "I will come again tomorrow. I will not give up!" Whoosh!  The boss ran faster than a rabbit and disappeared in an instant. It was precisely because he was fast that the spot was illuminated by the light of the "swastika" character. The void somewhere seemed to melt, and then became illusory under the integration of rules.  The proprietress opened the door, waited for the boss to escape, and hummed: "Don't run away if you can. I'll send you to the eighteenth level of hell." Hong Xiang in the back room didn't know that the woman in front of him was not the proprietress of the brothel at all, but the same as the boss.  A level existence, feeling that with that destructive power, he would probably be no match for a hundred of them. Looking at the face of the landlady, he smiled and said: "It's okay, I'll leave first." "Don't leave yet."  The landlady closed the door, stared at Hong Xiang, and said word by word, "What a pity." Hong Xiang was startled, and said with a bitter face: "Well I was forced. Although I don't object to the existence of this kind of place.  , but I will never try it myself. There are many out-of-school girls waiting for me to save them, so you don¡¯t have to misunderstand me, I am really a very upright person.¡±  , said: "Why, are you afraid of me?" Hong Xiang said awkwardly: "You are a peerless master, the kind of peerless master who can kill a lot of masters with one slap. I, a small Feng Shui master, have never offended you.  "Why don't you let me go. I promise to keep my distance from the boss until I die." Seeing Hong Xiang's heartbreaking words, the boss lady wanted to be a new person, and said with a sneer: "Don't worry, I won't kill you if you have the same virtue as him."  "Besides, there are probably no more than ten thousand people who want to kill you. It's not my turn to do it. Besides, the person who wants to kill you is more powerful than me." "What?" Hong Xiang asked curiously.  The landlady didn't want to say more, but pointed to the chair and said: "Sit down first, I have a few things to trouble you. Done. I can teach you some useful things, such as" After a pause, she  He poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Hong Xiang, and said with a smile, "For example, how to improve the spirit breath." Hong Xiang jumped up from the chair, held the landlady's delicate hand tightly, with tears in his eyes, and said excitedly: "I  I have been waiting for so many years, just for today, not to mention one thing, even a hundred things are fine. As long as I am promoted to the spiritual realm, I can stay away from women for three months." The landlady frowned and said unhappily:  "A good young man, why do you have so many bad habits? Let's be honest. I'm attracted to you." Hong Xiang was frightened, covering his chest, and his expression changed: "You're attracted to me? Don't do it. Talk to the boss.  There is no place for women to die. Besides, there is someone in my heart. I am not the kind of pretty guy who only likes to be taken care of. The look in my eyes shows that he is absolutely upright.¡±  , you are the one who is very likely to help me fulfill my wish. "Hong Xiang was relieved. Although the other party looks like a middle-aged lady, she is definitely older. She could be his grandmother. What's more important is that.  , he was sure that the other party's realm was far more than spiritual breath. There was a "swastika" character between her hands, the void vibrated, and everything was unified. Moreover, the unclear relationship between her and her boss was the most fatal.  Trying to steal a woman from your boss means firstly that you have no interest in it, but also that you don¡¯t have the courage.  Hong Xiang was afraid of death. He had never even touched a woman's little hand. He had not fulfilled his important responsibility of saving the world in the future. How could he die like this?  So he decided to be frank and lenient, and expressed his urgent desire to advance to the realm of spiritual breath.?Winning sympathy.  As everyone knows, the landlady was just kind after hearing this. She didn't care at all about the two brothers' touching brotherly relationship and asked, "Want to have a midnight snack?" Hong Xiang was so depressed that he wanted to die.  "I'm not hungry," Hong Xiang said helplessly.  The proprietress smiled, walked into the backyard kitchen and started working. After a while, the fragrance hit her, filling the tip of her nose and filling her whole mind. It was like she had entered a wonderful state. It was cold on the left and hot on the right. Two different extreme temperatures.  Such as the fusion of two energies, Yin and Yang.  Hong Xiang was surprised and began to explore the fusion of the two temperatures. A flash of inspiration came to him. If he realized something, he closed his eyes and truly felt the two heavens of ice and fire coming from the kitchen. Gradually, when the coldness and heat merged  , the sound of the kitchen stopped suddenly, and the proprietress came out with several plates of side dishes, and a pot of old wine - the famous wine on the market - Red Star Erguotou.  The craftsmanship is very high, and it has more heat than Mu Waner. This is the taste of mature women who have experienced years of precipitation. Hong Xiang ate the food quietly, looking at the landlady anxiously from time to time. It was strange that the landlady did not  Take action.  "It won't be poisonous, right?" Hong Xiang muttered.  "Yes." Hong Xiang's heart skipped a beat, and the landlady smiled and said: "Demon obstacles. The biggest poison is the demon obstacles in your heart. If it were ten years ago, I would consider accepting you as my disciple." "Master, please accept my bow!"  "Hong Xiang made a clang and knelt down directly. He gave up his face and lost his face. For the sake of revenge and the safety of Mu Waner and the others, plus the mysterious identity of the boss lady, it was worth it. With tears in his eyes, he was ready to narrate his sad life experience to the ladies.  I was slightly moved, maybe moved to a compassionate heart.  The proprietress turned sideways and sighed: "The time has passed." Hong Xiang smiled and said: "I failed CET-4. I never went to college. My English is not very good. But if you ask me to take the exam, I will definitely work hard and pass CET-4.  Bring glory to the country abroad. "In fact, I thought that it would be better to die if I really wanted to go to school.  The proprietress was dumbfounded by Hong Xiang's words. She helped him up and said seriously: "Hong Xiang, let me tell you the truth. In fact, in the entire Xijing City, except for one person, no one can be your master. I can't, that second  "Second generation pervert?" Hong Xiang said in surprise.  The landlady snorted: "That's the old immortal just now. He and I are both second-generation disciples, so we are collectively called the second generation. The person I'm talking about who can be your master is a pervert of the generation. He is the most famous figure in Xijing City.  But Qianxiu has not been around for many years, and I don¡¯t know if he is dead.¡± ¡°A generation of perverts?¡± Hong Xiang shuddered when he thought of his boss¡¯s usual hobbies, and said with a dry smile, ¡°I shouldn¡¯t be so eager to be a pervert.  Great words are not suitable for me. " "If you were asked to be the apprentice of a generation of perverts and become a god that everyone admires, would you be willing?" the landlady suddenly asked.  Hong Xiang said immediately without thinking, "Yes." But seeing the look on the landlady's face, he hurriedly defended, "I want to be a noble pervert." The landlady got up and came to the window, looked at the stars in the sky, and said quietly:  "Maybe this is God's will. Your personality is so similar to his back then." "Who?" Hong Xiang became more and more curious.  Tonight, he was ambushed by powerful masters, met several perverts of the Murong family, and then met two peerless masters who were hiding in the city. He felt that God was treating him well and saw an opportunity when he needed help the most.  "Go back. I'll tell you when I'm in the mood." The landlady gave the eviction order.  Hong Xiang said interestingly: "Thank you for the late-night snack." After walking out of the yard, Hong Xiang still had the strange expression on the landlady's mind when he left, and thought to himself: "Who does it look like? Am I not the only one?" He passed through a  The alley entered the coffee shop. It was already three o'clock in the morning, and the long street was deserted. Only the lights of the coffee shop illuminated the way home.  Before he entered the door, Hong Xiang heard the boss's cry like a killing pig: "Girl, don't touch my stuff, it's out of print Oh, I'll fight you!" Pushing the door open, Hong Xiang saw him.  Seeing the scene inside, he shook his head, sat down in front of Mu Waner, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I haven't brought you home so late." Mu Waner shook her head and showed a peaceful smile, as if she was waiting for her husband to return in the middle of the night.  His lovely wife did not complain at all.  Qi Fushui had nothing to do at night, so he found all the boss's treasures, cut them apart bit by bit, and pieced together the beautiful legs from one magazine into another magazine. Not to mention, with Qi Fushui's vision, he pieced together the human body  She was absolutely beautiful, even comparable to herself.  "Go home." Hong Xiang stood up and shouted.  Qi Huoshui cheered, trotted over, and hummed: "I'll settle the score with you when I go back, and let me and Wan'er go. We're tired of living." Hong Xiang laughed, said hello, and left.The boss breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the door with a resentful look, and said, "I owe you all in my previous life. My out-of-print collection, eh, there is another book" Holding the intact photo of Teacher Cang, the boss burst into tears.
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