Updated: 2014-03-17

While Jia Ming was talking, there was already a little guy walking over with a plate, and along the way, someone took out the gold and put it on the plate, and then the little guy handed them a jade plate!

At this time, Jia Ming took out two hundred taels of gold and threw it into the plate, "This is my brother and I!"

The little guy still had a signboard-like smile, and handed over two jade plaques casually.

Wang An took a jade plate, which was actually No. 532.

Jia Ming said at this time: "Go in and listen to the song, at least ten taels of gold." The more positions, the higher the position. Hehe, it can accommodate 10,000 people at a time. But the average person is only a thousand. As for the seat, it can only be entered by a master of the martial sect level!"

Wang An was surprised, whether it was gold or silver, for ordinary martial artists, the martial artist level might still be a little useful, but it was useless for Wu Zong, this group of Fang Pavilion was obviously collecting money. So why, is it still being trained in a steady stream of new people, that is, it is already terrible to show now.

So how strong will his real strength be, is it a first-class force, or is it no less than the power of the Daqing Kingdom, it stands to reason that so many things are happening here, the Royal Academy will not know why he sent himself and others here.

This is worth pondering, and it seems that this time it is not calm.

Next, Jia Ming Wang An kept talking, astronomy and geography, and the scenery of various places.

Although Wang An has rarely been to other places, there are also descriptions in the essays of the Library Pavilion. This is not to be left behind.

"It's time, let's go inside!" said Jamin as the crowd left their seats.

Wang An also stood up and followed the crowd into the opera house.

As soon as he entered it, Wang An was a little in a daze, the restaurant building here is similar to the opera house on the earth, there are chairs everywhere, and there seems to be a second floor, where is the private room. What shocked Wang An the most was the layout on the performance stage, which looked like a fairyland.

Another servant came over and pointed Wang An and them to find a seat.

came to his place and sat down, and at this time someone appeared on the stage to report the curtain: "There is a Liniang below, please sing and play music!"

As soon as the words fell, the clouds dispersed, although it was still hazy, much better than before.

Scattering the clouds and mist, it is to see many musicians, Xun, Xuan, Zhu, pan flute, Konghou, Zheng, Guqin, Se, etc., one by one, a bell rings, the music plays, it is a cheerful music, as if people see the long blue sky, Bibi grassland, and at the same time a beautiful woman walked out.

"Long live Li Niang!" I don't know who shouted, and the sound of cheers suddenly shattered the sky.

At the same time Liniang began to sing.

As soon as the voice came out, the hall was silent, only a beautiful melody, and a moving song was wafting.

Let people involuntarily indulge in it, as if they have come to the perfect paradise, where the scenery is picturesque and fascinating.

No, the Jiupin Lingzhu shook Wang An and came to his senses.

It didn't sound right, it seemed to be a kind of ecstasy.

However, no matter how hard Wang An tried, he couldn't feel the ecstasy.

Such a powerful exercise, it has been transformed from a domineering way to a royal way, this exercise is too powerful.

However, Wang An, who came to his senses, will never fall into it again.

Reciting the Tao Te Ching silently in my heart, in the midst of this song, I began to comprehend the Tao Te Ching.

At the same time, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of Jia Ming's mouth beside Wang An.

It was Jia Ming who sensed that something was wrong, biting his tongue, and the severe pain was able to resist the temptation of the song.

At the same time, Manager Han, who was constantly patrolling, showed a surprised look in his eyes and glanced at Wang An and Jia Ming.

The singing is still the same, until it is a long time over, and another singer comes on the stage, and everyone is still a mystery.

Next, one singer after another appeared, and each song was different, either cheerful, sad, or shocking, etc.

Wang An was still motionless, contemplating that qiē.

Time flies too fast in this case. Most people just think that they have just entered the opera house, and the time is up, and many people are reluctant to give up, and their only thought is to continue to buy tickets to listen to the song after going out.

After the last song was sung, the guy who reported the curtain walked into the ring again: "Next, I will invite Liniang and them to come to the lottery, draw out the lucky audience, you can go up to the second floor and listen to Liu Xiaoqing's performance!"

Soon the crowd was boiling, constantly shouting their signs.

At the same time, those singers came on the stage one by one, and one person drew ten people, a full hundred lucky audiences!

"Below I announce the numbers of the lucky spectators, which are number one, number two...... 531, 532...... Please go up to the second floor for those who read the number. ”

As soon as the words fell, a small servant came over, invited those lucky viewers, and the eyebrows that got the lucky audience numbers were excited.

happily followed out.

At the same time, a small guy came to Wang Anjiaming: "Congratulations to the two of you for becoming lucky audiences, come with me!"

"No, I'm not feeling well, I'm not going!" Jia Ming said with a pale face.

Joking that the singing on the first floor can't stand it, isn't it looking for death on the second floor, and he didn't dare to go up to kill Jia Ming, he understood this group of Fang Pavilion, no wonder they didn't go out when they came in. Obviously, there is something strange about this group of Fang Pavilions.

The little guy still smiled as if he was hanging a signboard: "Since Mr. is unwell, it is naturally a matter of Qunfang Pavilion, I will notify the manager and send someone to treat Mr., this gentleman, come with me!"

As he spoke, the little guy gave a signal, Wang An stood up and followed the little guy away: "Brother Jia, I'll go first!"

At the same time, Manager Han came over with a few maids: "Quick, carry this gentleman to treatment!"

As the little guy walked up to the second floor, Wang An frowned, and the second floor was different, although there were no lights here, but the light was sufficient, and it was divided into many halls.

There are two maids guarding the doors of each hall.

"Sir, you are the Peony Hall! I can only send it here, Senior Sister, this gentleman will be handed over to you!"

"Gengsan, why have you always been like this, it seems that Mr. Han is too powerful!

"Wait!" a girl who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old walked up.

Although he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, he is also in the realm of blood training.

"The palace master said, this gentleman will entertain him!" said the little girl.

"It turned out to be Sister Mei Xiang, sir, you are so lucky, the palace master is a rare performance once a month, I didn't expect you to run into it!"

"Sir, come with me!" Mei Xiang said politely.

The movement is standardized, the standard is to the extreme, which is the result of hard training.

Wang An nodded and followed.

That's up to the third floor.

The third floor is different, not only magnificent, but also elegant and chic, there is only one room here, all pink. It gives the feeling of entering a boudoir.

A few little girls are constantly fiddling with tea and dishes.

There have been more than a dozen people sitting here for a long time, all of them are powerful and gorgeously dressed, at least they are all masters above the realm of practicing muscles, and there are even martial gods in the realm of pregnant gods.

Seeing Wang An come in, they all looked at it in surprise.

Sitting cross-legged on a short side, Wang An was unceremonious and ate the dishes.

At that moment, a crisp sound of footsteps sounded.

Then a beauty walked in, it doesn't look very beautiful, but the facial features are exquisite, this is not counted, the more you look at it, the more you feel attractive, and in the end I feel that this person can be fascinated. What kind of ecstasy technique is this, Wang An was shocked.

"Thank you brothers for cheering for the little girl!"

The woman sat down on the main seat, that is, her voice was crisp, and it gave people a feeling of innocence.

"Boy Linjiang, I have long heard that Miss Wenjun has unparalleled piano skills, so naturally I want to come and listen to it, otherwise it will not be in Yangzhou for nothing!" said a guy wearing a brocade robe and looking like he was perfect.

"The prince of Linjiang has won the award, and the little woman will be ugly!" Wen Jun said at this time.

While speaking, a maid had already brought a spirit soldier treasure qin, Wang An looked over, the glow was faint, and the Taoist flickering was actually a seven-turn spirit soldier-level qin.

At this time, Wen Jun Qianqian pointed at the jade, and with a flick, a crisp sound sounded, as if Jin Ge Iron Horse, bloody battles in the rivers and lakes, making people feel uplifted and enthusiastic, and it seemed that it was back to the beginning, killing one person in ten steps and not leaving a thousand miles away. One by one, their faces became strange.

Even Wang An almost fell into it, and only when he recited the Great Compassion Mantra did he feel better.

Seeing that these emotions have been mobilized, Wen Jun's piano sound changed, and it seemed that he had come to a fairyland, where there were fairies singing and dancing, and jade girls scattering flowers.

Then those jade fairies provoked a seductive dance, which was a dance that made people addicted to it, and the faces of the people here changed.

It seems to enter a situation of great joy.

Only Wang An felt the difference, at this moment, it seemed that a soul attack technique was emitted, and a trace of pale red light entered the soul space.

The soul space is all turned into a hint of reddish color.

At that moment, it seemed that there were countless celestial maidens tempting Wang An, extremely lewd and intoxicating.

However, these are still not enough for Wang An, and another method may have an impact on Wang An.

This is not good, Wang An's soul contains Wang Feng's memory, he has watched a lot of films about the island country, let these heavenly girls tempt him, Wang An also sees him as an island country film, at most these heavenly women are more beautiful, but compared to the real performance of the island country, it is still a lot worse.

Only Wang An closed his eyes and the old god was there, and even Wen Jun was shocked. At this moment, I didn't know if Wang An was bewitched or not, but the people next to him stood up and walked out of the hall one by one, and were taken away by the other maids.

Only Wang An was still there, motionless.

Wen Jun was furious, the sound of the piano changed, Wang An suddenly felt that the illusion had changed, it seemed that the elixir was all over the ground, and the cheats were everywhere, which was an enviable cheats pill, and there was even a magic weapon of the spirit war, which was extremely tempting, even Wang An was a little shaken, where was there a step to become an immortal. There is an innate holy weapon that is no less than that of Yuan Huangding.