"Little brother, don't thank you for your kindness!" In the eyes of the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, the spiritual fire is equivalent to his life, and returning the spiritual fire to himself is to save his own life.

For a while, the dramatic peak and loop turned, so that all the people present were stunned for a moment, what is going on, they were fighting to death just now, and now they are reconciled again.

Bai Xiaosheng felt that his eyes lit up, Huang Wuji's move was good to retreat, and it seemed that returning the white flame to the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building was an act of showing weakness, and in combination with the slap in the face just now, even a slightly smart person might not be able to see it. Bai Xiaosheng knew that when he went out of the horse, he took the first step, and there were dozens of ups and downs, and he appeared in front of the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building and said: "The chief steward, Gao Feng Liangjie, let me and other juniors admire and admire!"

Bai Xiaosheng came up with a few horses, which made the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, who was still a little uncomfortable, happy, of course Huang Wuji would not pat the horses, but just smiled slightly, which could be regarded as expressing his kindness. The chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building was obviously very familiar with Bai Xiaosheng, his face was pale, and he said solemnly: "Gongzi Song, what happened." Could it be that I didn't greet you well in the Drunken Immortal Building, and I made you angry!".

Don't look at the cultivation of the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, but there are two hundred years in the Drunken Immortal Building, and he is one of the old qualified stewards, and the outside world does not know, but they can easily hear from the mouths of some guests, the affairs of the Song family are also inadvertently learned from the mouth of an elder of the Daoxu Sect back then, since then, every time Bai Xiaosheng comes, the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building will be able to make friends, and the number of times they come and go, the two of them will be familiar with each other.

"Steward, you're not right. I kindly invited the imperial brother to come to the Drunken Immortal Building to relax, but the attitude of the Drunken Immortal Building" said and squinted at the steward Xiao who was standing in the crowd ten miles away, and Xiao Er, who was lying on the side and didn't know life and death, the chief steward of the drunken immortal building immediately understood, and also knew some of the situation in his own house, there must be something that offended Huang Wuji, and people would do it. Don't see Steward Xiao, this person is another person in charge, and he doesn't deal with himself, if it weren't for the reputation of Drunken Immortal Building, he wouldn't have saved him just now.

"Song Gongzi, it seems that it is really my Zuixianlou who is at fault first!" The chief steward of Zuixianlou is not a person who is grinding, and he is unwilling to entangle himself in this matter, so he said generously to Huang Wuji: "This son, I am sorry for today's matter, and I will definitely discipline him strictly." Today, all your expenses are counted in the old account, to the fourth floor, to the fourth floor!"

Bai Xiaosheng saw that the matter was solved, and said with a smile at Huang Wuji: "Brother Huang, I still want you to break the bank today, and now it seems that someone has paid the bill for you!" What kind of person is Huang Wuji, of course, he will not whisper and say thank you to the steward of a brothel, laughing without saying a word, and a royal nobility that is different from that of the children of the family comes out magnificently.

The chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, seeing Huang Wuji's temperament, was secretly surprised, this is not something that ordinary children of the family can have, how many years in the Drunken Immortal Building, when he encountered such a royal extravagant temperament, there are only a few people who have a lot of background, even if it is a Drunken Immortal Building, he may not be able to provoke one of them.

"Could it be that this little guy is the same as those people!" The more the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Mansion thought about it, the more likely it became, the expression on his face became more gentle, and he smiled. Steward Xiao saw that the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Mansion and Huang Wuji and the others were talking and laughing, and suddenly secretly said that it was not good, but as the steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, he couldn't run, so he had to go up hard, anyway, his reasons were sufficient, and the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building must not be able to do anything with himself.

The most important thing is that Steward Xiao has a backstage, and the other Drunken Immortal Mansion steward is his uncle. Zuixian Building, different from the general restaurant brothel, does not set up the position of shopkeeper, only two chief stewards, the following are stewards, each sharing the work of each floor. Xiao Ren's cultivation is not weak, but the Drunken Immortal Building can stand in Daoxu City for five thousand years without falling, and she has her own reasons, and it is very difficult to come in and be a steward.

Normally, Xiao Ren does not have this qualification at all. However, there is a good uncle, who is one of the big stewards of the Drunken Immortal Building, and the boss is not the biggest steward in the big steward, and it is a piece of cake to recruit one or two people, saying that he is his own nephew, and he is also a cronie, and it is convenient to use. Don't look at the drunken immortal building is just a restaurant brothel, when the struggle for power and profit in it is not under the sect at all, to become the chief steward of the drunken immortal building, they all came out of the conspiracy and tricks.

"The chief steward!" Steward Xiao came to the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building tremblingly, and he was very afraid of this person who was the same as his uncle.

"Hmph, you still have the face to come here, the reputation of the Drunken Immortal Building has been thrown into you, and that little second is thrown out directly. In the future, if something like this happens, don't do it as a steward, and prepare to roll up the bed and go home!" "The chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building doesn't want to tear his face with Steward Xiao's uncle for the time being, because his plan is not ready, and he wants to hit with one blow, so that the other side will never turn over.

"Yes, yes, got it!" Steward Xiao seemed to be the rest of his life, turned around to look at the other guards who rushed over, and pointed to the drunken immortal Lou Xiaoer who was lying on the ground and couldn't live and couldn't live and scolded: "What are you doing in a daze, I didn't hear the words of the chief steward, and if you don't throw this guy out of me, I have to do it myself!"

"Ah, yes, yes!" For a while, the surrounding guards came back to their senses, and hurriedly lifted Xiao Er up, regardless of life or death, and walked directly towards the gate of the Drunken Immortal Building, which seemed to be the words of the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building. Seeing that the matter was settled, the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building didn't care about the guards who were humming and chirping on the ground and had their legs broken by Huang Wuji, and said with a smile: "Two sons upstairs, please!"

"It's okay, I've always heard about how good the Drunken Immortal Building is, and I've always wanted to see it!" Huang Wuji praised the Drunken Immortal Building without being salty, and it could be regarded as an explanation for what happened just now.

"Childe's words, the fourth floor, go up to the fourth floor!" The chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Mansion seemed to be pulling a pi strip at this time, and he couldn't wait to drag Huang Wuji directly to the fifth floor. In his heart, Huang Wuji has been equated with some people, and belongs to the category that can only be stammered and cannot be offended.

Bai Xiaosheng saw the courteous appearance of the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, and secretly wondered in his heart: "What's wrong with this old guy today, he wasn't very enthusiastic about himself before." See, see something!" I thought about it again, and thought again: "Impossible, I can't even tell the origin of the person in Bai Xiaosheng, how can this old guy see it, impossible, impossible!"

Under the leadership of the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, he went up to the second floor in the flattering send-off of the steward Xiao. Coming to the second floor, Huang Wuji's eyes lit up, his eyes were like an ordinary brothel in Middle-earth, and a large living room in the middle was full of guests who were laughing with charming women, and from time to time guests stretched out their big hands to ravage the beautiful woman in their arms, laughed happily, and poured a glass of wine into their stomachs. Behind the hall is a small three-story pavilion with hundreds of single rooms, which seem to have been used for cave rooms.

Under the leadership of the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Building, he didn't stay on the second floor for long, and came directly to the third floor. There are many differences between the third and second floors. Just as the second floor is an ordinary brothel in Middle-earth, then the third floor is a high-class brothel frequented by the children of the princes and nobles of Middle-earth. Although you can't open the situation inside, you can hear singing and dancing, frolicking and noisy, and the sound of women panting and moaning, which makes people immersive.

It is only the second and third floors, Huang Wuji has long been commonplace, and the Secret Drunken Immortal Building is nothing strange, why is it so respected by Bai Xiaosheng.

On the third floor, go up the stairs to the fourth floor. The moment he entered the fourth floor, a unique yin desire qi rushed towards him, and there was a kind of indecency everywhere, and the whole body was soft, as if there were countless beautiful and delicate women moaning and moaning in their ears, and the beautiful breath was rushing towards him. Looking at it, Huang Wuji was secretly stunned, and it was gone in a blink of an eye, and the chief steward of the Drunken Immortal Mansion closest to him didn't notice it, and Bai Xiaosheng was already excited, and he couldn't wait to rush in immediately.

The fourth floor and the third floor, in Huang Wuji's eyes, were simply turned upside down, as if they had come to another world. Here, you can see the pavilions erected between the woods and flowers, the small bridges and flowing waters, the elegant bamboo houses attached to the streams, the farmhouse thatched houses on the edge of the farmland, the luxurious and gorgeous mansions built between the rockeries, and the wine shops by the mountains and rivers, and so on.

Looking around, you can see that a coquettish, or elegant, or neighborly, or coquettish, or hollow valley orchid, beautiful and refined, or red apricot out of the wall watery poplar wife, as long as you can think of it, you can see it on the fourth floor.

The closest thing to Huang Wuji is that they are dressed as peasant girls, working in the fields, while their eyes are full of charm, their slightly dark skin, and their wild and toned bodies are dazzling, and they can't help but feel a little angry.

The edge of the field is a farmhouse thatched house, while enjoying an ordinary peasant girl, you can enjoy a farmhouse, even if there is no Huang Wuji, who is used to seeing fireworks before being reborn, I have to admire the genius of the owner of the drunken fairy building, and even such a way can be thought of.

(End of chapter)