Suddenly, he saw a human head under the signboard of the Drunken Red Mansion, bloody.

Zhuo Yifan observed carefully, and with the help of the dazzling lights of the signboard, he confirmed it and found that the head belonged to He Qingfeng and was placed in an iron cage.

On the left side of He Qingfeng's head iron cage, there are two iron cages, there is nothing in them, but they are all pasted with black and white words on them.

"Zhuo Yifan!"

"Yang Yang Wu!"

Xi Yu'er actually put his name in the middle, and on both sides were the heads of the Bashan faction and the Shushan faction, two people who had already been killed.

Her intentions are obviously clear, that is, she wants to die in her hands like the heads of the two factions of Bashu, such an arrogant and domineering style, except for Xi Yu'er, there are really few people who dare to do this.

Grandma's, this woman's heart is really ruthless! When she sleeps with Lao Tzu, she works so hard that she does whatever she wants, and she doesn't recognize anyone when she puts on her skirt! She also cuts off Lao Tzu's head!

Zhuo Yifan was resentful of the drunken red mansion, and he was very unhappy in his heart.

He observed for a long time, and did not see any soldiers guarding or entering or leaving, just men with complexions coming and going.

Such an abnormal phenomenon is obviously not in line with common sense, judging from Xi Yu'er's scheming and ruthlessness, she will definitely let Liu Yishou send someone to enter in disguise to prevent her own surprise attack.

The more you are afraid of Lao Tzu going in, the more Lao Tzu wants to go in and see what tricks you are playing.

Zhuo Yifan thought secretly, then looked in the mirror, and suddenly looked like an old man, an old man in his fifties and sixties. He nodded with satisfaction, and decided to take a look at the drunken red mansion opposite.

He picked up the cane and walked slowly downstairs, and it took a long time to go down, and then walked towards the drunken red building opposite.

"Master, you are getting more and more energetic, please come inside!" several young and beautiful women at the door shouted to the guests who came to the Drunken Red Mansion.

And Zhuo Yifan was still walking slowly, although there was only a few dozen zhang distance to the opposite side, he walked for a long time before he walked slowly to the door of the drunken red mansion.

When he arrived at the door, he didn't look up to look at the three iron cages, because the other people who came in and out didn't deliberately look at them, as if they didn't see them.

He pretended to be indifferent, coughing twice and standing in front of several women.

The women did not greet them warmly as they did with other men, but carefully examined the strange old man in front of them.

Seeing their serious scrutiny, Zhuo Yifan became impatient, "What's the matter, I'm not welcome." ”

"Master, no, we see that you are so old, we are afraid that your body will not be able to bear it. A woman smiled, and reached out to touch a few handfuls on Zhuo Yifan's arm.

As soon as she came into contact, Zhuo Yifan could feel that this person's martial arts were not low, she was deliberately testing herself, obviously not a dusty woman from the Drunken Red Mansion, but a disciple of Miao Jianggu.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes flickered, and a sly look climbed up his face, and he took the opportunity to grab the woman's arm and keep rubbing it up.

Not only that, but he took the woman into his arms and put her hands up and down.

He smiled while touching: "Girl, you think too much, although the old man is old, but he is old and strong, I don't believe you try." ”

As he spoke, his whole body stirred again.

The woman was hugged tightly, and seeing Zhuo Yifan dressed up old and ugly, with a disgusting look on her face, she struggled hard, trying to break free from being taken advantage of.

However, no matter how she struggled, she couldn't break free of her embrace, not only that, but her whole body became more and more anxious, obviously aroused by Zhuo Yifan's emotions.

Zhuo Yifan still didn't stop, using his fingering with both strength and softness to make the woman tremble.

"Let it go...... Put...... Open me. The woman trembled, unable to utter a complete sentence.

And Zhuo Yifan still didn't stop, until he heard her irrepressible voice, and then suddenly stopped his hand.

The woman slumped, looking unwilling to leave Zhuo Yifan's arms, looking unfinished and stunned.

Zhuo Yifan knew that she had just lit her fire, and she would definitely die of discomfort at the moment, so she lay still like this.

"What, are you still afraid that my body is not good?" Zhuo Yifan smiled evilly.

"Awesome...... Terrible. The woman kept going out, still motionless.

"What, do you want to go in with me?" asked Zhuo Yifan with a smile.

Hearing this, the woman came to her senses, she was not a Qinglou woman, not only that, but she didn't have any experience in that area, how could she do that kind of thing?

She stood up quickly, looking embarrassed.

She looked at Zhuo Yifan complicatedly, although the old man in front of her was not good-looking and old, but Jiang was still old and spicy, and just now she really experienced a comfortable feeling that she had never experienced before.

"No...... No, you...... You're still looking for ...... Someone else. She looked like she had lost her soul, and she was clearly struggling inside.

"Well, such a wonderful thing, you are not blessed to enjoy it. With that, he walked in.

"Slow...... Slowly. The woman stopped talking.

"Are you really willing to go in with me?" Zhuo Yifan said in surprise.

"I ...... I ......," the woman slurred, "no...... No, I'm telling you to be careful. The woman eventually conquered her greed.

A wicked smile appeared on Zhuo Yifan's face again, and after squeezing his eyebrows at her, he raised his foot to go in.

Just then, a voice rang out, "Slow!"

Zhuo Yifan stopped abruptly, looked up to see who made the sound, only to find that it was another young woman at the door, obviously the woman's companion just now.

Zhuo Yifan found that this woman was also extremely beautiful, slender and tall, as for whether it was a woman from the Qinglou who was drunk in the Red Mansion or a female disciple of Miao Jianggu, he couldn't be sure.

He looked carefully and found that she revealed a touch of coldness, not like the usual vulgar powder, but there was a smell of wind and dust in the coldness, which was obviously a little different from the woman just now.

The woman who stopped him slowly stepped forward, circled around Zhuo Yifan twice, and said with a smile: "I saw that you are good just now, and your martial arts skills are definitely not low." ”

Zhuo Yifan was shocked, did he reveal a flaw?

But seeing her eyes full of evil, Zhuo Yifan pretended to be calm and said: "Girl, you're joking, I'm good at that kind of kung fu, I don't believe you can try it." ”

"What kind of kung fu?" the woman's wicked Chao Zhuo Yifan smiled.

Yo roar, I met an opponent today, and it's really rare to see a thick-skinned woman.

Being said by her undoubtedly aroused Zhuo Yifan's interest, so he also stepped forward and said, "That's it." ”

As he spoke, he pinched her slender legs.

As soon as he came into contact, Zhuo Yifan regretted it, wasn't he making himself uncomfortable? Such a wonderful feeling made his heart beat wildly.