Outside the window, an exaggerated car drove into Zhang Fan's field of vision.

The car is huge, in the middle of the street, taking up most of the space, made of unknown pink wood, covered with a bright red tent, and the four corners of the red candles are lit, and the candlelight is swaying, showing a different mood.

I don't know how to arrange it, but at first sight, there is a feeling that the tent is dim, even if it is like this during the day, it is not abrupt at all.

In the tent, a woman can be seen dimly, leaning on the bed, supporting her cheeks with one hand, caressing her chest with the other, and her jade feet are lightly tapped.

The beauty is currently sleeping, the red candle is dim, and the golden bell is ringing.

The car approached, and the golden bells in the four corners of the tent swayed in the wind, as if calling for something, and the smell of it was exciting.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's face suddenly sank.

This chariot is not pulled by mules and horses, and it is not a magic to float in the air, but purely by human power.

If it is pulled by manpower, it is fine, after all, there are many slender men and the like, but the way this car uses manpower is a bit outrageous, and it also attracted Zhang Fan's attention for the first time.

Under the cover of the light veil, dozens of men can be seen lying on the ground, using their limbs together, carrying the whole car forward.

At the passing place, the ground is like washing, and the marks of knees and elbows can be faintly seen.

When the car appeared, the reaction of the surrounding pedestrians was also quite strange, and the vast majority of immortal cultivators avoided it, and only a few of them showed obsession and stood still.

The reactions of mortals are also different, a few tend to avoid as if they have seen a ghost, and some women even show resentment, but they dare not speak in anger, but more than ninety percent of mortal men stopped, sluggish, excited, and eager The color can hardly be concealed, as if to welcome the queen, lined up on both sides of the street, for a front and rear position, and even scuffles will occur.

Among these mortal men, many of them felt familiar to Zhang Fan, who had seen them when they looked out of the window before, and now it seemed that they had been waiting here, wandering back and forth just for this moment.

Just when Zhang Fan was paying attention to the left and right, the car had gradually arrived outside the gate of the Bliss Palace.

At this moment, a crystal jade foot stretched out from the driver of the car and nodded lightly on the top of the head of the person leading the cart.

It's just such a small movement, but it seems to make the whole street boil.

The person who was pointed on the head by the jade foot understood, and his face showed a look of joy, and with a roar in his mouth, the car suddenly stopped, and it occupied the middle of the street.

At the same time, the sound of heavy breathing converged, and all the eyes around him gathered into the tent, and this gaze was so hot that it seemed to set the whole tent on fire.

As if responding to the heavy breath and the longing of the eyes, the laughter of silver bells came from the tent, wanton, debauched, and full of the true meaning of revelry.

Immediately, strips of pink gauze came out of the tent, like a spiritual snake, swept by, and several men standing in the front on both sides immediately disappeared into the tent.

Seeing this, the rest of the men on both sides showed envy and disappointment, and their mouths were wide open, and they waited with hunger and thirst.

The whole car suddenly shook violently, and the sound as if it was about to collapse made people on both sides of the street swallow saliva in unison.

After two or three breaths, a groan was heard to the extreme, and in an instant, several unclothed male figures were thrown out of the car.

The men who sent them out were very measured, they almost fell to the position where they were standing, and when they landed, they were so exhausted that they never really fell and injured them.

At this time, these men did not have time to care about the question of whether they were injured or not, and all of them showed a pleasant smile on their faces, slumped on the ground, and the saliva at the corners of their mouths overflowed without noticing, and the whole person looked as if he was immersed in the infinite pleasure of depravity, unable to extricate himself.

No one paid attention to their ugliness, and when these people flew out, they drove the Luo tent like a brocade being turned over by the waves, inadvertently revealing a touch of snow white and pink inside, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

When Zhang Fan was frowning and looking at several people and men on the ground, he suddenly felt that the table shook, as if there was an earthquake, and he looked up in amazement, but saw Huang Sheng holding the table with both hands, and the whole person leaned out of the window desperately, his toes were high, as if he could fall down at any time.

That's it, but the heartbeat is too exaggerated. Zhang Fan couldn't cry or laugh a little, no, that is, the physique of an immortal cultivator, if it was a mortal, his heart would beat like this, and he could directly stay in Yizhuang.

Zhang Fan was thinking about how to remind him, when he suddenly heard a soft smile in his ears, and when he looked back, it was the maids who were trembling and laughing.

"What's so funny. ”

Huang Sheng also came back when he heard the voice, and said softly with embarrassment.

"Yes, Childe"

The maids were not afraid, and answered without sincerity, and then their delicate bodies twitched slightly, as if they were enduring something.

Huang Sheng was speechless, coughed dryly, and said to Zhang Fan with a smile: "Brother Zhang, this ...... The younger brother was rude. ”

"What's the rudeness of knowing that you are lustful and have a young curtain?" Zhang Fan replied with a smile, and then said with a solemn expression: "Brother Huang, I want to warn you for my brother, I don't know if you would like to hear it?"

"Brother Zhang has something to say, and the younger brother listens to everything. ”

Huang Sheng responded, and couldn't help but turn his head to look outside.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan sighed secretly, thought about it and said: "Brother Huang, you can taste the women below, but this one is ......"

He pointed out the window and continued, "You'd better not covet it. ”

"That's all for my brother, Brother Huang, weigh it yourself!" After speaking, Zhang Fan didn't look at him anymore, raised his wine glass and drank it all.

This advice was indeed well-intentioned, but as for whether Huang Sheng listened to it or not, he couldn't care about it.

The effort of these two sentences, above the car downstairs, the situation is very different from before.

On the streets on both sides, the surging crowd was gone, but around the car, there were no less than a dozen layers of men around the car, all with straight eyes, scratching their ears and cheeks, and their clothes were half-undone, as if they were hot and dry.

The scene in the car did make the population dry and hot as a hot summer.

Every breath of effort, three or five men were thrown out of the car, and similarly, more men poured in.

Zhang Fan glanced at it, then looked away from the car, and turned to look at the messy man lying on the street.

Their situation is similar to what they saw on the first floor of the Bliss Palace, and there are no traces of replenishment, but there are still differences, which is also the reason why Zhang Fan warned Huang Sheng.

In the first man who was thrown, he noticed something wrong, and now it was confirmed by the demeanor of the rest of the people.

Although they were physically sound and did not lose the slightest, they were severely damaged mentally.

Just two or three breaths of joy seemed to leave an indelible mark on their bodies, just looking at their obviously weak bodies, looking at the car and still obsessed with their eyes, you know that for a long time after that, they are afraid that they will not be able to forget that feeling, so they think about it at night, come again, and fall deeper and deeper.

This effect of directly forming an imprint on the spirit is not a magic effect, but a memory of the human body itself when it swells to the limit.

Such a means is natural, using the human body's own memory and thirst for goodness, which is already close to the Tao.

A quarter of an hour passed, and within the car, the sound of [***] crashing was still unavoidable, and the tent flew as if it was rolled by the waves, and the waves roared, and for a while, it was like a giant beast devouring everything.

More than a hundred men, a quarter of an hour ago, were either vendors or passers-by, cultivators or laymen, but at this time, they were all like walking corpses, lying on their backs on the ground without any scruples, and their faces were full of aftertaste smiles, so that I don't know whether they should be pity or envy.

The whirlpool-like tent finally stopped swallowing, and suddenly contracted, and as the last man rolled down, the pink mist turned from scattered to condensed, and all collapsed inside, merging into the woman's body.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

A faint moan sounded, as if it was only then that she was satisfied.

The dust settled, and an uncovered meeting finally ended.

In the Bliss Palace, more than ten maids quickly stepped forward, the red carpet was spread on the floor, on both sides of the incense burner, and when they finished all this, the woman in the car looked lazy and tired, as if she was delicate and weak, and slowly walked across the red carpet and entered the palace with the support of the maids.

I don't know when, this woman has already put on her clothes, but this shirt adheres to the consistent style of the Elysium Palace, and it is better not to wear it solemnly!

The pink robe is transparent and clear, the bright red belly pocket is soft and close-fitting, and the breeze blows, soft and flying, which makes it look concave and convex, and the temptation is infinite.

It only took a moment to move the lotus step lightly, and after a short distance, countless pairs of eyes regained their focus, and the long sighs of regret almost converged into a torrent.

"Alas!"

Huang Sheng also sighed and sat back in his chair with a stunned expression.

"What, Brother Huang, do you want to be down there?" Zhang Fan quipped with a smile.

"I don't dare!" Huang Sheng smiled bitterly, then looked left and right, lowered his voice and said, "Big brother, I counted, three breaths!"

He stretched out three fingers and shook them, and said with a depressed face: "The longest one is only three breaths, and I can't bear it!"

Zhang Fan smiled and shook his head, but he didn't say much, whether it was for face or something else, as long as he didn't care.

After a while, the crowd downstairs gradually dispersed, which interpreted the scene of the word bliss, before it fell.

(To be continued)