Peng suddenly smiled brightly, his huge body looked down, and his face was almost in front of Chen Shi. His face was full of flattery: "My lord, what kind of wind brought you here? Which girl did my lord fall in love with today? Your lord."

, I helped you find some sisters, let’s enter their dreams and have fun with them!”

Peng Yu quickly said: "My lord, I know there is a newly opened tailor shop, the craftsmanship is very good——"

"Puff!"

Peng smashed it flat with one punch, and said with a smile: "My lord, don't listen to it, just let us live and drink together! Go and be happy!"

"Okay." Chen Shi smiled.

Peng was surprised and happy, and walked out with Chen Shi in his arms, fearing that he would regret it, and shouted: "Two brothers, hurry up and follow the master! You have had enough wine tonight, and I have slept well.

We also want to be like the uncle!"

Peng Ju Peng yelled and rushed into the Tianjie of Xiandu with Chen Shi surrounded.

Although it is now a doomsday scene, the Immortal City is still bustling with entertainment, entertainment, and entertainment.

The Three Corpse Gods took Chen Shi to have fun, wishing they could play all the fun things in Xiandu. Chen Shi followed them, having the same amount of fun and sex, but he seemed to be in a state of trance, and he went there with a desire-free mentality.

Looking at everything in Xiandu, the truth of Xiandu is immediately clear and vivid.

The Immortal City is a wonderful realm built by the thoughts of countless people and demons. Everyone’s Yuanchen Palace is their birth palace. The buildings on the streets are nothing more than paper sacrifices.

The beauties are just paper dolls.

The sensual and sensual dogs and horses reveal the truth in his state of constant desirelessness.

The large and small people on the street are demonic forms composed of desires, the self formed by human consciousness, and the condensed form of desires emanating from the souls of those people.

The stronger the desire, the stronger the Three Corpse Gods are, and they desire more.

Suddenly, Peng stopped and said, "It's strange, after I saw through these enchanting beauties, I actually thought they were vulgar. However, I suddenly lost interest in them."

Peng Dao: "I also think that the delicacies created by these ghosts and gods with cow heads and horse faces are nothing more than that and cannot be hidden from my eyes."

Peng Chu said: "Who can appreciate these clothes burned with paper?"

The three corpse gods looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes. The three corpse gods suddenly shouted,

As if he had seen a ghost, Peng Yu shouted: "Go to the underworld and complain! The Lord is going to lose control!"

The Three Corpse Gods left Chen Shi behind, flew into the air, and quickly disappeared.

Chen Shi chuckled lightly, his soul returned to his body, and said with a smile: "Little fairy, I'm sure!"

The little fairy still couldn't get into trance, and snorted: "All talk without practicing tricks! You talk to me like this,

Do you know that according to Dashang law, you will be burned to death?"

"Then I want to see it too!" Chen Shi clenched his fists.

The little fairy was so confused that she ignored Chen Shi and said, "Fairy, you need to understand first that there are always desires and there are always no desires, so that you won't be confused."

The little fairy's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and she thought to herself: "Is there some oracle bones that record torture in Dashang's Black Bird Heavenly Palace? I don't know where they are hidden, otherwise I can find them and give them a try!"

It would be difficult for Chen Shi to break through to the Three Corpses Realm in a short while, but he was not in a hurry.

Passing a village ahead, Chen Shi stopped the car and visited the village for a week.

"Is there no one?" Zhu Xiucai asked.

Chen Shi shook his head.

This is already the thirty-second village they have encountered along the way. Most of the villages are already empty.

Some villagers were buried in the mouths of ghosts and evil spirits, and some have moved to farther away cities.

In other villages, the villagers did not seem to have died at the mouths of ghosts, but were killed by humans. The wounds on the bodies were obviously caused by magic spells.

Along the way, they only saw living people in four villages. These four villages were guarded by monks to ensure temporary safety. However, these villagers did not know whether there were new mountains growing around them.

Black Pot compared the geographical map with the surrounding scenery and found nothing.

The underworld is so vast that looking for new mountains is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

At this time, he noticed a canoe docked by the small river in front of the village, and a sinister man with a horse face was guiding the souls of the dead in the village onto the boat.

Chen Shi ignored it and continued to move forward.

When the horse-faced man saw him, he felt slightly comfortable, took out a portrait, and compared it.
Chapter completed!