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Chapter 118: The First Death Judge

Arthas sneered: "Your harem can only give to Ba Mei, Bing Mei, Ying Mei, but... can't you ask me? I saw a female ghost who barely caught my eye and wanted to be included in the harem. I have been with you for several months, but you turned a blind eye to me!"

Qin Ye was so angry that he gave in and bowed: "Okay... so respectful, Lord Aluo Shasa, who is so beautiful in China, are you willing to join the harem of the newly promoted King of Yama? He was equipped with a car and a nanny, and also gave a piece of five square kilometers of land as a shared property after marriage..."

"Get out." Before he finished speaking, Alsace spoke proudly. One of the wings of the paper crane pointed straight at the door.

By the way.

It's this FEEL, it's so cool~~

This script is right.

Qin Ye’s facial features were a little distorted: “By the way… since you don’t want to, why do you have to ask me about this?”

The paper crane lazily picked its wings with its mouth: "You don't understand, this is a woman's war."

Ho...woman...

"Excuse me." At this moment, a silver bell-like voice rang out: "Are you... a fool?"

The two of them turned their heads together, and the vagina had already awakened.

She was slightly blessed, shook the golden lotus gently, and slowly walked to Qin Ye with a comfortable smile on her face: "The little woman died in the Republic of China period. What era is it now?"

"Now it's..." Qin Ye was about to answer, but his face suddenly froze.

Like a machine, my head was looking down, and the indescribable part above the thigh and below the waist actually covered a hand!

A pale, silly hand.

Holding the grass...this...this opening remark...really...unexpectedly...

Yin Ling touched her hand and was stunned. Then she looked at Qin Ye, then looked at her hand, and then smiled sweetly: "It's really... I can't tell... I'm so expensive..."

"So, I have long smelled the charming smell of her body..." Arthas sneered quite prophetically.

Qin Ye pricked the needle and broke away from the female ghost's hand. It was not shy. For him, the word shy was too strange.

But cold...

It's really cold... Comrade Xiao Qin, who should have been aggressive at this time, was instantly shrunk into a ball by this ghost hand.

Why... Why are the men around me more handsome than the other ones, no matter how little puppy Xiao Wang or the stupid Comrade Lin Han... Why are there no normal women around me? It's either Alsace, whose tongue drags to the ground, or the Republic of China women who will freeze into popsicles if they want something to happen...

This, if I continue like this, I will be unable to control myself from opening another door...

A moment of silence appeared in the room.

The female ghost looked at her illusory hand playfully, as if she was feeling the warmth above, her eyes were as charming as silk, and her peach blossom eyes gently swept Qin Ye, and the autumn waves were secretly sent.

Qin Ye hasn't seen such an open woman for too long. He is hard and simple in the world, and he is trying hard to hide his sense of existence... In short, it is the first time to enjoy such a passionate but cold and icy encounter.

It's a little embarrassed...

For a moment, each person and a ghost looked at each other speechlessly.

"What...what should I do now?" he asked with a dry cough.

"Ask her the details." Arthas said lazily.

Just as they were talking, the female ghost suddenly raised her head and looked at the paper crane in disbelief. Then her whole body shook and she knelt down with a plop.

"The Heavenly Official is here, please forgive me for the ignorance of the little girl. I really don't know that there is another adult here. I would like to forgive me for the loss of composure just now."

Qin Yeri looked at the other person with a dog-like stare at him. What do you mean? So if I am so big, you can tease me at will?

I warn you not to be a cadre when you are a detainee!

"Yeah." Arthas responded casually, waved his wings at Qin Ye, and the meaning was obvious: Go and ask? Are you waiting for me to ask in person? Can the village chief be a little conscious of the village chief?

I endured it... Qin Ye took a deep breath, took two steps forward, coughed lightly, clasped his fists and said, "This lady..."

"I'm a damn girl!" Arthas flew up and said with a wing, "Ha... man, get out of here!"

Qin Ye rolled over quickly.

It’s not his fault... The people born under the Red Flag and raised in Xinhua Kingdom... We need to talk about quality, right? This is purely the natural reaction of the great magician when he saw the top beauty...

Arthas's small figure flew in the air, but the female ghost opposite him shivered and didn't dare to raise her head. A few seconds later, Arthas asked condescendingly: "You seem to have seen other evil deeds. That's fine, I don't have to worry about you anymore, just explain it yourself."

"Yes... the little girl's name is Su Dongxue. She was born in November 1930. Before her death..." She bit her lip gently, and I felt sorry for her: "It's the singer of the brothel..."

"Tell me clearly." Arthas said impatiently: "What brothel? Is it a Qingyin, a tea room, or a lower place? a small lower place? or..."

She smiled comfortably and glanced at Qin Ye: "Secret Door?"

Su Dongxue's head blew lowered, hesitated for a few seconds before answering softly: "...below."

Arthas faced Qin Ye in a posture of "Do you understand?", and his whole body was filled with a sense of the noblest taste of this palace.

"...What is this?" Qin Ye asked without disappointment.

Alsace said gracefully: "Branch houses are not the same as brothels. First-class brothels are called Qingyin Xiaoban, which are just selling their arts but not selling their bodies. They are all courtyards or small foreign buildings that have been carefully decorated and are comparable to wealthy families and powerful people."

"The second-class people are a little inferior, but the grade is quite high, and they are called teahouses. Most of them do not sell themselves. The third-class people are called the lower place, which is a little simpler than the teahouse. When you get here..." She said meaningfully: "That's the one who can't help it...what's wrong with you?"

Qin Ye covered his heart with pain on his face: "It's okay...you keep..."

Su Dongxue's appearance is a goddess-level figure in the entertainment industry, or a pure natural one. It's fake without imagination, but now he tells him that the goddess has long had a pair of jade arms, a pillow for thousands of people, and a little red lips, and a thousand people tasted it...

It's so heartbroken!

Haha... Play with me? Alsace glanced at Qin Ye. Just a great magician like you, I would know how to deal with it. As time goes by, there are many beauties in the underworld than in the world. As the future Yama, if you can't control your belt...

Many years later, Qin Ye sat on the throne of King Yama, and a group of concubines below were filled with blessings: "Yan Yama is lucky."

Turning back, a woman in a magnificent dress raised the hollow gold-inlaid armor cover: "Sisters, although we are brothers now, we still have to give birth to Wang Si, so that we can continue to be blessed and be healthy forever in Fengdu. When my sister Ba first arrived, she should live in Yanxi Palace."

Let’s learn about the Legend of Zhen Huan in Fengdu Harem?

No... This momentum must be strangled in the cradle. This great magician has already shown signs that he can't control the belt... Arthas cleared his throat and continued: "The fourth-class person is almost there, for wages, and is called a local prostitute or a small place. As for the secret door..."

She smiled slightly: "It's a secret prostitute."

Since the goddess' veil has been unveiled, she doesn't mind revealing it more thoroughly: "How did you die? Why are there a great inheritance from generation to generation?"

Qin Ye glanced at Su Dongxue expectantly, and he thought he would hear a sad love story.

A talented man and beautiful woman cannot redeem herself, and are forced to die... and turn into a ghost after death.

It’s not because of my own sperm and worms, but for the first time I saw a normal ghost other than myself and Alsace, and I could still imagine... Is it even possible to get involved in female ghosts, and learn about the future half of the sky in Fengdu... This is also within my responsibility... right?

Whether a man sees a stunning beauty or a woman sees a handsome man and says she has no thoughts, what about a fool?

"Sir, my mother doesn't allow me to pick up customers. I accidentally got pregnant by violating the rules and was beaten to death by wearing cat pants and sticks." However, the response gave him a bolt from the blue.

Qin Ye felt that his worldview was collapsing, and asked with cramps on his lips: "Is there any difficulty? For example... you actually have a lover in love who wants to fly away from each other, but your mother is seen by you and will not allow you to pick up customers... or something?"

Su Dongxue looked at Qin Ye in shock. Although it was very obscure, Qin Ye clearly felt a look of "Why do you have so many dramas?"

"No...it means literally." Perhaps it was said that Su Dongxue stopped pretending to be reserved and bowed gently, saying, "The little woman is in good health, and it is not a problem for four or five times a night. But she snatched the jobs of other sisters, and her mother was a little unhappy."

Qin Ye looked at the sky with his eyes, the script of life... It's always eight or nine out of ten unsatisfactory...

Alsace said: "What's wrong with this? Didn't you make the same amount of money?"

Su Dongxue Yingying made a blessing and curled her lips gently and said, "...Sir... the little woman is happy and often forgot to collect money..."

How happy do you have to forget your professional content?... Can you be a little more dedicated?!

Qin Ye only felt the angina pectoris and waved weakly: "Stop, stop... I understand, Xiao Ah, don't ask, just say it, where are you going to throw her away? You can't take her with you?"

It’s enough to worry about having a silicone doll around you, so don’t have any strange things again.

"Why should I take her?" Arthas said unexpectedly: "Do you think the ancestor spirit of the same generation is nothing more than that? It has a very terrible talent called mimetic."

"Music?" Qin Ye frowned.

Arthas restrained his smile and said deeply: "Yes, Yin Ling is originally invisible. When the generation of great inheritance is truly activated, the host's body is already like chaos, Yang Qi, Yin Qi, and it is mixed continuously. Since there is no body, it is equivalent to changing into any body, flowing water is invisible. You should have heard of this sentence."

Qin Ye nodded in a clear way.

"They can simulate any creature they have seen, even if it is a bad thing. Moreover, the terrible thing about this mimicry is that it is not only an imitation of appearance, but even your bad aura and realm. Of course, it is impossible to have such a strong body, only half, but this half is enough."

Qin Ye thought something and spoke a few seconds later: "Is it because of mimicry that Li Cheng blocked my knife?"
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