Wanji Tower is about six or seven meters high, with a red painted powder roof.

Before entering, Chen Shaobai felt a smell of powder coming to his face, but the three Shang characters "Wanjilou" engraved above were flying dragons and phoenixes, and the pen tip was like a sword, which made him vaguely feel that this place was not just an ordinary occasion of singing and laughing.

The Shang Dynasty could not help but enter a place of romantic affairs, otherwise the Wanji Tower would not have been spread all over the Jiuzhou. In the circle of literati and swordsmen, ** was even cited as an elegant thing, so Chen Shaobai came to Wanji Tower to exchange silver notes, but it was not too awkward.

When I walked into it, I saw a large group of women wearing cream and thick makeup.

In Chen Shaobai's opinion, although most of them are just middle-aged and upper-middle-looking, far less than Miao Yuqin, their figures are bulging in front and back, which is exactly the same as saying that they are plump buttocks and fat breasts.

These sexy actresses in exposed clothes twisted their waists in the downstairs hall to attract customers.

If the person who came here was really a Chu brother, I'm afraid he would be fooled immediately.

But Chen Shaobai's restraint is not bad, and he is also baptized by the island films in his previous life, so he now looks calm.

Perhaps in order to conceal the single color of the clothing, these women in the world were wearing colorful gold, silver and jade, making ding-dong sounds as they walked.

Not to mention pleasant, it is also unique.

Because the clothing is light and plain, Chen Shaobai's entry did not attract much attention. After glanced at him casually, these singers never looked at him again.

Looking around for a week habitually, Chen Shaobai felt a little at the overall situation of the Wanji Tower. After confirming that he could burst out his due strength no matter where he had conflicts with others, he casually found a woman sitting and resting to ask for directions.

"Customer, are you interested in spending a good night together?" The tired-looking woman picked up a piece of fruit and put it in her mouth, staring at his slightly handsome cheek with her charming eyes.

"I'm upset, I want to ask, what should I do..." Chen Shaobai said halfway, and the other party rolled his eyes, shaved him with contempt, turned his head to look for him.

"Poverty ghost, don't bother me."

The tired woman's attitude is extremely cold and does not give her any face. If she changes someone who can't handle things, she will probably be embarrassed and angry on the spot.

However, although Chen Shaobai stayed at home for a long time, he had been baptized by film and television novels and his experience was not too shallow.

"Bang" slapped a bit of silver on the table, and the erosion in the field suddenly became stagnant. Chen Shaobai's face was as calm as water, and he said aloud: "I want to exchange for cash silver. Whoever leads the way will belong to this silver."

One or two silver taels can be earned by just leading a way. Where can I find such a beautiful thing?

Moreover, the silver notes issued by Wanjilou are at least 100 taels of silver.

Haoke! Definitely Haoke!

Hearing this, the women on the first floor looked sideways, and a similar thought suddenly arose in their hearts. They instantly changed their attitude, staring at Chen Shaobai like a wolf and a tiger, trying to attract his attention.

"This person seems ordinary, but he didn't expect to be so rich. He's misleading!"

The woman with a tired face before thought it was a pity. She knew that she was watching people in the crack of the door and accidentally let a fat sheep goat goat out.

But she was still unwilling to give up after being experienced in the sensual and sexual places, so she immediately put on a pity, came up, gently squeezed Chen Shaobai's arm with a pair of **, and said in a coquettish voice: "Objectively, isn't I leading you the way?"

Feeling the amazing elasticity and softness coming from his arms, and seeing the other party's picking appearance, Chen Shaobai not only did not develop instinctive desire, but also felt bored and a sense of disgust arises naturally.

He understood that the other party was not coming up because of his appearance and inner self, but because of the magic of money.

"Only by awakening the power of the world can one lie drunk on the beautiful knees. Without strength and money, no one is destined to look down on him."

Thinking of his thoughts of comparing the looks of these women with his fiancée in his heart, Chen Shaobai felt a sense of shame.

He pulled his arm coldly: "Lead the way."

When he heard these words without any lust, the tired dancer knew that this time there was no chance, but when he thought of earning some extra income, he felt relieved to take the lead.

The two walked through a spiral corridor and went up to the second floor, and soon arrived at the place to exchange silver notes.

There was no error in the secret bill number. This kind of silver bill with a denomination of 100 taels is not a large amount for Wan Jilou, and there is no personal insurance measure. So in just two quarters of an hour, the silver bill in Chen Shaobai's hand was replaced with 200 taels of cash.

Carrying a heavy package, he walked downstairs, dozens of wolf-filled gazes scanning Chen Shaobai's body, as if he wanted to see him through.

Bang!

Chen Shaobai threw the heavy package filled with silver in his hand on the ground, and his murderous aura was everywhere.

This time, he had no connection with these singing girls, but because he saw an old acquaintance.

Chen Wei!

Two months ago, Chen Wei, who smashed his heart with one finger in Qiu Huanquan.

Perhaps because of the offering of a grandfather-grandson fruit, Chen Wei's current situation is obviously much better than before, which can be seen from his outfit.

The originally light blue long gown of the Confucian scholar has been replaced with a light blue tight satin dress, with a silver-white medal that is two fingers wide on the waist, and the sword on the waist has also been replaced. Although it has not been sheathed, Chen Shaobai can see from the exquisitely crafted scabbard and the hilt that this sword is also extraordinary.

When Chen Shaobai got down from the building, Chen Wei was flirting with the tired-looking dancer before. His palms were wandering around the other person's clothes repeatedly, causing the other person to pant. His face was full of ambiguity, and his lower body gradually expanded, pushing out a large piece of silk trousers.

Chen Shaobai held the bronze sword hilt with his hands and stared at Chen Wei with a cold look.

Suddenly, Chen Wei felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and rushed into his head. His hair exploded instantly. He kicked the dance girl in front of him and then jumped away with one step.

After studying swordsmanship for more than ten years and experiencing countless life-and-death battles, Chen Wei certainly knew what his feelings just now meant - murderous intent.

Originally, I thought it was the dancer in front of me who wanted to make a mistake, but after looking up at the boy in white in front of me, all the cause and effect were instantly cleared in my heart.

Chen Shaobai had a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and Chen Wei's shock lasted for only a moment, and then it turned into a cruel smile.

The two people's eyes collided in the air.

"Wei, has this girl messed with you?"

A young man in blue tight satin dress was disturbed by the anger, pushed away the plump woman in his arms, stared coldly at the dancer who was rolling and moaning on the ground, and asked fiercely.

His name is Chen Chong, and he is the fourth-ranked Master Sun of the Chen family in Muxi City. He is like a stinky person and becomes a confidant. He doesn't care about the other party's identity as a guard, and has always secretly called the other party's "guard".

Now that Chen Wei has broken through to become a swordsman, Chen Chong shouted without any need to cover up.

Swordsmen are also guests of swordsmen. Only by holding swords at the specified places and passing the specified assessment can you get such a title. In Shang Dynasty, the identity of a swordsmen is even half a point higher than that of a scholar who studies.

Those who receive this title can not only worship as guest officials among wealthy families, but also open a swordsmanship temple and become a teacher. After decades, students and students all over the world will be filled with the descendants.

Although the 14th Young Master Chen Chong always thought that the bitch was ruthless and the actor was unrighteous, Chen Wei kicked the dancer away in front of so many people, but it still affected the reputation of the two. After all, they are people who have been lingering in Wanji Tower for many years.

But if the dancer was not attentive to entertain, he would have reason to play with the other party.

"Two months ago, Yamano Village man, grandmother and grandson fruit."

"I didn't expect that he could survive by being hit by Xuan Ji's sword and pressing the central vein."

Chen Wei's eyes were like lightning, staring at Chen Shaobai fiercely. He pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, his voice as cold as ice. Everyone around him felt chill and retreated repeatedly.

"Is this a swordsman? So domineering and majestic!"

Seeing the expressions of the women around him change, the clients suddenly had this idea in their minds. Some clients even made up their minds to go back and immediately spend money to find a swordsmanship teacher to concentrate on practicing swordsmanship.

Chen Shaobai, who has been studying the sword score of "Qi Lei", is no longer Wu Xia Ameng. He has been wandering for more than half a month when he went out, which makes his horizons much broader than before. Naturally, he understands what the silver medal on Chen Wei's waist represents.

Those who wear this medal are swordsmen!

Wielding a long sword like flowing clouds and water, you can use sword skills to defend against the existence of dozens of elite soldiers at the same time!

"This guy is the savage man in the mountain village who doesn't know the high and low? Well, you can tell if he looks poor and looks like he is wearing."

Chen Chong seemed to have heard of the story of grudges between the two. At this moment, he looked at Chen Shaobai with interest, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the bulging bag on the ground. He changed his subject: "Putting money in sacks? Hahaha... I have become an explosive household!"

Chen Shaobai completely ignored the voice of the 14th young master of the Chen family, but narrowed his eyes slightly, pulled out the long sword in his hand, and pointed at Chen Wei from a distance.

"Swordsmanship duel. You and I will die today."

After fighting with Nianji and practicing hard, he has completely practiced "Qi Lei" at this moment, without fear of the other party at all.

However, Chen Wei, who had already passed the swordsman exam, was confident. His long sword was unsheathed, his face was gloomy and cruel.

"Ignorous little beast, I just practiced the sword for two days and didn't know that the sky and the earth were so high that I dared to challenge me? Today I will let you taste what real fear is!"
Chapter completed!