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Chapter 77 Sakurai Kogure(2/2)

The waitresses were wearing rose-red bright silk swimsuits, with large snow-white slanting in their collars. They swung their tempting waists and stared at each man who was watching them with charming gaze.

There are also the girls of Bo Qing, who are all as beautiful as Sejinko. They wear cold or charming makeup, wear sailor school uniforms, high-square cheongsams, perspective evening gowns, and nurses' uniforms...

Their beautiful faces become even more attractive under the reflection of the crimson Italian marble floor and the red crystal glass walls.

The gamblers' faces are different, ecstasy, distorted, angry, and painful...

This place is filled with the deep pit of sin that is filled with human desires, and the disgust and hatred on Lu Mingfei's face are not concealed.

He remembered the history of a certain alien race in the cold universe - they were once the heyday of the galaxy, but because of their long lives, they over-pursued physical and psychological pleasure.

Finally, under the stimulation of strong emotions, the fourth evil and fallen god was born in the subspace. Not only did they almost destroy their clan, but the position of the mother civilization also became a place where real space and subspace were connected.

In addition, their souls will forever become the prey of the new evil god.

Shizuko approached Lu Mingfei nervously. In this depraved land where desires were sinking, only in this way could she get a sense of security.

"Those who pursue indulge in desires will fall into the abyss forever and will never be restored."

She suddenly heard Lu Mingfei talking to himself in a low voice.

Before she could figure out what this sentence meant, Lu Mingfei turned his head slightly and said:

"You can leave now, Miss Sezuko."

"Okay... OK."

Sezuko was stunned, but she didn't dare to say anything, and nodded obediently.

Then he turned around and left the maze of desire sinking like he was running away.

The faint fragrance of flowers and tea came into his nose, and the girl's warm body gently pressed against him. The female manager in black half-kneeled on the ground and smiled like a flower:

"Can you invite you to sit in the VIP room? I am Sakurai Xiaomu, just call me Xiaomu."

The "mandala" was already blooming beside him.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!
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