Yu Xuanji's charming eyes were as silk as silk, and his every move was full of charm. "Mr. Sima, I don't want to interfere in this muddy water, but Zuihualou always has to open the door to do business. You made this place like this, how can I pick up customers?"

Xiao Yang had to admit that Yu Xuanji was probably a first-class beauty in his rating system for women, but it is inevitable that a woman of such a beauty would fall into the fireworks place, which is sad.

Sima Qingyun's face was slightly cold, and a rage flashed at the corner of his eyes, but in just a moment, he returned to normal and did not occur.

A mere courtesan in the Drunken Flower Building, a female person, Sima Qingyun crushed her to death as easily as crushing an ant, but his father Sima Ziru had already told him that in this dungeon, he could offend anyone, but Yu Xuanji was the only one!

Sima Qingyun even suspected that there was some inexplicable relationship between Sima Ziru and Yu Xuanji, but later found that it was not.

The Yu Xuanji in front of him exuded a mystery in his eyes, but he was afraid that behind this was an endless abyss.

He took out a spiritual power ball from his arms and threw it to Yu Xuanji, and said coldly: "The spiritual power in this spiritual power ball should be enough for you to pick up guests for the whole day!"

Yu Xuanji played with the spiritual power ball in his hand, smiled charmingly, and then made an action that surprised Sima Qingyun.

She threw the spiritual power ball out directly along the window.

In the dungeon, the spiritual power sphere is divided into two levels, and the lower level is the kind that Cui Gouzi paid the bill for Xiao Yang and others at the wonton stall. At best, he could only rush into ten spiritual powers, while the spiritual power in the upper-level spiritual power sphere is calculated in thousands.

Although Xiao Yang did not know how much spiritual power the spiritual power ball thrown out by Yu Xuanji was contained, he also knew that with Sima Qingyun, he would never be shabby in his attack.

Sima Qingyun frowned slightly and asked sternly: "Yuhua Gu, what do you mean?"

Yu Xuanji's two arms, like jade lotus root, were in the ring, and the oppressive spring scenery appeared faintly. He smiled lightly: "Mr. Sima, a spiritual power ball cannot handle me!"

"What else do you want?"

Sima Qingyun asked with caution.

It seems that Yu Xuanji’s drunken man’s intention is not to drink this time!

Yu Xuanji pointed his hand gently, and his fingertips gently tapped Sima Qingyun's chest, and said softly: "Who wants you!" Damn it! He deserves to be the courtesan of Zuihualou, and he speaks so directly!

Xiao Yang praised in his heart. If the situation had not allowed it, he would have given Yu Xuanji a thumb.

Sima Qingyun's face became extremely embarrassing, angry and annoyed, and his face was red and blue.

"Yu Xuanji, if you do this again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

Sima Qingyun was born in the Sima family. The royal family in this dungeon was arrogant and beautiful, and he couldn't touch his eyes. He was as beautiful as Yu Xuanji, but he was even more beautiful than dirty women.

Yu Xuanji seemed to be deliberately teasing Sima Qingyun, covering his mouth and laughing, and the flowers trembled, "Hehe, Master Sima, I'm just joking with you, why should you take it seriously?"

Sima Qingyun glared fiercely, without saying a word.

Yu Xuanji's eyes turned and his eyes fell on Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang's eyes met Yu Xuanji's gaze, and he had a bad premonition.
Chapter completed!