"Yes, you haven't explained the courtesy of intercourse that you said in the palace before."

The beautiful woman in an inappropriate scholarly outfit blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.

Without makeup, she is elegant and elegant, and her expression and behavior are not as delicate as a woman. She has a good face. Although she is not as charming as Lizhu, she has a bit of unforgettable charm. The most important thing is that "scholar costume" that tightens her body, and the concave and convex curves are placed in front of An Bochen. No matter how serious she looks, her dressing posture is always filled with a strange temptation.

An Bochen was in his prime, and he would occasionally pass by Longquanfang when drinking with his colleagues in Liujing. Although he had not learned about the matter between men and women, he knew a little about it. After being tempted by Wan'er, he was uncontrollably ready to move. Fortunately, there was still someone living in his heart.

If this continues, I don’t know what trouble she will do, so I can’t wait...

Taking a deep breath, Amberchen frowned, no longer hesitated, and his right hand drew an arc toward the silver spear beside the couch.

"Do you want to use a gun?"

Wan'er said in surprise, looking at An Bochen who was stunned on the spot in surprise, then mentioned Xiaohao and wrote: "When a man and a woman have sex, men need to use a gun... It's so strange."

Nodding thoughtfully, Wan'er looked at Amber Chen, who was flushed and asked seriously: "Do you have to want a silver spear? Is the bronze spear and a golden spear feasible?"

An Bochen's face turned red and speechless. Thinking that Li Xiaoguan often claimed that he could not fall from his golden spear, he couldn't help but look at the silver spear in his hand, and felt a chill in his heart.

"Forget it, just skip it."

Wan'er was obviously dissatisfied with An Bochen's hesitation. She finally met a man but was so unhappy about the most troublesome problem she studied on weekdays.

"Yes, is it time to take off your clothes next?"

Wan'er asked again, and his hands had fallen to his belt as he spoke. An Bochen opened his eyes wide and held the silver spear in his hand. Facing Wan'er who was eager for knowledge, Wuxie had not fallen yet.

If she is in the White Fox Academy, with her tireless spirit, she will definitely become the favorite student of Master Yan, provided that... she will not discuss the topic of intercourse with Master Yan, who is over 100 years old.

Since the pacification of Liujing, the energetic old master seemed to have become a different person. He was taciturn in daily life and occasionally taught, but he was not as good as a young man in the past. When he met An Bochen, he even had a tense face and looked straight, as if he was completely unaware of it. In Master Yan's heart, he was entrusted by someone to be loyal to others. Even if he knew that An Bochen had made achievements and had no faults and saved the people of the whole city, Master Yan could not be at ease.

An Bochen didn't know if Mr. Yan had guessed his identity as a lay Buddhist. Even if he guessed, he would never say it without saying it at that time.

The past is like smoke. When thinking of the stubborn but respectable old master, An Bochen felt soft and he let go of the silver spear helplessly.

A "rustling" sound came from his ears. An Bochen looked around and saw that Wan'er had untied her clothes and her black underwear was faintly wide. An Bochen couldn't laugh or cry, so he quickly reached out to stop.

"Why is Miss Wan'er so passionate about the ritual of intercourse?"

Upon hearing this, Wan'er stopped moving and thought for a moment: "The ancient books record that in the former Great Jin Dynasty, if you want to pass on the family line, you only need a man and a woman to have sex, but when I leave the country, I want to pass on my bloodline, but it is extremely complicated."

“How complicated?”

An Bochen was also very curious about how this Kingdom of Women was passed down from generation to generation. It has not ended for a thousand years. Wan'er and the Kingdom of Women are not like thousand-year-old monsters.

After drinking a sip of wine, Wan'er stuck out her tongue, but she wanted to learn the generous and generous style of ancient books. She blushed and her ears were red for a long time before she recovered.

She drank the wine all night, her eyes were blurred and she was already a little drunk, and she gradually leaned against Amberchen without realizing it.

"When talking about my inheritance of Liguo, there is an allusion. It is said that the late emperor brought his ancestors here, and originally wanted to avoid the capture and live safely until old age. That night, they had just arrived here, and they were sleepy when they were sleepy. They never thought of waking up, but found a mansion in the original wilderness, which is the capital now. The late emperor was very surprised and led everyone into the palace and saw the eight-armed man, the only god worshipped by the people of my country. The eight-armed man was powerful and said that he could establish a foreign country for the late emperor. There were only women in the country, and help the descendants of the ancestors inherited the descendants of the ancestors. The late emperor was afraid that the new dynasty emperor would be cruel and ruthless, and killed all the Sima family and cut off the Sima family's descendants, so he responded..."

"Wait, do you mean that the female king's surname is Sima?"

An Bochen was stunned.

"Yes, my late emperor of the country is the princess of the last royal family of the Jin Dynasty."

"Then your ancestors... are they all palace servants from the Jin Dynasty?"

"So that's it."

After hearing this, An Bochen understood. No wonder most of the people in the daughter country were middle-aged and superior. There were also those who were like the female generals, but after all, they were a few, but more were women like Wan'er and the daughter country king. Their ancestors were all palace servants from the Jin Dynasty, and their bloodliness has not changed for thousands of years.

All the country is beautiful, if a small official arrives here, he will definitely refuse to leave.

An Bochen shook his head and smiled, and fell into Wan'er's eyes and thought that An Bochen didn't believe it.

"Men are suspicious, sure enough, you believe it or not."

Wan'er said unhappily, and her jade hand stretched toward her waist again.

An Bochen immediately stopped seriously and nodded with a serious face: "Everything that Miss Wan'er said can be verified and proved. How could Ann not believe it? I wonder what happened after Princess Sima responded?"

"There is no benefit in the world. The eight-armed man gave his ancestors a shelter, so naturally he had his conditions."

“What conditions?”

"Build a temple." Wan'er replied.

"Temple?"

An Bochen couldn't help but think of Dakuang's temples, either incense flourishing or abandoning the existing temples. The temples enshrined immortals and gods who were not real or fake. When the world was in chaos and war spread, they were not destroyed.

"Miss Wan'er did not say that all the people of your country believe in the eight-armed masters and regard him as a god. Why did he still build a temple? Isn't this an unnecessary move?"

An Bochen said in confusion.

Wan'er nodded: "Indeed, I only respect a god on the eight-armed man from my country. But what he asked the late emperor to build was not his own temple, but some strange immortals and gods."

An Bochen's heart moved, and the stories about the temple in "The Strange Talk of the Great Kuang God" flashed through his mind, making him vaguely notice something, but he couldn't figure out what it was.

"You ask so much about what you do, do you want to know how I passed on my family line after leaving the country?"

Seeing An Bochen thinking silently again, Wan'er frowned and asked.

"Please tell me, girl."

"Although the eight-armed man is a god, he is not far away from the world. He lives on a small island in Yunbo Lake. That lake is where I pass on the family line from the people of the country."

After a pause, Wan'er kept a secret before continuing: "My people in my country are over 20 years old, and most of them have begun to consider having children. Before giving birth, they must eat vegetarian food for three years, keep their bodies from being meaty, and pray to the sky for three months to show their piety. Then, they walk into Yunbo Lake naked, live in a small pavilion by the lake, drink the lake water, and do not eat other foods, and they will be able to conceive in about one or two months."

The more An Bochen heard it, the more he felt something was wrong. After hearing it, he couldn't help but say to himself: "Is it because the eight-armed man living in the lake who was greedy for women and secretly got along with his daughter's people? If this is true, how could he be an immortal god? He should be a monster."

Wan'er was confused when she heard the first two sentences, but when she heard An Bochen say that the person on the Eight-Arm is a monster, her face suddenly changed and she was furious: "Everyone says men are bad things, it turns out that way. I kindly tell you so many secrets, but you slander the person on the Eight-Arm."

With a cold snorting, Wan'er stepped up and did not think about having a marriage ceremony with An Bochen, and walked out of the house angrily.

An Bochen didn't expect that Wan'er, who seemed enlightened, would have such a big reaction to the eight-armed master. Then he thought that in Wan'er's heart, she was just an alien, and the bad things recorded in ancient books were far from being close to the eight-armed master who brought thousands of years of inheritance to Liguo. She was also an unintentional act to talk to herself, just as she always liked to nag Mo Yu when she was bored on weekdays.

Standing up, An Bochen asked, "I dare to ask the girl, where is An's horse now?"

"You will see it tomorrow."

After leaving a cold sentence, Wan'er walked out the door without looking back.

"I'll see it tomorrow... The King of Mustang is probably busy pampering the mare that left the country now, and I will end up like it tomorrow."

Shaking his head, Amberchen returned to the bed, looked at the swaying and flickering candlelight, fiddling with Wuxie.

He was not worried about tomorrow. At worst, he could take the Wild Horse King to fight for a bloody path. What he was worried about was the eight-armed man in Wan'er's mouth.

After accidentally coming to the Kingdom of Women, he learned so secretly from Wan'er. When Wan'er wakes up tomorrow, she will naturally become alert. With her curiosity about men, she will definitely not let herself leave the Kingdom of Women. Furthermore, she has been a thousand years since she was established and has formed a lineage. Her people live and work in peace and contentment. I think she doesn't want outsiders to discover them. The possibility of letting herself go is very slim.

If only them, An Bochen would not be afraid, but he would have another eight-armed man.

He created a huge palace in the palace overnight, and such methods would be amazing. If he took action to stop him, even if An Bochen had three heads and six arms, he would not be able to escape.

The candlelight flashed and wrestled on the window frame. The long row was burned for more than an hour but it was not burned.
Chapter completed!