The little cousin of the group is actually a genius in cultivating immortals

After Lu Fu finished her dance, everyone was still immersed in her graceful dance moves and moving performance.

"Miss Lu Fu, these are the fragrant flowers I bought especially for you."

"Miss Lu Fu, this is the red coral and jade bracelet I brought back for you from my business trip."

"Ms. Lu Fu..."

"Ms. Lu Fu..."

A group of fascinated men crowded under the stage, each holding a gift for Lu Fu.

"Master, what should we do now?" Zhao Wenting and the others were still sitting and watching the show. Mo Mo asked Zhao Wenting with her arms crossed, "Should we start with her?"

"Okay." Zhao Wenting said, reaching out to grab the melon seeds on the plate.

"Master, you are the most handsome person in our team, so of course you should go up." Seeing that he was still sitting there eating melon seeds, Mo Mo turned around and said to him anxiously.

"I……"

Zhao Wenting felt a little confused, and looked back at Yan Mu and Liang Chuxin, who also nodded in agreement. Finally, Zhao Wenting had no choice but to stand up and walk towards Miss Lu Fu.

Miss Lu Fu, who was pushed down, staggered, and the golden hairpin on her head flew out and happened to fall into Zhao Wenting's arms.

"Miss Lu Fu, this is yours..."

Zhao Wenting walked forward and returned the hairpin in his hand to her.

Lu Fu raised her eyes to look at Zhao Wenting, her bright face slightly reddened, and she said shyly, "Thank you, sir!"

"I wonder if you are free, young lady. I would like to invite you to take a flower boat ride with me. I heard that the night view of Huangjiang River in Huangsha City is worth seeing." After hesitating for a while, Zhao Wenting still made an invitation to Lu Fu.

"You and that young man in white are against Long Yang! If you want to see it, go with your family. Why are you in the way here?" Suddenly, a wealthy businessman in the crowd pushed Zhao Wenting and said, "Miss Lu Fu, if you want to see it, I will definitely go with you."

"Long Yang?" Miss Lu Fu's face showed obvious surprise and disappointment when she heard this.

[I thought I could catch a big fish today. Judging from the way this guy is dressed and his temperament, he must be extraordinary.]

"I……"

Seeing that his plan was about to fail, Zhao Wenting wanted to explain, but was pushed to the back by the crowd that surged in again.

In the end, Zhao Wenting had no choice but to shrug his shoulders and sit back in his seat helplessly.

"Oh my! It was about to succeed." Mo Mo expressed regret.

"It's all thanks to you that we are now known as 'Long Yang'. It seems that you really want your master to succeed in holding hands with other women?" Zhao Wenting said sinisterly.

"How can that be? This is all for the mission. Besides, 'beauties' standing together are pleasing to the eyes no matter how you look at them. Who wouldn't like that?" Mo Mo said the second half of the sentence in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Zhao Wenting didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing... nothing." Mo Mo immediately fell silent.

"Then... Brother Amu, I can only rely on you." Mo Mo turned and looked at Yan Mu with pleading eyes.

"Me?" Yan Mu pointed at himself before he could react.

Yan Mu lived up to everyone's expectations and spent a lot of money. He finally succeeded in entering Miss Lu Fu's boudoir and got the opportunity to have further contact with her.

Later, Mo Mo, Liang Chuxin and Zhao Wenting also sneaked in quietly.

"Who are you?" Lu Fu, who was tied to the bed by Yan Mu, had anger in her eyes. She stared at them and asked coldly.

"Don't worry, Miss Lu Fu, we are just trying to save people and won't make things difficult for you. Tell me quickly! Where is Xiao Kui?" Mo Mo put the dagger against her fair neck.

"What Xiaokui? I don't know you! I don't know what you are talking about." Lu Fu leaned back, hoping to stay away from the dagger.

"Don't pretend! I found this on your desk. It's the account book that the human traffickers supply to your Xiaoyao Pavilion every week." Zhao Wenting threw the account book in front of her and said sarcastically with a smile, "I never thought that the young Miss Lu Fu was actually the leader of Xiaoyao Pavilion. I originally thought she would be with the madam."

“You…” Seeing Zhao Wenting’s attitude at the moment, which was completely different from before, Lu Fu was a little angry; but after thinking about it, she suppressed her anger and sneered, “I’m not a leader, I’m just a person who follows orders. Do you know who these goods belong to? Saving people? Don’t even think about it! Even if you kill me today, there will still be ten or a hundred of me in the future!”

Seeing that Lu Fu was so sure, Zhao Wenting frowned unhappily.

"Swish!", a silver needle transformed from spiritual energy was suspended in front of her extremely beautiful eyes, only two or three centimeters away.

"It's useless. Even if you don't kill me today, he won't let me go. Hahaha~"

Mo Mo frowned and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him who was laughing wildly. Her laughter penetrated his eardrums, making people feel a little sad.

"Sister Lu Fu, we really are just trying to save people. They are also their parents' beloved daughters." Mo Mo suddenly sat down beside the bed and spoke to her softly.

"You don't look like people from Huangsha City. No matter where you come from, maybe... you can have a chance of winning." Lu Fu's eyes lost focus and she seemed to be a little shaken.

"Good sister, I will untie you and you take us to save people, okay? No parent wants their daughter to go down the wrong path." Mo Mo continued to talk and casually covered her scantily clad body with a cloak on the chair.

"The brothel was not what you see before," Lu Fu seemed to understand what Mo Mo meant. She looked at the red candle on the table and said softly, "She was originally a woman with superb talents. After rigorous training, she was proficient in singing, dancing, opera, music and other arts. While providing audio-visual enjoyment for guests, she also became the object of worship for literati, scholars and artists. It is the times that have changed, the loss of moral concepts, and the ugly human heart that have changed us. I thought I would become her one day, but when I was in it, I realized that I could never become her."

A line of clear tears flowed down her beautiful cheeks, and she stroked her face with her slender fingers, as if she was caressing the 'her' she missed so much.

"Crash!" She waved her hand, and a secret passage appeared behind the dressing table.

"Young Master, I'll take people there." Yan Mu entered the secret passage with two supernatural police officers behind him. Mo Mo, Liang Chuxin and the others were still in the room.

Lu Fu handed a jade bracelet inlaid with gold threads to Mo Mo, and said, "Take this and go see Chen Li, he is the lord of Huangsha City. But you must be careful."

"You mean... these things are controlled by the Lord of Huangsha City?" Mo Mo's face was full of disbelief.

Lu Fu's body suddenly stiffened and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

A layer of light golden light shone from her head. In the golden light, Mo Mo and the others saw the revolving lantern of Lu Fu before her death. Lu Fu was not born a demon. Her mother was the previous top performer, a talented woman with outstanding talents. She died of illness when she was very young. Lu Fu had to work in Xiaoyao Pavilion to survive. In order to follow in her mother's footsteps, she wanted to become the top performer of Xiaoyao Pavilion. Lu Fu did not hesitate to find the mayor of Huangsha City and sign a cooperation agreement with him, which led to today. When she gradually found herself from the lost, she slowly realized that she could no longer turn back. The appearance of Mo Mo became a relief in her absurd life.

Lu Fu fell in front of everyone, but Mo Mo's heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Mo Mo, are you okay?" Liang Chuxin reached out and patted Mo Mo's shoulder, seeing that she was still sitting there in a daze.

"Let's go. Yan Mu has already rescued the people. Our next step is to meet the Lord of Huangsha City so that Lu Fu's sacrifice will not be in vain."

Hearing Zhao Wenting's words, Mo Mo's slightly wet eyelashes trembled. She looked down at the bracelet in her hand and clenched it quietly.