Gao Wu's harem started from a brothel

The strength is truly unmatched.

Name: Zheng Yi.

Skills: Minor success of Pure Yang Power (1/100) and perfection of Fierce Tiger Fist.

Singularity: Exuberant.

Now that I have entered Tongjin, it seems that I have the ability to venture out into the world. Should I go out?

Zheng Yi's eyes flickered, as if he was thinking.

……

"So, the sect behind us was surrounded by the imperial army, so now we can only hand over most of the profits to Magistrate Zhang, right?"

Zheng Yi looked at Li Bao with an unpleasant expression.

Seeing his grim expression, Li Bao could not help but snort: "Why do you look so grim? County Magistrate Zhang is your father-in-law. Maybe you have climbed up the social ladder."

"You can't say that. Tianxiang Tower gave me everything. I naturally know what is more important than what is less important." Zheng Yi's expression was firm.

Li Bao's expression softened: "Although I don't know what you are thinking, but you do have some conscience in what you said."

conscience.

The problem is that you don’t know what I did to Zhang Ningyun!

Now that Tianxianglou is directly under the jurisdiction of the government, who knows what kind of trouble she might cause.

No, I still have to find some time to go and have a look.

In case something goes wrong.

Seeing how cautious Li Bao usually is, I feel that I am still a little inadequate now that I have just started to learn Tong Jin!

……

"Yun'er!"

"Zheng Yi insulted you like that, couldn't you just ask your father to kill him?"

Song Qingguan's expression was distorted and his tone was terrifying.

"Father?"

Zhang Ningyun had an inexplicable expression. She placed her right leg on top of her left leg, and moved her hips slightly to rub the base of her buttocks. It seemed to become moist. She said in a cold tone, "If my father or others knew about this, how would they look at me and treat me! You only have these wild thoughts. Is this how you treat me?"

"You disappoint me so much. You don't think about me at all."

"I." Song Qingguan said anxiously, "I just don't want to see you being bullied by him like this. It's not that I don't consider you."

"Bullying? He is my husband."

Zhang Ningyun looked at Song Qingguan with dark eyes: "And what are you?"

“I…” Song Qingguan’s voice was low and his whole body collapsed, as if he had lost his spirit.

Zhang Ningyun smiled, with a bright look on her face, and her tone suddenly became sticky.

"Song Lang, Song Lang, Yun'er was just joking with you, how could you think of me like this? I can't ask my father, and you can't think of a way. You are my most powerful Song Lang."

When Song Qingguan heard these gentle words, he felt his whole body numb. When he saw those eyes again, it seemed as if there were stars in them, and he felt that all his energy and spirit were returning.

"Yun'er, I understand. I will go home and find a way to kill Zheng Yi. After I kill him, I will come to marry you immediately." Song Qingguan laughed foolishly: "Then, can you let me hug you?"

"No." Zhang Ningyun shook her index finger.

"But Zheng Yi can be like that!" Song Qingguan said hatefully.

"Just get married!"

Zhang Ningyun widened her big eyes and looked at Song Qingguan with an innocent face.

"Ah, I understand. I'll try my best!" Song Qingguan hurried back home with a little joy.

"Hee hee hee."

"Father, you have to work harder!"

Zhang Ningyun smiled innocently.

……

Song family.

Song Qingguan sat at the table, looking coldly at the servant beside him.

"You mean, as long as we spend more money on the Liehuo Gang, we can kill Zheng Yi?"

The servant beside him smiled flatteringly: "Of course, sir, you don't know how powerful the Fiery Gang is now. Zheng Yi is not even a manager in Tianxiang Tower, how can he be so powerful!"

"If we find a few experts in the Qi and Blood realm, it will be very easy to deal with him."

"It would be best if it succeeds. I will certainly not forget your contribution."

"If not, you know the consequences..."

Song Qingguan's tone was stern.

If successful, I can naturally enter the government with the help of Zhang Ningyun, and then when I have enough strength, I can find a way to kill that bastard.

Just a stepdaughter.

Song Qingguan sat upright on the chair, grabbed a teacup with his right hand, held it tightly, and did not let go for a long time.

……

Tianxiang Tower.

Mother Liu's room.

Mother Liu looked haggard, her eyes seemed red and swollen, and there was an indescribable sadness on her beautiful face. She sat on the stool, her body huddled slightly.

Just looking at her makes one want to hold her in their arms, cherish her deeply, and ravage her fiercely.

"It's gone. Everything is gone. The Qingyuan Sect is gone."

Li Bao could only remain silent.

"How could this happen? How could this happen? This generation has clearly produced Xiuxuan Daozi. Clearly, as long as things develop step by step, the Qingyuan Sect will be able to prosper again under the leadership of Xiuxuan Daozi." Mother Liu murmured.

"How could Master Xiuxuan get involved in the fight for the throne? How could he..."

"It's all gone, all gone. Senior Sister Miao'er, Master Fengchen, Fengchen Peak are all gone..."

As she murmured, tears fell.

Zheng Yi, who was standing nearby, was shocked when he heard the words. He looked at Mother Liu and she started sobbing for a moment. This was the manager of Tianxiang Tower, who was usually elegant and calm.

Now, I suddenly burst into tears, just like a rose in full bloom, with all kinds of charm in it, but it is also the most fragile when it is in full bloom...

Moreover.

A figure flashed through Zheng Yi's mind. That figure was so beautiful and unparalleled. He also said that after he had learned enough, he would pursue her and possess her!

Now it's all gone to waste.

"Stepmother, Uncle Li, Xiaoyi will leave now. Maybe something will happen in the hall. I'll go take care of it first."

Zheng Yi bowed and stepped back.

"Go, go, don't spread the news, don't let those people downstairs get into trouble." Mother Liu forced herself to be more alert and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Instead, Li Bao waved his hand and said, "Xiaoyi, when you have time, go to Zhang's house to see Yun'er. Who knows how Tianxiang will be treated in the future, and you still have to rely on your wife."

"I believe that you can make her obedient, right?" Li Bao looked at Zheng Yi intently.

"Of course, Uncle Li, please rest assured."

After saying this, Zheng Yi was about to turn around and leave. After thinking for a while, he said, "I just wonder if Ming He will be wronged in the county government if this is the case."

Li Bao said calmly: "Mr. Ming He is treated like this in the county government. Now it's all your fault. Not only him, but the entire Tianxiang Tower is also like this."

Zheng Yi understood and said goodbye respectfully.

……

"Come here, let's fight a few more times. I'll teach you how to practice until you've memorized the moves and are a little bored."

Yu tilted her head slightly with a playful smile on her lips, and the rising sun quietly spread its rays over her curvy body.

There was a little more life on Zheng Yi's face. One point was because he had guessed the reason why his proficiency in the Fierce Tiger Fist had not changed. The remaining ninety-nine points were because he saw the blush on that charming face that had just appeared due to exercise, which was extremely attractive.

"Boxing postures are just some tricks. Their greatest function is to stimulate the meridians better, thereby refining qi and blood and strengthening the body."

"Using the techniques of storing and releasing power, you can mobilize your Qi and blood to the greatest extent. This is the real way to practice. If you can practice it to perfection one day, it is not impossible to gather strength."

"When the Qi and blood are stirred to a certain degree, the strength and speed will increase dramatically, and even the punches will be extremely powerful. On the contrary, if the Qi and blood are strong, it will make it easier to practice boxing."

Yu Qingqing gave a brief explanation and began to explain the techniques, inevitably involving some fingertips touching each other.

Zheng Yi nodded repeatedly and kept it in mind.

He performed each move with his hands, gathering strength to stimulate his blood and energy.

"wrong."

"That's how it should be."

Yu Qingqing openly grabbed Zheng Yi's key joints with her hands, and began to stimulate them with her own source of power as he moved, forcing him to remember these force points.

Even with the scorching sun, the cold wind can still make people shiver.

There was even a playful cold wind that blew the ends of Yu Qingqing's hair to the tip of Zheng Yi's nose, and the light scent of grass and wood went straight into his nose, making him feel itchy and a little distracted.

Looking at Yu Qingqing's beautiful eyes again, there was relief, trance and tenderness in them.

"Giggle."

The cockcrowed.

"call."

Zheng Yi opened his eyes and looked up at the still dark sky outside.

He shook his head, clearing the remaining thoughts from his mind.

Get up and practice martial arts.

Only if your martial arts skills are strong enough can you have the opportunity to control everything.

Also.

Decide on today's recipe in your mind.

I had chicken soup today, a big stewed rooster.

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Author's words: The recent updates have put too much pressure on new authors. I may slow down the pace of updates recently. If you ask me to update, I will try my best to complete it.

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Chapter 33 Trouble (Thanks to Yi Tian for the monthly ticket and Gu De for the reward.)

If you are weak, you must work hard!

To be strong, you must work harder!

We must make sure our strength keeps up with the growing intensity of our desires.

Zheng Yi sat upright on a stone bench, his face indifferent, his eyes slightly closed, thoughts running through his mind.

Three months ago he just wanted to have a hot meal, two months ago he wanted to sleep with the woman he wanted, and one month ago he wanted to be free!

Freedom is not that simple when it is constrained by desire.