After the fifth young master respectfully took away the cutlery, Wang Yao looked back at the night makeup picture. He lay on the sofa and closed his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, he had already entered the painting of Concubine Yang's night makeup.
It was a row of pavilions that he had never seen before. The waterside pavilion and flower terrace were very beautiful.
Not far away, the sound of music could be heard. There was a white fog surrounding it, making it look like a fairyland.
As they approached, they saw a row of beautiful women in traditional Chinese costumes dancing. Their outerwear was made of light gauze.
Among the women, there was a woman who was so beautiful that she could topple cities. Her jewelry was tinkling, and her clothes were the most gorgeous among all the women.
For a moment, he could not take his eyes off her.
The woman walked to Wang Yao and grabbed his arm with both hands.""San Lang, you're finally here. I've prepared good wine and delicious fruits.”
Wang Yao took advantage of the situation. The woman was none other than Concubine Yang.
He was pulled to the center of the stage by Concubine Yang. More than ten beautiful girls wearing white veils danced around Wang Yao.
There were little girls playing musical instruments at the side, and the sound of the strings and bamboos made people happy.
Concubine Yang grabbed the glass on the small coffee table beside her. The glass was filled with wine, and the fragrance was pleasant. Concubine Yang drank it in one gulp and poured it into her mouth.
Then, she approached Wang Yao. The smile on her face became more mysterious, and the two of them got closer and closer.
Wang Yao suddenly reached out a hand and pressed it on Concubine Yang's face.""Stay away from me. Don't tell me you want to stuff that thing in your mouth into my mouth? I don't drink."
Concubine Yang:
Was there anyone who pressed his face so directly?
This old lady's face is devastatingly beautiful. How could you have the heart to massage it?
Concubine Yang was even more surprised that he did not bewitch Wang Yao. A normal person would not be able to control himself at this stage.
Wang Yao was just a ferryman. There should be nothing special about him.
Concubine Yang's makeup was ruined. She took a step back, and the golden hairpin on her head tilted to one side. She gritted her teeth and said,"San Lang, allow ChenQie to go down and dress up first.”
"No need, this is good enough." Wang Yao suddenly said to the stringed bamboo players beside him,""Stop the music. I'll teach you what the most popular music is.”
As he said that, he took out his phone and played an 857 song…
The group of kids was baffled when the music started playing. Wang Yao pulled the confused Concubine Yang and said with a smile,""Come, let me teach you what 857 is.”
Half an hour later.
Wang Yao jumped and felt comfortable all over. He even changed the entire pavilion into a bar because of his high cultivation.
And it was the kind where a group of demons danced.
When Wang Yao left, Concubine Yang was still in a daze.""As long as the flower shakes me…"
"Boss, Boss!" A little brat maid beside her raised her voice a little and turned off the surrounding music. When she turned on the lights, Concubine Yang came back to her senses.
"Boss, the spiritual energy that we have accumulated for many years in our painting has been absorbed by that bastard!”When the little ghost said this, he couldn't even maintain his figure. He could only see a transparent shadow.
"This is too much!" After so many years, only Concubine Yang had the chance to absorb the vitality of living people. How could she have the chance to be absorbed by others?
Moreover, she was always thinking about those living people. She would only suck a little at a time, making those living people unable to stop. She would be sucked repeatedly, and he would only give up when he was almost done.
How could he suck the other party dry after meeting him once?
They were bandits!
This was a bandit!
This was shameless!
Concubine Yang was furious. She wanted to rush out of Concubine Yang's painting to cause trouble for Wang Yao, but she found that she could not move. She could not rush out of the painting at all.
" This is a free bar," Wang Yao said, feeling refreshed."Sleep, sleep. I still have to wake up for work tomorrow morning.”
"The next time we go in, we'll modify it. It's all wine.”Wang Yao shook his head and looked disgusted.
But then again, there was a lot of spiritual energy here.
Modern society was in an era of chaos, and spiritual energy had long been replaced by turbid energy. It was estimated that only in those deep mountains and old forests would there be thin spiritual energy.
Now, Wang Yao had drunk his fill and fell asleep with satisfaction.
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