Chapter 1500 Oiran

"Is this the Bliss Building?"

Yao, Shun, and Yu were in a daze, and the scene in front of them had an indescribable appeal, melting their will little by little, tempting them to join in, and join the carnival in front of them.

Compared with Yao, Shun, Yu and others, Jiang Cheng was not only shocked by the current scene, but also felt an indescribable familiarity. In the Xixieming Mountains, such a picture flashed through his mind. And now these are all alive.

Tongtiantai, Bliss Tower, no one expected that the current president of the Night Watch would deign to hide in the team himself, and even summon this ghost tower here.

"Look!" The fat man pointed his hand in the air with sharp eyes.

Looking in the direction of the finger, I saw fluctuations in the originally stable space. The ripples spread out in circles, and then two figures suddenly spit out from it.

"I was careless!" Mr. Shui stomped his feet angrily, "I didn't expect that he would also act as a back-up. This guy is smarter than me. Damn it!"

Later, Mr. Shui didn't know what he thought of, and he smiled sinisterly, "But it doesn't matter. Now that my barrier has been completed, now that he has entered this temple, he will never be able to escape. Even if he uses This dilapidated building traps us, and we won’t suffer even if we fight one!”

"Kill him, and this ghost building will be destroyed!" Mr. Shui said proudly.

Compared to Mr. Shui's optimism, Wuji was much calmer. He looked up out of thin air at a darkness above, where the black mist lingered, like a ball of ink that could not be dissolved. The light from Luo Nu's lamp below could not penetrate there at all.

Jiang Cheng probably understood the current situation. Originally, Mr. Wu and Shui planned to recruit you into the urn, and then deceived Shao Tong, the current president of the Night Watch, into the area of ​​​​the Shengsi Temple to close the door and beat the dog. However, he was found out and the president did not He resorted to tricks and summoned the ghost building in Master Shui's domain first, but instead trapped the group of them in the ghost building.

The current situation is that they are trapped by the president's ghost building, and this ghost building is trapped by Master Shui's barrier, just like a matryoshka doll.

The final winner depends on whether Wu and Mr. Shui can defeat the president in this ghost building.

The music in the ears became more and more urgent, and the drumbeats were like dense rain, hitting everyone's hearts drop by drop, pushing this weird carnival to a climax.

Zhu Jie Tang Qisheng's face turned pale, and all he could do was lean on each other tightly. Everyone had a premonition that something big was about to happen.

"Pretend to be a ghost, get out of here!"

With Master Shui's loud shout, the crutch in his hand disappeared out of thin air, and then suddenly appeared more than ten feet away, slamming into the ungazing darkness.

The diffuse black mist was shattered, and a figure emerged. There was a high platform, which was enough to overlook the entire Ji Le Building. The wooden pillars were decorated with gold and silver, which were extremely gorgeous. The president stood among them, using his hands without any pain. With a flick of his hand, the crutch that came with such force flew back.

Mr. Shui, who caught the crutches, frowned and couldn't help but whisper: "In this broken building, your power and mine will be suppressed. He will be much more difficult to deal with than before."

"Leave him to me, and you protect those below."

Wu drew his sword out of its sheath, the clear light of the sword was like a crescent moon, and its cold momentum even froze the reveling crowd below.

Mr. Shui opened his mouth slightly. He didn't expect this guy to be so crazy, but his philosophy is not to fight if he can't fight. Even if he wants to fight, he should be the last one to strike. If he can't get something cheap, he should think twice before doing anything. After slowly backing away, he looked at Wu sideways and said: "Little brother, you said this, but don't worry, sir, I am not a person who will not save you. If you can't hold on anymore, just call me. Sir, I still have something to hold on to." The baby hasn’t been taken out yet.”

The president on the stage was holding the railing with his hands, and the enthusiasm on his face was like that of a hospitable host. He clapped his hands and said with a smile: "There is no rush to fight, we are all here. I invite you to watch a song and dance. The song and dance of my Ji Le Building is not You can watch it if you want.”

But before he finished speaking, Wu's figure mysteriously disappeared out of thin air. In the next second, a sword slashed down vertically, splitting the general and the high platform into two.

However, Wu did not hesitate after he succeeded, and immediately turned around. The smashed president and Gaotai appeared in another place like ghosts, exactly in the direction Wu was watching, and they had merged into one.

The president still had a smile on his face and clapped his hands gently. With this crisp sound, the carnival crowd below seemed to have pressed the pause button. They stopped what they were doing, then turned around and looked into the building. In the middle position, the neat and uniform movements send chills down the spine.

Only then did Jiang Cheng and others notice that there was a large open space in the middle of the hall. Because it was relatively dark, they had ignored it before. Now it looked like a stage set up with light-colored curtains on it. Surrounded by a curtain, the scene inside cannot be seen.

But as the Luo Nu lamps around them lit up, an enchanting figure was actually reflected on the light-colored curtains. The figure was extremely lonely but moved with the rhythm, dancing with swaying postures and delicate feet. The translucent curtains Behind the curtain, the oiran is dressed in red, her waist can't be broken, and her steps are filled with lotuses...

Everyone was immersed in it, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras could not be heard. What was even weirder was that such a beautiful picture could not arouse any evil thoughts in people's hearts. On the contrary, it seemed more like a kind of detachment.

Fatty Yao, Shun, and Yu Zhujie, Tang Qisheng's eyes gradually blurred, and Tang Qisheng even showed an incomprehensible smile, and stepped forward uncontrollably, as if he was about to ascend to the bliss of the afterlife.

Only Jiang Cheng stared at the red dress behind the curtain. The more he looked at it, the more frightened he became. He felt vaguely familiar, but how could there be someone he was familiar with in this Paradise Building?

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With a loud shout, the curtain in front of him was torn apart by countless plants swarming away, and the scene behind the curtain was completely exposed to everyone.

The moment he saw the oiran's face clearly, Jiang Cheng was stunned, and Fatty and others also woke up as if from a dream.

The fat man even lost his voice, "Empress Dahe!"

The person dancing behind the curtain is actually Lady Dahe!

Today, she is still dressed as before, a bright red wedding dress with exquisite embroidery, but in sharp contrast to the graceful dancing posture, are the tears on her pretty face.

Unknowingly, Wu Yingying had burst into tears. She still maintained her dancing posture during the curtain call, her movements were gorgeous and impeccable, but her eyes were looking at Jiang Cheng, and the complexity in her eyes was heart-wrenching.

Wu Yingying disappeared on the bus last time, and Lian Wu couldn't feel her breath. Unexpectedly...unexpectedly, she was trapped in the Paradise Building by the president!

The next second, the president who was watching the show on the high stage gradually stopped smiling, stretched out his hand, pointed at Jiang Chenghan and said: "Kill him!"