Chapter 628: First Hearing of Li Hua

The blue sky is like a wash, the large ships are anchored on the shore, and there are many masts in the port. It is not as closed and closed as Meng Qi imagined.

Standing at the pier was a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old. Her hair was pulled into a bun, her face was fair and tender, her nose was straight, and her eyebrows were clear.

She was wearing a pink and white dress, which made her skin delicate and smooth. The most outstanding feature among her facial features were her eyes, which were mixed with naive innocence and silky charm.

"The Bodhisattva has received the 'letter' from Qianli Island. He understands the whole story and invites Mr. Poisonous Hand to meet him at the Dalai Palace." The girl Pinpin Tingting bowed.

"Okay." The sea breeze was wild, and Meng Qi's green shirt swayed and made a sound, but his whole body was as steady as a mountain and as calm as the deep sea, and he walked slowly down the boat.

Yingning smiled brightly and returned the gesture: "I don't know your sister's name."

"Little girl Le Huan, an ordinary disciple on Lihua Island." The girl replied in a panic, as if she didn't expect Ying Ning to be so enthusiastic.

Ying Ning blinked at Meng Qi, took Le Huan's arm, and asked kindly about Lihua Island and Lian Yu Bodhisattva. Le Huan had nothing to hide and answered honestly, which made Meng Qi know more about this place. Understand.

After leaving the pier, there are criss-crossing streets with shops and vendors, various goods, and the faint sound of um um ah ah wafting from everywhere. It really feels like spring, making people feel warm all over. The body is soft and soft, making it difficult to travel.

There were not too many people on the road. There were a girl walking alone, a man and a woman walking hand in hand, and a woman surrounded by several men. From time to time, you could see flesh bugs rolling around in the corners, with shiny skin and pink arms, looking lustful. The smell comes out again and again.

Le Huan led Meng Qi and the two of them across the street, aiming directly at the mountain at the end. Just after passing an intersection, a beggar suddenly came to the street. His clothes were ragged but clean, and his expression was full of pleading. He hugged Le Huan's slender body tightly. The lower leg kept calling: "Female Bodhisattva, do well, do well, do well."

"There are also beggars in Lihua Island..." Meng Qi looked around calmly like all old monsters and found dozens of beggars gathered under the eaves of this street.

Lehuan frowned and kicked his legs, freed himself from the beggar's hand, and said with a pout: "They are all the furnaces of Bodhisattvas, elders, and senior sisters. Because they are not motivated enough, even the effectiveness of the medicine dregs is lost, and they do not have special skills and are not accepted by the beggar. Love cannot be a piece of cake, they can only be reduced to slaves and do odd jobs, but in this way, no one will get close to them, and they cannot enjoy the pleasure of men and women. If they are more capable of seducing other disciples on the island, the worse ones are just like them. Just like that, I come here to beg for pleasure every day.”

You can still beg for this... Even though he is well-informed, Meng Qi still feels like he is wiping out a cold sweat. There are indeed many wonders in the world, but these guys have fallen to this level and are still unwilling to leave Lihua Island. This is enough to show that this place is full of wonders. Temptation makes the pleasure between men and women like "taking drugs", making it difficult to extricate themselves.

Lehuan glanced at the street as he spoke, and his eyes suddenly froze and stuck to a certain corner.

There was also a beggar there, with tattered clothes, a foul smell, and abnormally twisted legs. It seemed that he had been interrupted by others because of the "begging" dispute.

He was thin, his face was delicate but covered with malignant sores, which made him look quite disgusting. His lips were so dry and peeling, and his eyes looked at Lehuan with a timid and voyeuristic look.

"How pitiful..." Le Huan whispered, with a slightly hoarse voice that could scratch the bones of most men.

The corners of Meng Qi's mouth moved slightly, and Le Huan's eyes were blurred and moist as if they were dripping, and his expression was full of pity and care.

"How pitiful..." she repeated, looking at Meng Qi with a pleading expression: "Mr. Poisonous Hands, can you wait for a while? He is so pitiful, he needs to wait for this little girl to give him alms."

"Go." Meng Qi was speechless and could only keep the old monster calm.

To be able to get emotional because of this, the teachings of the Huanxi lineage are really astonishing to normal people!

Le Huan walked towards the beggar slowly. The beggar's eyes raised as she approached, showing a bit of confusion, a bit of flinching, and a bit of obsession.

Lehuan took off her pink and white dress, revealing her fair and delicate back. She had a slender figure, and the curves on both sides gathered at her waist, creating a thrilling and beautiful arc. Then she raised her hand and scattered her bun, which was as black as a silky waterfall. It suddenly slipped down and sprinkled on the shoulders, half covering the back, causing many beggars to grunt in unison.

Her expression was holy and compassionate. In the surprised, shocked and grateful eyes of the beggar, she was like a real Bodhisattva. She stepped into the "mud" step by step, sat down slowly, mixed pink and white with black and yellow, and let out a long, thin sound. The sound of grace turns.

"Sister Lehuan is so compassionate..." Yingning looked at Lehuan with admiration and hid slightly behind Meng Qi to avoid the red eyes of the beggars.

Compassion... Meng Qi felt that he had ignored the word "compassion". If someone said he was compassionate in the future, he could only scold him harshly, "You are compassionate, and your whole family is compassionate!"

He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the sky, feeling vicissitudes of life and elegance, but in fact he was just asking silently.

Lihua Island has quite a few rules. After witnessing such a lively scene, with so many beggars, no one dared to come up and force them to join. They could only watch helplessly, hoping that the female Bodhisattva would show her kindness and comfort the whole street.

Not long after, the beggar let out a contented yet unwilling groan, his body softened, Lehuan's back turned red, and her arms tightened.

She kissed the beggar, moved her hands down, and set his bones with a snap, but the beggar's breath was weak, as if he was exhausted.

"Is this how you can take supplements?" Meng Qi frowned slightly, what about the mercy charity that he promised?

Yingning answered seriously: "There are donations and offerings. Sister Lehuan is not very powerful. If she only accepts donations and does not accept offerings, her blood will immediately boil, just like being hit by the strongest aphrodisiac. If she is not satisfied, she will die of internal fire. In fact, the offerings she just accepted are very small, equivalent to the consumption of a normal man having sex with his wife and concubine two or three times. It's just that this beggar has been injured for a long time and his body is exhausted, so he collapsed."

It's natural... Meng Qi decided not to be surprised. After all, this is the Taoist temple of the Su Nu Dao, which is a special case.

Lehuan put on her dress, her pretty face was flushed with a bright red, her breath was a little hurried, and there were a few drops of crystal sweat on both sides of her nose. She forced back the beggars' hands one by one, and returned to Meng Qi, saying embarrassedly: "Sir, I kept you waiting for a long time. I was too excited just now, and the joy came so violently and quickly that I couldn't stand up for a while."

Is this something that can be discussed publicly? Meng Qi once again felt the troubles of being born with a normal outlook on life.

He looked indifferent and nodded slightly: "Then continue to lead the way."

Le Huan glanced at Ying Ning, stuck out her pink tongue, turned around, and walked forward like a willow in the wind.

After passing the town, stepping onto the stone steps, all the way up, Meng Qi distractedly observed the flow of the heaven and earth energy of Lihua Island and the obvious array arrangements.

This place is not just to defend against foreign enemies as Ying Ning described, and it is not forbidden to leave. Judging from the murderous intent implied in the heaven and earth energy, there is a terrible forbidden killing array hidden. It is just a normal medicine slag furnace. If you want to leave, the people of Su Nu Dao are afraid that they are too lazy to stop it. With this time, it is better to find a new one. Even if the effect is similar to the medicine slag, at least it is a change of taste.

With his hands behind his back, he slowly climbed up. Meng Qi seemed deep, but in fact he was rolling his thoughts and pondering his plans.

It was absolutely impossible for him to meet the Bodhisattva of Joy or other masters of the Su Nu Dao. He had to disappear the identity of "Poisonous Hand Demon Lord" without arousing suspicion after the Bodhisattva of Pity and Desire reported it, and then lurk in Lihua Island, observing those male disciples who have certain talents and may comprehend the Overlord's Absolute Sword, waiting for an opportunity to catch one, transform into him, and enter the Su Nu Fairyland to comprehend.

This opportunity must be grasped well, not too early, because male disciples are often raped. If the female party is not strong, it's okay. He can use the fake version of the Heavenly Demon Bliss mixed with illusion to deceive the world. If the female party has the scene level, her identity will be exposed and fall into an extremely dangerous situation. She can only escape by relying on the Lan Ke Temple or the Samsara Talisman, which may not work. The timing cannot be too late. When the disciple is about to comprehend, someone must be secretly monitoring this kind of disciple.

"The relationship between the Xuannv lineage and the Huanxi Bodhisattva lineage is not harmonious. If there is a choice, Shangshui Fairy will definitely not use the same dojo with Lianyu Bodhisattva..." Meng Qi suddenly thought of something, "So, this place must be special, such as one of the entrances to the Su Nu Fairyland?"

He narrowed his eyes, his expression unchanged, and followed Le Huan to a magnificent palace with a plaque covered with love filth:

"Da Le Palace".

A man stood at the door. His face looked only forty years old, but it was full of wrinkles. His hair was completely white and looked quite dry. There was a dark red gap between his eyebrows, like a hidden eye. He held a dark black longbow in his hand, and a quiver hung on his waist with seven golden lacquer long arrows inserted.

Meng Qi looked him up and down, and his heart was slightly moved: "Is this friend the 'Three-eyed Archer God' Li Wendi?"

The man's eyes were slightly cloudy and dull. He looked at Meng Qi and suddenly showed some caution and hatred: "Who are you?"

"It's the Poisonous Demon Lord." Le Huan introduced, and glanced at the man, "Li Wendi, you have destroyed your foundation, and you have fallen from a big tonic to a snack. Why do you care about others?"

It's really the "Three-eyed Archer God" Li Wendi. Meng Qi's heart was a little rippled. This was a famous figure decades ago, a direct disciple of a first-class sect, gifted, and famous for his archery. When he first entered the outdoor scene, he could kill people with one arrow twenty miles away. He was once praised as a promising master, but unfortunately he disappeared before stepping on the first level of the ladder, and there was no news. I didn't expect to see him today on Lihua Island!

Li Wendi's breathing became rapid, and he finally suppressed it, turned his body sideways, and stepped aside.

Meng Qi didn't look at it anymore, and followed Le Huan into the house.

"He is the one who has lived the longest among the Bodhisattva's cauldrons. He originally had the Three Heavens of the Outer Scenery, but because he fell in love, every time the Bodhisattva made love with other cauldrons, he became jealous, and he could not protect his soul when he was collecting essence, and lost both his life and his life. In the end, he fell from a great tonic to a snack. If it weren't for the Bodhisattva's nostalgia, he would have sent him to do odd jobs." Le Huan muttered.

"Hey, you can still collect essence and find true feelings." Meng Qi laughed and stepped into the hall. There was a golden bed with white petals on it. A woman was half lying and half leaning on two muscular men. There were handsome men serving her at her sides and feet.

She was covered with white gauze, her skin was pink and tender, her face was dignified, and she was often compassionate. Every part of her body exuded an indescribable charm.

The Bodhisattva of Pity and Desire moved her delicate ankles and smiled slightly, saying, "Poison Hand, it's been many years, and you are becoming more and more unfathomable."

Oh my, someone Poison Hand knows! Meng Qi was suddenly a little dumbfounded and couldn't help but pinch the reincarnation talisman.