One of them is a chicken head.
Immortals have always cracked down on the prostitution industry, with industrialization being the top priority. If there is no organization, the maximum sentence is 15 days in prison, but if there is organized prostitution, the maximum sentence may be death penalty.
Because Huang is often involved in human trafficking.
"Do you think the immortal has ever been to this bathing center?" Shui Ming Yuan Jun asked in a voice transmission.
There is no man in the world who is not lustful. As long as there is yin and yang, there will be tendencies in that direction, because it is an instinctive desire. Practitioners can restrain themselves or indulge themselves.
She really wanted to ask: Are you short of people?
Without even turning his head to look, Master Feixing could feel the opponent's heavy breathing, raised his foot, and used his waist to drive his legs to do a roundhouse kick.
Shui Ming Yuan Jun flew out on the spot and hung on the fence of the community. The wall did not collapse, which was enough to show that the attack was very measured.
The black man raised his eyebrows. Although he didn't understand what happened, he was very considerate to cover up the noise for the two. This is the capital of the gods, Gaojing. Regardless of the number of monks, the police force to maintain social order can achieve three policemen stationed on each street.
If someone calls the police, they will arrive within 5 minutes.
They are definitely not afraid of the police, but there is no need to cause trouble.
The ordinary people around were stunned for a moment, and then the strange looks disappeared and they never looked over here again.
"Fuck! Are you sick?" Shui Ming Yuanjun cursed on the spot, like a modern person. Her delicate features were full of anger. She really couldn't stand this madman.
In her previous life, the other party was powerful and she couldn't get angry. Now, Master Feixing is just an ordinary Nascent Soul.
According to the Taoist Qingxuan, there are now many Yuanyings walking around in Shenzhou. An unknown number of people have entered the Tao, and only a handful can count those who have attained the Tao.
Only those who have attained the state of being a god can be considered powerful, and only those who have attained enlightenment can dominate a region.
Master Feixing is now a nobody!
"Put away your little thoughts, and don't do anything presumptuous, even if it's just a thought." Master Feixing looked down at me with a slightly cold expression, and boundless pressure descended upon me.
The hearts of the two people present sank, as if a mountain stood in front of them.
The little black man was stunned for a moment and looked surprised.
This doesn't seem like the aura that a Nascent Soul should have.
"I am also trying to save you. Everyone has been reincarnated, which means the Star Lord has also been reincarnated. Your great-grandmother once tried to seduce an immortal, and was almost beaten to death by the Star Lord. The legendary sword immortal should have been reincarnated as well."
Hearing about Taiyin Xingjun, Shuiming Yuanjun immediately lost his temper, but still grumbled stubbornly: "It's not normal for an immortal to have three wives and four concubines, as he is so powerful."
"Haha, the wives and concubines of immortals are also powerful. Do you think they will allow you to interfere?" asked Master Feixing. "Besides, with your body, forget it."
"What's wrong with me? I am a big star with a very high status in this era."
"Actors and courtesans cannot be on stage or in high positions."
"You disabled person!"
"Though his body is impaired, his spirit is not. If he can rise to the top again, he can be a great talent."
The two quarreled several times, and in the end, Shui Ming Yuanjun was completely defeated just like in his previous life.
Seeing that the two stopped quarreling, the little black man smiled and said, "We run a legitimate bathing business, and the immortal senior often comes to patronize us, so there is no need to worry."
After all, Moro built a bathing center for Li Changsheng, and a seafood supermarket so that he could eat seafood.
Maybe I will have to open a chess and card room or a gaming company in the future.
All of this has been written into the company's plan, and Moro, who controls the Great Spring, is equivalent to the oil man of the past. He basically does not need to worry about whether he will lose money or not.
But it’s about how to create your own persona as a people’s entrepreneur.
By that time, the food and clothing of millions of Cao workers will depend on this, and this will be a "golden body of merit". Anyone who dares to fight them will have to hand over the golden body.
Having said this, Feixing Zhenren and Shuiming Yuanjun took the gold cards, and the latter looked very disappointed.
Since it is opened at the doorstep of an immortal's house, there will basically be no problem.
"Then I won't bother you two anymore."
The little black man bowed slightly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
At the bathing center across the street, Moro appeared, touching his chin and looking at the back of Feixing Zhenren.
The little black man beside him asked, "Senior Mo Luo, is there anything wrong with that person?"
A Saint King actually showed interest in them. If they were at the stage of Divine Transformation, it would be fine. Maybe they were capable of attaining the Dao. But in the perception of the little black man, these two people were at the Nascent Soul stage.
The only special thing is that his foundation is more solid than that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, and he has a high probability of breaking through to the God Transformation stage.
"It's a bit special. The spirit platform of the little guy on the right is unusually large, even larger than mine. He must have practiced some very magical skills."
Moro withdrew his gaze, then turned back to the bathing center.
There are so many things in this world that we don’t know about. Everyone has some secrets.
After entering the residential area, Master Feixing and Master Shuiming used magic to conceal their figures and did not attract the attention of ordinary people in the residential area.
Instead, a land temple next to the banyan tree in the center of the community caught their attention. The land temple was very small, probably only a few square meters, with a clay sculpture inside, and only two words "Tongyou" on the plaque of the shrine.
The aroma of incense is vast, not much, but enough to support a small god.
They cast their eyes over it, not paying much attention at first, but suddenly a flash of inspiration appeared on the clay sculpture.
It was as if I was in the underworld, and a dark emperor in a black robe was looking at me.
Another second passed and everything returned to calm.
Shuiming Yuanjun broke out in a cold sweat and quickly bowed. Feixing Zhenren looked solemn and bowed to show his respect for the offense.
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