Refining Gu

“Seven true biography, have your letter.”

Shen Lian had just sent Wu Dayi on the front foot and Ansaza sent a red letter on the back foot.

Inlaid with gold strokes, luxurious face.

It was a letter of invitation from Asilah.

“Alice Alexander’s birthday party?” Asilah’s mother had a birthday and had a dinner party.

“Well, take this opportunity and explore the truth of Asilah.” Shen Lian decided to attend the dinner after a little thought.

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The next day, the lantern was first.

Early on, the road leading to the embassy, ​​all four streets around it were banned, and only guests with an invitation letter can pass the checkpoint.

In the carriage, Shen Lian was sitting in a dangerous position, and his sturdy body was wearing a black evening gown, which was very cold.

Sitting next to him, Van Gogh wore a snow-white halter dress with a translucent gauze on his face, and his long curly hair was neatly laid behind him, full of mysterious charm.

She is a very beautiful woman, and after she has been dressed up, she is even more dazzling.

“It’s beautiful, even a bit of a slap in the face.” Shen Lian looked at the beautiful woman in his arms, said with a smile.

“Asilah obviously wants to seduce you, of course I can’t lose to her.” Van Gogh smiled and hugged Shen Lian and kissed gently, just as good, without messing up the rosy lips.

Carriage parked in front of the embassy.

Shen Lian and Van Gogh got the carriage.

“Hey, Vatican Madam, I am very glad to meet you.” In front of the door, a macho man who was walking in, suddenly stopped and sang a slap in the face of Van Gogh, who had a manicured white beard. Wearing a animal skin, it is extraordinarily rough and unrestrained.

“Mongolian clansman?” Shen Lian squatted, and this robust man was like a Mongolian soldier in the heroic singer.

“Trail mine, hello.” Van Gogh daggers for the ceremony, and introduced it, “This is my friend, 蚩 蚩, the seventh true disciple of the afternoon.”

“Seven true biography, he is from the Mongolian ‘mountain’ outside the Great Wall, dragging the thunder, the fourth son of Genghis Khan.” Van Gogh smiled.

The fourth son of Genghis Khan…not the Kublai Khan. Hey… Shen Lian’s expression changed slightly, and he bowed his hand to the ceremony, and his heart appeared in the map of the east continent.

The Great Qin Empire built the Great Wall and blocked a vast grassland. Genghis Khan could not break the Great Wall. He could only attack the city in other directions. It was the northern continent that was only separated by a strait.

“You are the rule of the afternoon?!” Dragging a little blink of an eye, a little accident, quickly put the right hand on the chest, according to the Mongolian warrior’s courtesy of Shen Lian 鞠躬.

The three people entered a magnificent banquet hall, the space was very spacious, surrounded by long tables and fine food, the guests stood in the middle of the area, laughing and talking with a glass of wine, and the waiter holding a silver plate Walk around and add wine to the guests.

“Two, I will go and say hello to a few old friends.”

Shen Lian took two glasses of wine from the waiter and handed it to the Vatican. After taking a sip, he also walked into the crowd.

“Vatican, you are here too.”

“Vatican, this guy is?”

Soon, Vatican was surrounded by a group of ladies, and it was a well-known witch doctor. The popularity was quite good.

At this time, the melodious music rang.

The guests were paired with men and women and danced in a social dance.

“蚩无极.” Asila suddenly appeared, advance Shen Lian reached out and laughed at said: “Can you dance with me?”

“Hey.” Van Gogh coldly smiled.

Shen Lian apologized: “I can’t dance.”

“It doesn’t matter, just follow my steps and go.” Asila ignored the cold eyes of Van Gogh and couldn’t help but pull Shen Lian’s hand and drag him into the dance floor.

“Your right hand is holding my hand, your left hand is holding my waist, one, two, three, yes, that’s it!”

Asila twisted her waist and paced with the music beat and danced.

“Miss Asilah, your dance is very good.” Shen Lian scorned and praised, “However, if you take me away from Van Gogh, she will be angry.”

“Vancouver is just a witch doctor. Everyone can only think of her when she is sick. What can you get from her?” Asilah’s expression was full of disdain.

“Listen to what you mean, you seem to be able to give me more things.” Shen Lian grabbed Asilah’s waist and made a slight effort.

Arathi nodded and smiled. Said: “My parents represent the ancient Roman Empire. If we are together, then you are a nobleman. We can go to the north of the continent and enjoy a happy life.”

“Just like this? As long as we are together, it’s okay?” Shen Lian pretends to be a barbaric appetance, and surprises appear in his expression.

“Yes.” Asilah was close, clinging to Shen Lian, and the straight double-angle squeeze rubbed against him. “Of course, if you can contribute to the Roman Empire, you will naturally be beyond imagination. Reward.”

“What contribution?”

“Your Master, he once worked as the royal guard of Qin Shihuang, knowing Qin Shihuang’s living habits, preferences, exclusive arcane, etc. As long as you ask your Master, ask a little something, that is huge. Contributed.” Asilah finally revealed the fox tail, and her goal was Qin Shihuang.