Womanizing Mage

Long Yi led Misty Piaoxue and Li Qing straight up the stairs, no one dared to stop him.

Go upstairs, but at the door of Cuiniang's boudoir, there are two big men in leather armor standing like doorposts. Seeing Long Yi and his party approaching extremely arrogantly, they immediately tense up and enter a fighting state.

In just a split second, two blasts of cold air flashed by, and the two big men were covered in white frost and could not move. The only thing that could move was the two pairs of frightened eyeballs.

"Young Master Ying, don't be like this, you're drunk, ah..." Long Yi stretched out his hand and was about to push the door open when he heard Cuiniang's panicked cry from inside, a strange look flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth There was a faint smile.

"Cui...Cui Niang, don't you know how my master treats you?" A male voice with a big tongue sounded, it seemed that he really drank a little too much.

"Cui Niang understands, but Cui Niang can't accept it." Cui Niang's breathing was a little short.

"Why? Is it because of that stinky boy that day? What's so good about him? How can he be as good as me." The man roared like an enraged lion, followed by the sound of ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong porcelain smashing .

"No...don't, Young Master Ying, please let me go." There was a sound of broken silk, and Cui Niang begged helplessly.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Long Yi's mouth, he pushed open the door with a squeak, and looked at the man and woman by the window with great interest. Cui Niang panicked, her beautiful eyes were full of pearls, a large piece of the clothes on her shoulders was torn off, while Long Ying smelled of alcohol all over her body, with a distorted anger on her face.

"Young Master, Young Master..." Seeing Long Yi, Cui Niang suddenly pushed Long Ying away, and Ruyan rushed into Long Yi's embrace like throwing herself into a forest, crying bitterly.

Long Yi patted Cuiniang's pink back. Staring at Longying sarcastically, he said with a smile: "Your Highness, that's all you have to do. Where did you go when you were a romantic saint?"

"Ximenyu. It's you again, why do you have to fight against me every time." Long Ying's drunkenness seemed to disappear without a trace in an instant, leaving only hatred in his heart.

Long Yi smiled, shook his head and said: "You think too highly of yourself, just because you are not worthy to be my opponent."

"You...you will die in an ugly way." Long Ying snorted and walked out angrily.

The moment Long Ying brushed against Long Yi and walked over, the bloody skull on the palm of Long Yi's left hand trembled slightly, and then returned to calm.

Long Yi frowned and looked back at Longying's back, there seemed to be something wrong with this guy.

at this time,

Cui Niang's pretty face blushed and pushed Long Yi away. With a hint of shyness and anxiety.

"Wipe it off." Long Yi took out a brocade handkerchief from the interspatial ring and handed it to Cuiniang, then found a chair and sat down, with Qingwu Piaoxue obediently pinching his shoulder behind him.

Cui Niang wiped away her tears. Looking at Qingwu Piaoxue who was serving Long Yi, she was startled for a while, and then showed a relieved expression. Although Misty Piaoxue was dressed in men's clothing, her slender figure and exquisite facial features had already revealed the identity of their daughter's family.

Long Yi snorted comfortably, winked at Li Su slightly, and Li Qing walked out. By the way, he closed the door.

Cuiniang shook the brocade handkerchief in her hand, quietly stuffed it into her sleeve, then made a new pot of tea and sat opposite Long Yidi.

"My lord, please have some tea." Cuiniang poured a cup of clear tea and put it in front of Long Yi. Meimou secretly glanced at him, but didn't expect Long Yizheng to be looking at her with a little smile, so she hastily withdrew her gaze, her heart pounding.

"Cui Niang, when did you know Long Ying's identity?" Long Yi asked casually.

"I only heard about it from my sisters a few days ago, but I just found out the identity of the young master." Cui Niang took a deep breath and replied, she did not expect that the man she met a few days ago would be the man he is now. The second young master of the Ximen Mansion, who is so powerful.

"Since you know that Long Ying is the crown prince, why didn't you follow him?" Long Yi continued to ask, a little girl from Dijinglou was favored by the crown prince. I'm afraid that anyone who knows about it will think it's a blessing from several lifetimes.

"Although the crown prince is honorable, emotional matters cannot be measured by status. He can get the little girl's body, but the little girl's heart will always only be filled with the person she likes." Cui Niang replied softly, with a slight look between her eyebrows. Firmness is also a bit painful and helpless.

"Then who is your heart pretending to be?" Long Yi smiled and asked while taking a sip of tea.

Cuiniang's pretty face became more and more rosy, and she was speechless, but when she mustered up the courage to raise her head, she saw Long Yi holding a teacup in a daze, his eyes filled with sadness, memories, and a trace of powerlessness. As I saw him when I opened the window that morning. Dressed in white, unruly long black, and sad eyes, it was at that moment that her heart trembled like an electric shock, and his figure was branded from then on.

If it wasn't for that moment, she might have succumbed to Longying long ago. A brothel girl is a brothel girl, and no matter how many people are chasing her, she will not become a lady of the family. That innocent body is just a bargaining chip. Selling it at a higher price is essentially no different from other brothel girls.

But it was the figure that was branded in her heart that gave her a glimmer of hope that even if she wanted to give her body, she would give it to someone she liked, so she resisted powerlessly under Long Ying's pressure.

Although politics as a brothel woman seems out of reach for them, but there are so many people in the brothel, and there is an endless stream of people from all walks of life, so basically every brothel woman has a little understanding of the current situation in the mainland.

The power of the Ximen family covering the sky with one hand and the dwindling power of the Long family are easy to remind people of something. When Cui Niang learned that Long Yi was the legendary second young master of the Ximen family, she had no idea in her heart. Impossible, even if she likes and has the ability to protect herself, this is simply the blessing of the God of Light, the opportunity is right in front of her, why doesn't she want to seize it tightly?

"Do you want to be the proprietress who leans on the red and leans against the emerald building?" Suddenly Long Yi threw out a sentence, which surprised Cui Niang.

Niang only hesitated for a few seconds before replying hastily, she originally wanted to ask Long to take her away, even if she was a maid by his side, she would be satisfied. But being the proprietress of this brothel is another matter. Although being a proprietress is said to usher in the day of sending off, at least her innocent body is preserved, and under the protection of the Ximen family, who would dare to make trouble? . Besides, she can do something for her sweetheart, which is what makes her most satisfied.

"Soon you will get your wish." Long Yi smiled lightly, this Cui Niang was tough and clever enough. Cultivate it and you can be independent.

At this time, in the backyard of the green building leaning against the red, there are dozens of corpses lying in the rockery forest. Every corpse is covered with frost, and there is a thin wound in the throat. Frozen for a few days.

Li Qing walked out of the two-storey building in the backyard with his usual cold and indifferent expression. Nearly a hundred people in the secret rooms of the house behind him had died on the spot.

Li Qing walked forward with his sword in his arms, but suddenly heard a scream, the proprietress leaning on the red and nestling in the emerald building was looking at him with a pale face.

A cold light flashed in Li Su's eyes. The ice sword in his hand drew a milky white arc, and a head flew up, and everything returned to calm.

The ice sword pointed obliquely at the ground. A few drops of blood slid down effortlessly, and the moment it fell off the tip of the sword, it formed blood-colored ice particles and fell on the bluestone board, making a clanging sound.

In the next second, Long Yi appeared in front of Li Jing with light mist and snow and Cuiniang, Cuiniang looked at the headless body of the proprietress on the ground with a pretty pale face. Obviously, he had never seen such a bloody scene before.

"Is everything resolved?" Long Yi asked.

"Yes, young master." Li Qing replied briefly.

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Long Yi looked around, at the beginning Qixiang Tower was washed with blood. Long's actually arrogantly built one of their intelligence bases on the spot. He really didn't take him seriously. An eye for an eye, blood for blood is his principle, and this is just the beginning.

In the eyes of the common people, the Dragon family is the orthodox of the Kuanglong Empire. Judging from the current situation, the Ximen family will not act first, so they will openly pull out the nails placed by the Dragon family, and just find an excuse to fool the people. Look at that How long will the military division endure. If you wait until the Aoyue Emperor's team returns to the division. I'm afraid he would have no chance if he wanted to make a move.

"The flowers bloom very brightly." Long Yi murmured while staring at the colorful flowers in the courtyard.

"Yeah, I don't know why, the ground flowers in this courtyard bloom much earlier than the flowers outside but wither much later, it's really strange." Cui Niang got used to it at this time, hearing Long Yi talking to himself replied.

"Is it strange?" Long Yi asked indifferently, and suddenly stretched out his hand, a layer of faint blue light appeared in his hand, only to see him flick it lightly, and suddenly a gust of wind blew past, those gorgeous flowers were rooted with soil It was completely blown into the air.

After all the green breath came down, the ground was in a mess. To everyone's surprise, there was a magic circle emitting faint light on the ground that had just been planted with various flowers.

"Sleepy spirit magic circle." Long Yi's eyes flashed, he now knew all kinds of magic circles like the back of his hand, he knew the name of the magic circle just by looking at the magic circle.

Long Yi flicked his true energy towards the surroundings of the sleepy spirit magic circle, several magic crystals that supply magic power suddenly flew up, and the light of the magic circle dimmed in an instant. A thick black mist rose from it, and the gloomy cold air immediately covered the entire backyard, and a human-shaped red shadow loomed in the center of the magic circle.

"Yin spirit." Long Yi was startled, and sensed a powerful breath of undead. In order to avoid trouble, he isolated the entire backyard with a barrier.

"It's Sister Yu, she's Sister Yu." Qingwu Piaoxue couldn't help shouting with tears in her eyes when she saw the fiery red ghost floating in the air.

Long Yi was also frantically shocked, the fiery red Yin spirit's somewhat vague outline was indeed somewhat similar to Ruyu, and what shocked and delighted him even more was that this Yin spirit was not as recognizable as other unconscious Yin spirits. Strangers attacked, and she even came to express friendly messages, wanting to get close but not daring to get close.

"Ruyu, don't be afraid, come here." Long Yi tried to use his mental power to communicate with this fiery red ghost. Generally speaking, ghosts are undead creatures without autonomous consciousness, except for ghosts, but their so-called consciousness is also Formed in the later period, it will not retain the consciousness of life, but judging from this fiery red ghost, Ruyu's consciousness seems to have retained a part, so it will show kindness after meeting familiar people.

The fiery red Yin spirit sensed Long Yi's call, it floated over cautiously, and came in front of Long Yi, bringing bursts of strange scorching aura, it was a kind of cold heat, literally, this expression was contradictory , but it does feel that way. Long Yi also didn't know how this peculiar Yin spirit came into being, maybe it absorbed the heat of the fire element when the Qixiang Building was burned down, thus forming a rare natural Yin spirit.

"Ruyu, do you know me? I am your young master." Long Yi said softly. He stretched out his hand towards the fiery red Yin spirit, but the Yin spirit retreated subconsciously, and then let Long Yi's big hand caress it over,

Yin Ling is a pure spiritual body. Long Yi's mental power covered the surface of his palm, and he even felt like he could touch it. Yin Ling's somewhat fuzzy face rubbed against Long Yi's palm, seeming quite happy.

"Sister Yu, we are Qingwu Piaoxue." Seeing that Yin Ling didn't recognize them, Qingwu Piaoxue was even more sad and cried.

Feeling the sadness of the mist and snow, the Fiery Red Yin Spirit turned to look at them, and hesitantly stretched out a hand so red that it was almost transparent, trying to wipe away the tears on their faces. It's just that Misty Piaoxue has no special spiritual power, and Yin Ling's hand passed through their faces like nothing.

Long Yi took a look at the sky, exchanged his spiritual power with the fiery red Yin spirit, and then collected it into his own dark dimensional space. I plan to check the temple collection again to see what is going on.

With one palm, Long Yi lifted the ground under the magic circle of sleepy spirits, and as expected, a large pile of corpses were found at a depth of two meters. It was the Skynet intelligence personnel and some innocent girls who died in Qixianglou two years ago. Long Yi ordered people to disperse the guests who leaned on the red and nestled in the emerald house, and asked them to remove the bones for a proper burial, and called several Skynet intelligence personnel to reorganize the girls in the brothel, and by the way, give Cui Niang intelligence training.

As for Xihong, the other top brand in Yihong Niancuilou, she was originally an intelligence officer of the Long family. The fate can be imagined, although she begged for mercy and said that she was willing to reveal Long's secrets, but the secrets she knew meant nothing to Long Yi. Besides, the most important thing in intelligence is loyalty, even if she is really capable, how dare Long Yi take the risk of using her?

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Night, dark.

The belated winter seems to be on the right track at this time, and there are fine and small snowflakes in the howling cold wind in the sky.

The elegant bedroom was covered with barriers, and they sat cross-legged on the bed in light mist and snow. Unlike the last time when they were naked, this time they were wearing a thin layer of lewd underwear. It rises high, revealing most of its roundness and a deep cleavage. Very tempting.

Long Yi sat across from the two women, staring at the sea of ​​consciousness between their brows without looking sideways, while a magic formation diagram with complicated and delicate lines appeared in his mind, the twists and turns of the lines were extremely clear, It's like engraving it in my mind.

Long Yi is no stranger to magic circles, he used to rely on a remnant book of magic circles he found at Mia Saint Magic Academy, and he even made some simple magic scrolls by relying on that. It's just that this time it's very different. He wants to use his spiritual power and magic power to create a magic circle in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two women. This method is not taken from those temple books, but his creation. , experimented with dozens of prisoners in Jintian Prison, at first more than ten people died due to Long Yi's failure to control their strength, and the mortality rate was 100%. Later, Long Yi improved the method, and the mortality rate was only 50%. More than a dozen of them succeeded, and Long Yi had already mastered the tricks, so he dared to use this method on Qing Wu Piao Xue.

This move is naturally intended to solve the thorny problem of the blood spirit implanted in Qingwu Piaoxue's body. This is because he accidentally found an extremely jerky and unnamed spiritual magic circle. This solution was also created by him. At that time, he searched all the books on magic circles but couldn't find a solution for blood spirits. When he was distressed, he saw a double magic circle with a touch-type spiritual defense attack. This kind of magic formation is extremely complicated, consumes a lot of mana and mental power, and the success rate is not high. It seems that all complex magic formations are like this, such as the Nine Yin Soul Refining Formation.

Long Yi thought so, once the blood spirit wakes up from the body, it will attack the sea of ​​consciousness and destroy the original consciousness of the host, and Long Yi has set up this spiritual magic circle in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two women, and once the sea of ​​consciousness is attacked, it will touch the magic circle. The magic circle will trap the attacking blood spirit in the magic circle, as long as Long Yi continues to input magic power and mental power, the blood spirit will be swallowed up bit by bit by the magic circle until it disappears.

Slowly, Long Yi raised his hands and put them between the eyebrows of the two women, closed his eyes and input mental power to start exploring.

Because they are not magicians, the sea of ​​consciousness of the two women is pitch black, which is just suitable for Long Yi to play without any scruples.

Mental power forms a thin line, and begins to draw according to the magic circle in Long Yi's mind. The rounded lines perfectly form arcs, and there is no hindrance in flying and landing. Complicated lines of travel flash out in this dark consciousness. With a faint brilliance, complex patterned runes began to form one by one.

I don't know how long it took, a large circular magic circle formed in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two women. The intricate line patterns in the magic circle can make people dizzy. At this time, the magic circle is almost completed.

Finally, when the last line completely fits on the edge, the entire magic circle is complete. Long Yi carefully filled the lines of magic power and spiritual power into it, and suddenly the magic circle shone with colorful brilliance. The mysterious runes seemed to carry the power from the depths of the universe, which made people feel breathless at first glance. in.

Suddenly, Long Yi opened his eyes, the brilliance was like the brightest star under the night, it was breathtaking, he seemed to understand something, but he didn't seem to see through anything.

Exhaling deeply, Long Yi realized that his back was completely soaked in sweat. He was a little tired after expending so much energy, but his heart was filled with deep surprises. It was a genius idea to set up a magic circle in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he succeeded.

Long Yi jumped out of bed, changed into dry clothes, opened the door and went out.

The sky is a little bit bright, and the fine and small snowflakes are still falling with the cold wind, covering the whole world with a layer of light white gauze.

Breathing out a breath of cold air, Long Yi walked into the yard wearing a thin silk shirt, he stretched out his hand, fine snowflakes fell into his hand, the cold feeling brought his thoughts into that silvery white world - the ice field.

I still remember that in order to heal the curse on Wushuang, I went deep into the ice field with Yu Feng to find the Ruyi ice silkworm. The warmth of life and death seems to be still yesterday, but four springs and summers have passed mercilessly.

"Feng'er, are you still in the Flaming Mountain?" Long Yi murmured, now that the situation of his Kuanglong Empire has reached the most critical moment, he couldn't get away and went to the Flaming Mountain to look for Yu Feng.

Yu Feng was one of the first few girls that Long Yi knew. Looking back on the little things since he met her, the corner of Long Yi's mouth could not help showing a smile.

When I met Yu Feng in the small town by chance, she just took a look at her but was treated as a wretched pervert, and then rescued her from a pack of thousands of demon wolves with his weak strength at that time. After Xiangyan's treatment and the encounter in Guangming City, and then to the life-and-death meeting in Bingyuan, the encounter between the two is not unreasonable.

At this moment, Long Yi was suddenly awakened from his memory by a wave of magic power, and a large ice ball flew down from the sky.

With a flick of Long Yi's finger, the ice ball exploded into a pile of ice powder, and a snow-white shadow slipped across the air in an instant, disappearing in the blink of an eye.