Daughter's Pavilion!
"Little brother, is Yun'er so unattractive? Are you too lazy to look at her?" Yun'er came to the room with a charming and slightly resentful look. Her big, watery eyes looked pitifully as she sat cross-legged and rested in front of her. Qin Ming.
It's like anger and slight resentment, but it's so tempting.
"Is something wrong??" Qin Ming replied lightly.
"Can't I just come and sit with you if you have nothing to do?" Yun'er's skin is delicate and fair, dazzlingly white, tender and attractive, but also beautiful and moving. She is really a rare beauty. Even in this Daughter's Pavilion where there are so many beauties, her beautiful appearance, charming temperament, and white and tender skin are unforgettable. Many men are eager to spend thousands of dollars to buy her pleasure every night.
The King of Nine Prisons was enjoying the massage of the two women. He lay on his bed and said lazily: "Listen to my brother's advice, stop being so tense, and open a room to enjoy yourself. It is too dangerous in the sea. You must not only learn how to survive, but also learn how to survive." You have to learn how to relax. This Yun'er accepts customers as usual, but she is still a virgin. Whether you can win her or not depends on your ability."
Yun'er blinked charmingly and seductively.
Qin Ming shook his head and continued to recuperate and practice. He has already quit sex. Both Yao'er and Yue Qing have reminded him that he can no longer provoke women and must learn to say no. Qin Ming didn't know what was going on inside, and he didn't have the time to figure it out. He simply kept his distance when he encountered women. What's more, his intuition told him that this girl was not simple.
The Nine Hell King chuckled: "That's all. My younger brother has a family, three of them."
"Oh?" Yun'er looked at Qin Ming and said with a smile: "My little brother is only nineteen years old, but he has three beauties? They must be the most beautiful women in the country. No wonder he looks down on us prostitutes."
"How do you know I'm nineteen years old?" Qin Ming raised his eyebrows. This woman has martial arts and is very advanced. Blue light occasionally flashes in her watery eyes. She is beautiful, but also contains something strange. She takes clients, but can she remain chaste? Qin Ming suddenly remembered the words of the Nine Hell King. This was not to stimulate him, but to remind him!
This woman knows magic? Soul control
"Sister, I have read countless people, and I still have some good eyesight. At the age of nineteen, you really fascinate me at the Earth Martial Realm." Yun'er was about to sit next to Qin Ming, but Bai Hu immediately raised his head and growled. "Hehe, little guy, did you forget who brought you in?"
"What's wrong with you?" Qin Ming comforted Bai Hu.
"The master of the pavilion personally arranged for Yun'er to come here. If there is any need, Yun'er will help whoever can help, and will satisfy whoever can satisfy him." Any man can hear the meaning of Yun'er's words. If it were someone else, maybe I can't hold it any longer.
"Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it for now."
He refused repeatedly, but Yun'er became more and more interested in Qin Ming. Others looked at her like a wolf seeing a lamb, with eyes full of fire and wanting to pounce on her and devour her alive. However, the eyes of the person in front of her were clear and calm, without any disturbance. Moreover, the nineteen-year-old Diwu and the younger brother of that master were so alluring to the Daughter Pavilion that even the Pavilion Master was alarmed and personally gave her instructions. The words were clear and unmistakable. She dedicated herself to the command.
"Please!!" Qin Ming raised his hand to send someone away. He didn't want to provoke this kind of woman.
"Brother, please think about it again? Yun'er is not a snake or scorpion. It doesn't eat people."
"Please!" Qin Ming's voice was slightly cold.
Yun'er was neither annoyed nor resentful. She chuckled charmingly and saluted the Nine Hell King again: "Sir, the master of the pavilion has personally prepared a banquet. Please come over."
"Forget it."
"Master, you are so ruthless. You were gentle with the Pavilion Master last night, but now you have a falling out?" Yun'er pursed her red lips.
The two girls beside the Nine Hell King giggled.
Qin Ming raised his eyebrows, last night? It turns out that he left last night to taste the Pavilion Master? Hey, why did the word 'taste' pop up in my head
The Nine Hell King said calmly: "I'm leaving."
"Oh? When will I leave?"
"Maybe today, maybe tomorrow." The Nine Hell King groaned comfortably while enjoying the massage of the two girls.
"You have come back after a long time, and you have only stayed for a few days before leaving. The Pavilion Master has rarely smiled these days, and she is very happy. Can you bear it?" Yun'er secretly glanced at the Nine Hell King and saw that he ignored him. Meaning, she pursed her red lips slightly and backed away.
Qin Ming waved his hand and closed the door, squinting at the Nine Hell King: "You..."qing ren"?"
"So be it."
"How did you..." Qin Ming blurted out, then shut up again. It’s better not to inquire about the relationship between men and women.
Not long after Yun'er left, she opened the door and came in again: "Master, someone wants to see you."
"No." The Nine Hell King flatly refused.
"If you don't see him, he will go to the pavilion master to cause trouble. Can you bear it?" Yun'er's voice was sweet and crisp, and her expression was resentful and charming, like a seductive little goblin.
"That's it..."
"Did I invite him in?" Yun'er looked happy.
"Let him go!"
"Hehe, do you want to send the original message?" Yun'er smiled softly, the flower branches trembled slightly, and the jade rabbit on her chest made intoxicating waves.
"No need to send it off, I'm listening." A majestic voice came from outside the courtyard. The master of the Fenglei Sect walked up in a gloomy manner, with a mighty momentum and heavy steps. There was a bright red light all over his body, showing a breathtaking charm. Coercion.
"This is the master of the Fenglei Sect, Pei Qiuming, the master of the Fenglei Sect." Yun'erpian then retreated and opened the way to the main entrance.
Pei Qiuming pushed open the door suddenly, and the majestic momentum immediately filled the room. There was the sound of wind and thunder in the air, the tables, chairs and tea sets trembled slightly, and the gauze curtains slowly fluttered. With bright eyes, he glanced at Qin Ming next to him and stared at the Nine Hell King in the gauze tent. "I am a guest from afar. I, Pei Qiuming, am visiting in person. My friend is too disrespectful."
"If you are not a friend, how can you talk about face? Don't come to this Daughter's Pavilion to make trouble again, and don't trouble the Pavilion Master again. Otherwise..."
"What else?" Pei Qiuming clenched his fists and glared angrily. What the hell are you, so crazy!
"Otherwise I'll visit in person."
Yun'ermei's eyes sparkled, and she said with a sweet smile: "Master, our master speaks very reservedly. Let me explain to him, the purpose of his visit... Hehe... He wants your head!"
"Arrogant! You don't even dare to reveal your name, how dare you call me Feng Lei Sect?"
Yun'er retreated ten meters away and said with a smile: "Master Pei, our master is lying there, you go up... beat him... Don't worry, even if the daughter's pavilion is demolished, the pavilion master will not blame you. "
Pei Qiuming frowned and suddenly became alert. Although he had a bad temper, he was not a fool. This woman keeps saying "Master". Is this person really from the Nvuge? And the tone of his voice was so encouraging that he was clearly convinced!
"Master Pei, if you don't dare, you can ask the sect leader of Jinyang Sect to come together, and we will do it together." Yun'er continued to stimulate, really wishing for them to fight. The battle at the holy martial level will definitely be exciting and will shock the whole island. When the time comes, let the people of Liuli Island see with their own eyes what a hero the man who is the master of the Daughter Pavilion is.
Qin Ming was helpless, this woman was afraid that the world would not be in chaos.
The Nine Prison King lay down for a while, then slowly stood up and said to Qin Ming: "Here he comes."
Qin Ming's heart moved, he picked up the sword and looked outside. "It came quickly enough."
"What's going on?" Pei Qiuming was surprised, wary and angry, but after a while, he became depressed again. These two people didn't seem to pay attention to him at all, and they had no intention of paying attention to him. He clenched his fists hard, and the crunching sound was clear and harsh, echoing in the room, but... Qin Ming ignored it, and the Nine Hell King didn't pay attention.
Yun'er was surprised, what happened? They seemed nervous.
Just when Pei Qiuming couldn't help but punch, a petal penetrated the wall and flew in like a critical spear, bringing up fluffy stone dust.
The petals are bright and blooming with blood, stretching across the air, locking Qin Ming.
Pei Qiuming was surprised, what is this? What a strong breath.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Three petals struck violently, breaking through the thick wall and bursting into the room, surging with strong blood and an astonishing sense of oppression.
And then…
With bang bang noises, dozens or hundreds of flower petals came one after another, breaking into the daughter's pavilion from all directions, shooting all the way, destroying the beams and wings, and gathered in the room where Qin Ming was.