The leader of the guards stared at Qin Ming's eyes, and then asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"I know where he is, but I don't know his name."
"Is that still here to make trouble?" The head of the guards was of a very high level, the eighth heaven of Earth Martial Realm, standing in front of Qin Ming, like a giant mountain, exuding heavy coercion.
"Which room? I can go to make an announcement." Yun'er stood behind, looking at it curiously, but she couldn't tell. It's not who the guy who was killed was, too bad luck.
"Western half."
"Which room? Say the name of the room."
"A nickname?" Qin Ming didn't even know.
"Don't you know where he is? Tell him his name."
"do not know."
The head of the guards raised his hands outward, and said indifferently, "Be polite one last time, please!"
Qin Ming looked at the west half of the daughter's pavilion, full of helplessness. Brother Wang, is this really the case
"Please get out of here." All the guards in the Daughter's Pavilion took a few steps forward, staring at Qin Ming, and put their hands on their weapons. They could tell that Qin Ming was weak and pale, and must have been seriously injured.
Qin Ming patted Baihu on the back, took a few steps back, turned and left.
Yun'er gently blew a kiss: "Little brother, come and play again when you have time."
There were some people standing on both sides of the red carpet, staring at Qin Ming, waiting for the good show to start. It won't be long before the people from Fengleimen and Jinyangzong will arrive, let's see how this kid copes. Those two sects are not easy to mess with, especially the Fengleimen, they are all violent.
"When I count to three, you rush in, the west half, the upper floor." Qin Ming rubbed Baihu's head, threw up the stone box, and hugged it in his arms.
Um? The leader of the guards stopped, tilted his head and squinted, and secretly clenched his fists.
The other guards also stopped, turned around and looked at Qin Ming's back, aren't they convinced
Qin Ming raised his breath deeply, exhaled slowly, and a strong wind arose all over his body, blowing up dust and dancing his clothes.
"Don't be ignorant of what's good." The guard leader was angry, and turned around to teach him a lesson.
Qin Ming's body was full of golden light, and his four wings spread out violently. Before the people around him could see what was going on, he shot up into the sky like a golden lightning, and went straight up hundreds of meters. On the west side, there was a loud rumbling sound, directly crashing into the wall and turning into the room there.
"Ah!" In the room, the passionate men and women screamed.
"Continue! Leave me alone." Qin Ming restrained his wings, pushed the room and walked out, leaving a man and a woman staring at the broken wall in a daze.
Outside the Daughter's Pavilion, the guards were stunned. They looked at the white tiger, looked at the sky, and looked at the big hole in the west. What's going on? How did he get there
Baihu was dumbfounded, what about counting to three
"Bastard! Follow me!" The leader of the guards was angry, and rushed into the daughter's pavilion with the guards. Dare to play tricks in front of my uncle? Tired of life.
Yun'er smiled coquettishly, her sexy red lips shone with a seductive luster, she hooked her hand towards the white tiger: "Let's go, I'll take you in."
The daughter's pavilion is magnificent and luxurious, with different floors and different styles. The first floor is resplendent and luxurious, the second floor is antique and full of zithers, the third floor is filled with steam and hot springs, and the fourth floor is decorated with gardens. Each of the independent small courtyards is carefully matched. The fifth floor, that is, the top floor, has a very different style. Different areas have different styles, all of which are completely independent, providing many special services to meet various needs.
Since the structure of the Daughter Pavilion is like a blooming lotus, not only is the scope very large, but the layout is even more complicated. If you are not a regular visitor, it is easy to get lost in it. But Qin Ming, with the guidance of Wang Yin, avoided Yingying Yanyan's women and attendants everywhere, came to the west of the fourth floor, and broke into an independent small courtyard.
In the spacious room, there is a faint fragrance.
Five young girls are dancing gracefully and gracefully, as light as butterflies. Two women in white are playing the zither and singing softly, which is pleasant to the ear.
Next to the window, there is a large bed, which occupies almost half of the room. A man is lying on it, wearing a smooth bath towel, half asleep and half awake. Two beautiful and charming women are gently massaging his whole body. They raised their bright eyes and looked curiously at Qin Ming who walked in.
The man lay on the bed and said vaguely: "You are tired, sit down and have a rest."
When Qin Ming heard this, he was very angry. What about the vows made by the kings? What if the agreed king is in trouble and all the kings rush to help? I'm in a mess outside, but you're enjoying it inside
"Young master..."
"No!" Qin Ming waved his hand to stop him.
"Don't be shy, there is no one else's here."
The man on the bed lazily said: "Her technique is very special, it can heal wounds, refresh the mind, and gather energy."
"I'm not used to it, I'll be fine on my own."
There was a chaotic noise outside, and the white tiger rushed from the first floor to the fourth floor. Following the mark left by Qin Ming, he broke open the door and came here.
Followed by a large number of guards, they kept pleading guilty to other guests, and came here angrily.
The chief guard glared at Qin Ming, and walked in with his fists clenched: "Good boy, you..."
"Is there something wrong?" The man raised the corner of his eyes and said lightly.
"It's you? Uh... did he bother you?" The captain of the guard changed his expression slightly, and signaled all the people who followed to leave.
"My brother."
"Ah?" The chief guard glanced at Qin Ming, hesitated for a while, and exited the room after apologizing twice, and closed the door.
They know each other? Qin Ming's thoughts moved slightly, and he suddenly stopped the head guard. "and many more!"
"Please order." The chief guard said in a slightly polite tone.
"Help me deliver something." Qin Ming got up and walked behind the screen. After tidying up briefly, he took out two brocade boxes and handed them to him.
"Where are you sending it?" The head guard took it with both hands.
"This is the address, do as it says." Qin Ming handed him a letterhead, and put a black gold coin by the way. "This is a reward, thanks for your hard work."
The head guard looked calm again, collected the black gold coins and left the room. Before leaving, he asked the man on the bed: "Fengleimen and Jinyangzong may come to make trouble later, we will try our best to stop them, but if there are too many people coming, we..."
"I'll handle it."
"I'm sorry." The chief guard exited the room, and before leaving, he looked at Qin Ming again with a strange look in his eyes.
"You all back down." Qin Ming told all the women in the room to leave, not used to such a charming occasion.
They stopped one after another and looked at the man on the bed.
"King Qinglian is not here, what are you afraid of?" The man chuckled, shook his head, and beeped to signal the women to back down.
After a while, only Qin Ming, Bai Hu, and the man who was getting up on the bed were left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little weird.
The man leaned on the bed, took a sip from his wine glass, and looked at Qin Ming.
"How did you know it was me?"
"Jin Yuxie, Qin Mingkuang. You snatched the spirit from Banyue Island by yourself, fled thousands of miles, crossed the sea day and night, escaped the pursuit of the witch temple, and came to this Liuli Island alive. You can't do it with the word "evil" .”
"How do you know that I have a weapon spirit in my hand? How do you know that I'm being chased by the witch palace?"
"I know a lot, otherwise how could I be your elder brother. Well, don't be so stern, I don't need to pick you up for this little trouble, you are the undead king of the Heavenly King Hall."
Qin Ming looked at the wine glass beside him, picked it up and drank it with his head raised, and calmed down: "You know me, I don't know you yet."
"Call me Brother Nine."
"Ninth brother?" Qin Ming recalled the information of all the kings in the Palace of Heavenly Kings in his mind, his complexion changed slightly, and he looked at the man in surprise: "Nine prison kings?"