Daughter Pavilion!
"Little brother, is Yun'er so unattractive? You don't even bother to look at him?" Yun'er came to the room, charming and slightly resentful, with big watery eyes looking at her sitting cross-legged in front of her pitifully. Qin Ming.
It seems to be angry and slightly resentful, so attractive.
"What's the matter?" Qin Ming replied lightly.
"Can't I come and sit if I have nothing to do?" Yun'er's skin is delicate and fair, dazzlingly white, tender and alluring, but also beautiful and charming, she is really a rare stunner. 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 would like to spend thousands of dollars to buy her for every night of happiness.
The Nine Prison King was enjoying the massage of the two women, lying on the bed and said lazily: "Listen to my brother's advice, don't be tense, open a room and enjoy it, it is too dangerous in the sea area, not only to learn how to survive, but also to learn how to survive." Learn how to relax. This Yuner picks up guests frequently, but she is still a virgin, whether you can take her down depends on your ability."
Yun'er blinked her eyes charmingly, seductively.
Qin Ming shook his head and continued to recuperate and practice. He has already 'abstained from sex', both Yao'er and Yueqing have reminded him that he should not provoke women anymore, and he must learn to refuse. Qin Ming didn't know the speed inside, and didn't bother to figure it out, so he just kept his distance when he met a woman. What's more, his intuition told him that this girl was not simple.
Nine Prison King chuckled: "That's all. My younger brother has a family, and there are three."
"Oh?" Yun'er looked at Qin Ming, and said with a smile: "Little brother is only nineteen years old, and there are only three beauties? It must be heavenly fragrance and national beauty, and it is no wonder that we have a crush on women like us."
"How do you know that I'm nineteen?" Qin Ming raised his eyebrows. This woman has martial arts and is very profound. There are occasional blue lights flashing in those watery eyes. She is beautiful and moving, but there is something strange about it. She receives guests, but can she remain chaste? Qin Ming suddenly remembered the words of the Nine Prison Kings. This was not to stimulate him, but to remind him!
This woman can illusion? Soul control technique
"Sister, I have seen countless people, so I still have some insight. At the age of nineteen, you really fascinate my sister." Yun'er was about to sit next to Qin Ming, but Bai Hu immediately raised his head and growled. "Hee hee, little guy, forgot who brought you in?"
"Are you here for something?" Qin Ming comforted Bai Hu.
"The pavilion master personally arranged for Yuner to come here. If there is any need, Yuner will help if she can help, and she will be satisfied if she can." Any man can understand the meaning in Yuner's words. If it is someone else, maybe I can't hold back anymore.
"Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it for now."
He repeatedly refused, but Yun'er became more and more interested in Qin Ming. Others looked at her like a wolf seeing a lamb, its eyes were full of flames, wishing to pounce on her and swallow her alive, but the eyes of this person in front of him were clear and calm, without the slightest wave. Moreover, being a 19-year-old Diwu and the younger brother of that master is so attractive to the Daughter Pavilion, even the Pavilion Master was alarmed and personally gave her instructions, and the words were almost unmistakable commanded her to sacrifice herself.
"Please!!" Qin Ming raised his hand to give away, he didn't want to provoke this kind of woman.
"Brother, think about it again? Yun'er is not a snake or scorpion, she doesn't eat people."
"Please!" Qin Ming's voice was slightly cold.
Yun'er was neither angry nor complaining, she smiled charmingly, and bowed to the Nine Prison King: "Master, the pavilion master has prepared the banquet himself, please come over."
"Forget it."
"Master, you are too ruthless. You were tender with the pavilion master last night, but you turned your face today?" Yun'er pursed her ruddy lips.
The two girls beside Nine Prison King giggled coquettishly.
Qin Ming raised his eyebrows, last night? So he left last night to taste the pavilion master? Huh, why did the word 'taste' pop into my head
Nine prison kings said lightly: "I have to go."
"Oh? When will Master leave?"
"Maybe today, maybe tomorrow." Nine Prison King enjoyed the two young girls' pinching, and softly groaned comfortably.
"It's hard for you to come back and leave after only staying for a few days. The pavilion master has a rare smile these days, and she is very happy. Can you bear it?" Yun'er secretly looked at the Ninth Prison King, seeing that he ignored him meaning, pursed her red lips slightly, and stepped back to leave.
Qin Ming waved his hand and closed the door, squinting at the Nine Prison King: "You... lover?"
"That's right."
"How did you..." Qin Ming blurted out, and then shut up again. Don't 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." Nine Prison Kings flatly refused.
"If you don't see him, he's going to trouble the Pavilion Master, can you bear it?" Yun'er's voice was sweet and crisp, her expression was resentful and charming, like a seductive little fairy.
"Is that so..."
"Did I invite him in?" Yun'er was delighted.
"Let him go!"
"Hee hee, do you want to send the original words?" Yun'er smiled softly, the flowers and branches trembled slightly, and the jade rabbit on her chest made intoxicating waves.
"No need to send, I'm listening." A majestic voice came from outside the courtyard, and the head of the Fenglei Gate came with gloomy strides. Coercion.
"This is the head of the Fenglei Sect, Pei Qiuming, the head of the Pei Sect." Yun'er then retreated lightly, making way for the main entrance.
Pei Qiuming pushed open the door suddenly, and the room was immediately filled with majestic momentum, the sound of wind and thunder loomed in the air, the tables, chairs and tea sets trembled slightly, and the gauze curtains fluttered slowly. His tiger eyes were bright, he glanced at Qin Ming next to him, and stared at the Nine Prison Kings in the gauze tent. "I'm a guest from afar. I, Pei Qiuming, will visit in person. My friends are too shameless."
"We're not friends, so what's the point of saving face? Don't come to this daughter's pavilion to make trouble, and don't trouble the owner of the pavilion. Otherwise..."
"What else?" Pei Qiuming clenched his fists and glared. What the hell are you, so crazy!
"Otherwise I'll visit in person."
Yun'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and she said with a coquettish smile: "Master, our master speaks very reservedly, let me explain to him, the meaning of his visit... hee hee... is to ask for your head!"
"Arrogance! You don't even dare to reveal your name, so you deserve to call me Fengleimen?"
Yun'er retreated ten meters away, and said with a smile: "Master Pei, our master is lying there, you go up... hit... Don't worry, even if this daughter's pavilion is demolished, the pavilion master will not blame you. "
Pei Qiuming frowned, but suddenly became vigilant. Although he has a bad temper, he is not a fool. This woman keeps saying 'Master', is this person really from Daughter Pavilion? And the tone of voice is fueling the flames, it is obvious that he is determined!
"Master Pei, if you don't dare, you can invite the suzerain of the Jinyang Sect to come together, and the two of you will go up together." Yun'er continued to provoke, really wishing that they would fight. The battle at the Saint Martial level must be wonderful and cause a sensation on the whole island. Let the people of Liuli Island see with their own eyes what a hero the man of the Pavilion Master of the Daughter Pavilion is.
Qin Ming is helpless, this woman is afraid that the world will not be chaotic.
Nine prison kings lay on the ground for a while, slowly got up, and said to Qin Ming: "Here we come."
Qin Ming's heart moved, he picked up the Ba Dao, and looked outside. "Come fast enough."
"What's going on?" Pei Qiuming was surprised, vigilant and annoyed, but after a while, he became depressed again. These two people didn't seem to take him seriously at all, and they didn't care about him. He clenched his fists tightly, and the creaking sound was crisp and harsh, echoing in the room, but... Qin Ming ignored it, and the Nine Prison Kings also ignored it.
Yun'er was surprised, what happened? They seem tense.
Just when Pei Qiuming couldn't help punching, a petal pierced through the wall and flew in like a critical spear, bringing up fluffy stone dust.
The petals are so bright that they are about to drip, and the blood glow is blooming, lying in the air, locking on Qin Ming.
Pei Qiuming was surprised, what is this? Such a strong breath.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The three petals struck violently, pierced through the thick wall, and broke into the room, surging with strong blood, exuding an astonishing sense of oppression.
And then…
Bang bang, dozens of hundreds of petals came one after another, breaking into the daughter's pavilion from all directions, shooting all the way, rampaging, destroying pieces of beams and wing rooms, and gathered in the room where Qin Ming was.