Yun'er was not annoyed or complained, and chuckled charmingly, and saluted to the King of Nine Prisons: "Master, the Pavilion Master has prepared a banquet in person, please come over."

"Forgive it."

"Master, you are so ruthless. You were so kind to the Pavilion Master last night. Is this a flippant today?" Yun'er pouted her rosy lips.

The two girls beside the Nine Prison King giggled.

Qin Ming raised his eyebrows. Last night? It turned out that he left last night to taste the Pavilion Master? Hey, why did the word "tasting" appear in my head?

The King of Nine Prison said lightly: "I'm leaving."

"Oh? When will I leave?"

"Maybe today, maybe tomorrow." The King of Nine Prisons enjoyed the pressing of the two girls and moaned comfortably.

"You finally came back and left after staying for a few days. The Pavilion Master rarely smiled in the past few days, and was very happy. Do you have the heart to bear it?" Yun'er secretly looked at the King of Nine Prisons. Seeing that he ignored it, he pursed his red lips slightly and left.

Qin Ming waved his hand and closed the door, stared at the Nine Prison King: "You... lover?"

"That's right."

"What are you..." Qin Ming blurted out and then shut up. Don't inquire about the relationship between men and women.

Not long after Yun'er went out, she pushed the door open and came in again: "Master, someone wants to see you."

"No." The King of Nine Prisons refused lightly.

"If you don't see him, he will go to trouble the Pavilion Master. Do you have the heart to bear it?" Yun'er's voice was sweet and slim, with a grim expression and charming expression, like a seductive little fairy.

"That's how..."

"I invited him in?" Yun'er looked happy.

"Let him get out!"

"Hehe, are you sending the original words?" Yun'er smiled softly, the flower branches trembled slightly, and the jade rabbit on her chest swayed intoxicating waves.

"No need to send it, I'll listen." A powerful voice came from outside the courtyard. The leader of the Fenglei Sect walked in gloomy and strode with great momentum, with a heavy pace. A bright thunder lightning appeared all over his body, revealing a captivating pressure.

"This is the leader of Fenglei Sect, Pei Qiuming, and Pei Sect Master." Yunerpian then retreated and made way for the main gate.

Pei Qiuming suddenly pushed open the door, and his majestic momentum immediately filled the room. The sound of wind and thunder appeared in the air. The tables, chairs and tea sets were trembling slightly, and the curtains of the gauze tent slowly floated. His eyes shone brightly, and he glanced at Qin Ming next to him, staring at the Nine Prison King in the gauze tent. "It's a guest from afar. I, Pei Qiuming, visited him in person, and my friend is too embarrassed."

"I'm not a friend, so how can I talk about face. Don't come to this daughter's palace to cause trouble in the future, and don't cause trouble for the Pavilion Master again. Otherwise..."

"Or what?" Pei Qiuming clenched his fists and glared. What's the fucking thing? You're so crazy!

"Or I'll visit myself."

Yun'er's beautiful eyes shone and said with a delicate smile: "Master, our master speaks very implicitly. I'll explain to him what he meant to visit...hehe...I want your head!"

"Apride! I don't even dare to release my name, so I deserve to shout at me in Fengleimen?"

Yun'er retreated ten meters away and smiled: "Master Pei, our master is lying there. You go up... and beat him... Don't worry, even if you demolish this daughter's pavilion, the pavilion master will not blame you."

Pei Qiuming frowned, but suddenly became alert. Although he had a bad temper, he was not a fool. This woman kept saying "Master". Could it be that this person is really from the Numerian Pavilion? And the tone was fueled by the fuel, which was obviously a must!

"Master Pei, if you don't dare, you can ask the sect leader of Jinyang Sect to come together, and the two of them will go together." Yun'er continued to stimulate, and she really wanted them to fight. The battle at the Holy Martial level will definitely be wonderful and sensational to the whole island. At that time, let the people of Liuli Island see with their own eyes what a hero the man of the daughter's Pavilion Master 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, slowly got up, and said to Qin Ming: "Here you come."

Qin Ming's heart moved, he carried the domineering sword and looked outside. "It's coming fast enough."

"What's here?" Pei Qiuming was surprised, alert and angry, but after a while, he became depressed again. The two of them seemed to not take him seriously at all, and they didn't mean to pay attention to him. He clenched his fists hard, and the crunching sound was crisp and harsh, echoing in the room, but... Qin Ming ignored it, and the King of Nine Prisons ignored it.

Yun'er was wondering what came? They seemed very nervous.

Just when Pei Qiuming couldn't help but slam the fist, a petal pierced through the wall and flew in like a spear of critical strike, bringing up fluffy stone dust.

The petals are bright and radiating with blood, lying in the air, locking Qin Ming.

Pei Qiuming was surprised, what? What a strong aura.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three petals hit critically, piercing through the thick walls and breaking into the room, surging with strong blood and a stunning sense of oppression.

And then...
Chapter completed!