Chapter 151 Master Sun

"My lord, my lord, it's not good."

The sound of the old pup seemed extremely panicked and pushed the door in. Seeing the scene inside the door, a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes, but even if it disappeared, it was full of panic: "Your Excellency, the young city owner is coming in the direction of Wanmei Pavilion. Can you hide first? If the young city owner can see this scene, we will definitely not be able to eat it.

"Is the young city lord here? That's better. I can show him a few more tricks later. Jiang Mingxie smiled and didn't care.

Jiang Ming gritted his teeth and hated it. This bastard is forcing himself to submit.

When the old pimp heard the words, her face suddenly turned pale, and she looked like she wanted to cry without tears: "Your Excellency, uncle, my dear master! After that, you can pat your buttocks and leave, but it's not good for us to let the owner of Sun Shaocheng to demolish it. You can do it well. Raise your hand and treat it as a helper!"

"You are not my person. How can I help you?"

The old man's face stiffened, and her teeth were itchy with hatred. She scolded in her heart that the killer seemed to be looking for fault! But he may be fine, and I will be miserable.

Immediately, she tried her best to squeeze out a smile and said, "Master, as long as you help me this time, the slave family will be willing to be a slave in the future. You can do whatever you like."

Jiang Ming rubbed his chin and looked like a scoundrel. He glanced at the pimp and played with the taste: "Although you still have some beauty, you are too familiar. I only like tender."

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The old woman and Jiang Mingqi were speechless and scolded in their hearts: shameless, really shameless!

"Linger, I came to see you."

A loud sound came, and the mid-term sound came, and the old pimp's face suddenly changed.

A trace of panic also appeared on Linger's face. Regardless of whether Jiang Ming would be angry, she put on her clothes and stood there in an instant.

"Linger, this time..."

A young man in a strong blue suit and a resolute face came in with a smile on his face, but when he saw Jiang Ming, his face suddenly turned cold: "Laren, didn't I say that Linger should not be allowed to receive guests in the future? Who is he?"

The old man squeezed out a smile on his face and said tremblingly, "Sun, Lord Sun Shaocheng, I didn't let Linger receive guests. I just asked him to drink tea and tea with this adult."

"Bang!"

A loud slap sounded in the face, and the owner of Sun slapped the old man's face fiercely and lifted her out. A crack suddenly appeared on the old lady's face. There was no blood left, but it looked extremely ferocious and horrible.

At this moment, Sun Shao's mind quickly swept over and found that Linger had indeed not been touched, and his anger was slightly restrained, but he still said in a cold voice like a volcanic eruption: "Let my woman drink tea with other men? What do you think she is? Is it a maid or a slave? Do you want to die if you dare to disobey me?

"Sun Shao, I dare not, dare not!" The old lady quickly ran to Sun Shao and said eagerly, "How dare the slave family? It's just that this adult asked the top card here to accompany him by name, otherwise it will be demolished here. There's nothing I can do!"

At this critical moment, the old pimp didn't care much and put the responsibility on Jiang Ming.

Jiang Ming was very angry. It was all this damn dragon thorn, and now he was completely on the tip of the storm. Although I am not familiar with hell and don't know how powerful a city is, it can be seen that this young city owner is the peak of Xuanxian, half a step into the realm of nine-day Xuanxian, and the cultivation of the city owner must be nine-day Xuanxian.

If you are in your heyday, you can escape calmly even if you are defeated, but at this moment, you are seriously injured, and it is extremely difficult to escape when you meet a nine-day Xuanxian.

Sun Shaocheng's eyes immediately turned to Jiang Ming. His eyes were as sharp as a knife and said in a cold voice, "Your strength is not weak, but you are very face-catching. You came to Death City for the first time?"

"That's good, it's the first time." Jiang Ming laughed evilly.

Master Sun snorted coldly and said lightly, "I'm not that kind of unreasonable person. Since you are not from this city, you must not know that Linger is a young woman. Ben Shao is about to move my father and promise to let Linger get started. She is my wife and blasphemy my wife, which is a death penalty. But those who don't know are not guilty. Now I'll give you a chance to fight with me. If you win, you can leave. If you lose, how about you be under my command?

"Master Sun, I, I'm sorry."

As soon as Linger heard Sun Shaocheng's words, her eyes suddenly turned red, and crystal tears fell down.

Women like them have an extremely low status in the underworld. They are all people who have no talent and have to do it in order to find a place to survive.

She knows that she is in a low position, and it is a great honor to have a night with a young city owner. Although the young city owner had told herself that she would persuade her father to win her, she also thought that the other party was just talking. Unexpectedly, the other party was sincere and naturally moved.

"Linger, it's none of your business." Sun Shaocheng's master comforted him softly, and immediately looked at Jiang Ming with a sharp eye and said, "How about it? Do you dare to fight?"

"Hey, it's okay. But if you lose, I want your life."

The owner of Sun Shaocheng looked fiercely awe-inspiring and took a step forward. The terrible atmosphere spread, like a wild beast: "Want my life? What a big tone. As long as you have that ability, you can take it.

"Go out for a fight?"

Master Sun shouted coldly, "Go out for a fight."

The two instantly rose up and flew thousands of miles outside the city of death.

Tear!

After going out, the young master Sun did not hesitate to take action. As soon as he grabbed it out, the void suddenly roared, and the ghosts were full of ghosts. Thousands of ghost claws appeared in the void, ethereal and unpredictable, and attacked Jiang Ming.

At this moment, the dragon thorn loosened the suppression of Jiang Ming, allowing Jiang Ming to regain control of the team's body.

Jiang Ming punched fiercely and scolded, "You bastard, despicable and shameless, the young master will never let you go."

"Hey hey, you're still young to fight with me." The dragon thorn ate and smiled strangely.

Master Sun thought that Jiang Ming was scolding him, and suddenly became angry: "You despised my woman first, and now you give you a chance to fight openly and still scold me, saying that I am despicable and shameless? I really don't know what's good or not. It seems that it won't work without giving you a taste.

"I'm not scolding you."

Jiang Ming replied, pointing with his hands together to split the slaughter.

In an in an eyes, the corpses of gods and demons appeared on the sky, countless pictures of bloody killing, and the horrible killing thoughts were trembling in the void, which looked more fierce and evil than the means of Sun Shaochengzhu.

"What a poisonous, what a powerful skill."

The Lord Sun's eyes soared and shouted, "I want you to be willing to follow me."

"Death sighs!"

A huge black figure suddenly appeared behind the owner of Sun Shaocheng, which was blurred. He held a black and bright sickle with a breath of death in his mouth, as if he were the god of death in myth and legend.

"Hey~~"

There is a sigh from the god of death behind him, which reveals a taste of silence greater than heart death, which makes people wait for death. At this moment, the sky and the earth are pale, the space is no longer shaking, and the air is frozen, as if heaven and earth are desperate under this sigh.

Jiang Ming was secretly shocked, but said, "Kid, there are some tricks. But you are too young to play this game with me.

"The remnants!"

Jiang Ming made chains of order, and then quickly disintegrated, turning into a hazy fog, quickly surrounding the owner of Sun Shaocheng.

These fogs contain a sad and sad mood.

A strange color flashed in Sun Shaocheng's eyes, and then disappeared by the way. For a while, his body suddenly burst into a gloomy ghost, turning into a sharp blade tearing the sky and the earth, breaking through the fog.

Sun Shaocheng master rushed out of the fog, and a shocking cold light suddenly appeared in his hand, like a meteor illuminating the dark hell.

"Death harvest!"

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Under the blow of Lord Sun Shaocheng, the space is generally divided into two pieces of paper paste.