Chapter 450 Ten Halls and the First Hall of Yan Jun

Mr. Mingyue looked at Feng Cailing suspiciously, but Feng Cailing smiled indifferently and said, "Don't be afraid. These two rebel thieves must be unable to fight and want to slip away. The god king Qin Guang came to scare you."

As soon as Yan Ruoxue and Qiner heard that it was reasonable, they immediately calmed down and straightened their waist. They looked at each other and smiled, "Princess Feng Cailing are still smart. The two traitors were almost just to take advantage of their mouths and almost frightened us."

Mr. Mingyue smiled and said, "Even if the god Qin Guang really comes, you don't have to be afraid. Isn't there still me? Thinking of the emperor Chu Huai's profound Taoism, he was defeated by Brother Xin's hand after a few moves. Today, we and the four of us are together, so there is nothing to be afraid of it!"

Feng Cailing smiled and said, "I'm afraid you can't do it alone, and there's me!" Don't worry, everyone. I have heard that the leader Xinge said that in the ten halls of the nine heavens and demons, the ten halls of the gods and demons are not ranked by the strongest martial arts spells. King Qin Guang, the god of the first hall, is just a deep scheming and quite a few ghost. The martial arts spells are far less powerful than the five halls, the Ming King Yan Luo and the Tenth Temple Holy King. Humph! If the god Qin Guang really comes, I would like to have a good look at this tricky and sinister villain.

Mr. Mingyue suddenly found that the most difficult thing to deal with was the king of hell and the king of the wheel of the tenth hall. It seems that although the emperor Chu Huai, who has profound martial arts and spells, is still not ranked.

The yellow-faced pocky man heard this and said violently, "I'm really not afraid of the wind flapping his tongue. I don't deny that King Qin Guang, our first god, is anxious, meticulous and full of tricks, but he is by no means a sinister villain!"

The tower man laughed wildly and said, "Haha, it's better for you to hit our hands today. If you hit the hand of King Qin Guang, you can't escape!"

Feng Cailing sneered and said, "If it weren't for the sinister villain, how could he steal tricks behind his back and still refuse to show up?"

Mr. Mingyue laughed and said, "Yes, two unknown rats, plus the timid King of Qin Guang, are still gods!" What can you do? I really laughed off the teeth of the heroes in the world.

While Mr. Mingyue was laughing as much as possible, he suddenly heard a melodious sound of a flute from the place where the smoke rose from the cabin.

Everyone was stunned, and the tower-like man frowned and said, "God is really leisurely. What kind of bird flute is playing!"

Mr. Mingyue here whispered, "Hey, have you seen Qin Guang, the god? Two thieves pretended to coax us, and wouldn't they be laughed at?

Feng Cailing said, "I've just heard of it, and I haven't seen it before."

Qin'er also shook his head, but Yan Ruoxue said, "Although my brother met that guy when he went to Beimingyoudu, he was really difficult to deal with."

Mr. Mingyue was relieved and shouted at the cabin in the forest: "God Qin Guang! Do you dare to show up? If you hide and refuse to come out, don't blame me for killing your two thief brothers!"

Mr. Mingyue's shout was really effective, and he listened to the sound of the flute, which was pleasant and melodious. The door of the cabin creaked open, and a person walked out without delay.

From a distance, it was not clear. I saw a man in white, holding a green flute horizontally, which seemed to be very engaged.

The man in white walked more melodiously than the sound of the flute, and he shook over step by step, as if everything in heaven and earth was none of his business. And the most important thing for him is to play the flute well and immerse himself in his own world.

When the man in white approaches, the more he looks at him, the more he doesn't look like King Qin Guang. He is just a prince in white who is only 30 years old. He is also heroic and handsome. How many years older can he be than the master's heart brother? If he could sit in the first hall of the ten halls of Yanjun, wouldn't it be a big joke!

Who knew that the yellow-faced pout and the tower-like fierce man bowed and smiled at him, flashed left and right, looking very respectful.

Mr. Mingyue said coldly, "Mr. Hu, don't play it. Your flute is not good. You have to go back to the teaching workshop to find a musician to practice for a few more years."

The sound of the flute of the man in white really stopped. The man put down the flute and inserted it in his waist. Then he clenched his fist and smiled and said, "Oh? It turns out that you are also rhythmic. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Mr. Mingyue said secretly. Looking at his appearance, he was full of harmony. He must be a sour buter and rotten Confucian, thanks to the true image of two big men.

How did Mr. Mingyue know that at this time, Yan Ruoxue's already lost her face, and her face suddenly changed, and she trembled slightly with fear and said, "Mingyue is really the king of Qin Guang! That's him!"

Mr. Mingyue was stunned and said in disbelief, "Hey! Prince in white, are you really the king of Qin Guang? What are you pretending to do? Do you pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

The man in white said leisurely, "I usually do this. What's wrong? I am the god Qin Guang, and I would like to ask your high name.

The man in white admitted that Qin'er, Feng Cailing and Mr. Mingyue were all shrugged. Mr. Mingyue's eyes widened and said, "Are you really the god King Qin Guang?"

Qin Guang, the god in white, nodded seriously: "Yes! My ten halls of Yanjun's first god, can I still lie to you?

Mr. Mingyue looked left and right. Looking at Qin Guang, the emperor, who was very innocent and helpless, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay! You are the king of Qin Guang. Hey hey, I'm still a hero. It turns out that I'm a weak sourding. It's free to be expensive, prince Mingyue."

Qin Guang, the god, also glanced at the bright moon for a long time and frowned, "Oh! You are the prince Mingyue who coaxed my sister who knows Yulan's heart. Tut, it's better to meet than to hear about people. It's really a handsome little white face. No wonder Lanxin's sister is so in love.

Mr. Mingyue said strangely, "What? Did you see her on the way?

Qin Guang's face darkened and said coldly, "Yes, isn't the stinky boy still thinking about my sister?"

Mr. Mingyue was even more surprised to hear Qin Guangwang's tone and said, "Your sister? Do you know that Yulanxin is your own sister?"

Qin Guang, the god, pulled his face and said, "It's my cousin, hum! Now that Lan Xin's cousin is fascinated by you, she even told me to show mercy and take time to catch it back. It's really shameful.

Qin'er squeezed her lips and smiled and said, "Brother Mingyue, that's all right. Your cousin is here, and you still have to catch you for Zhiyu Lanxin sister."

Feng Cailing glanced at Mr. Mingyue and said indifferently, "Hum! Qin Guang, the god, came just in time. It's okay to arrest you to Beiming to suffer, so as not to annoy people at the price all day.

Mr. Mingyue said with a wry smile, "Go, don't make fun of me. I didn't see the enemy. It seems that it's really King Qin Guang of the first hall of Yanjun. He is really young."

Yan Ruoxue told him, "Brother Mingyue, don't be careless. This guy is careful and calculating is not what our generation. There are many ghosts in martial arts and Taoism. Sister Feng Cailing, don't quarrel with Mingyue. Qin'er and I rely on you two to join hands.

Mr. Mingyue nodded secretly, quietly looked at Feng Cailing, gave a wink, and sneered at the two big men beside the god Qin Guang, "Wu's yellow-faced pumazi and this ugly man, are you the subordinates of King Qin Guang? Hey, how many traitors and accomplices have come from Beiming Jiuyou? How many accomplices have been called out? Don't hide in the thatched hut like your god King Qin Guang for a long time.

The fierce man is a straightforward person and can't stand other people's excitement. As soon as Mr. Mingyue said, the fierce man shouted, "There are only three men!" You put your ears up. Our two brothers are not under the command of King Guang of Qin, but the relatives of Emperor Song. Now they come to stay on the shore of the Snow Wolf Lake to inquire about the virtual and real movement of the ice gate. Haha! Grandpa, I have been openly and aboveboard. Now there is the god King Qin Guang here. Let you be a clear ghost even if you die!"

Mr. Mingyue sneered and said, "Huh! Do you think you can scare us in the name of King Qin Guang? Qin Guang, the god, is just a man in white who is only 30 years old. How capable can he be? Don't blow to the ceiling!"

Yellow-faced poutzi shouted, "God, look, how arrogant this stinky boy is. He lost a little by the two of us for a moment. It's extremely arrogant and arrogant. Hey, King Qin Guang cleaned him up for us, left three beautiful women, and took them back to the wooden house to enjoy, or kill or stay according to the meaning of King Qin Guang, hey hey.

Speaking of this, a pair of thieves couldn't help glanning at Yan Ruoxue and the others, as if they had arrived. With King Qin Guang, it was easy to grab them. The yellow-faced hemp even drooled down.

Yan Ruoxue couldn't wait to beat the head of the sexist and spat secretly a few times, which was disgusting.

Qin Guang, the god, also rolled his eyes at Huang-faced poutine and said coldly, "What did Emperor Song tell you when you went out?"

The yellow-faced plin said in a beep, "Say everything is up to you!"

Qin Guang, the god, pulled his face and said coldly, "Don't be greedy and lustful, or you won't forgive me!"

The yellow-faced poutle made abruptly, curled his lips and said, "Well, I know!"

He muttered to the tower-like big man in a low voice: "Cough, I saw three great beauties, but I can't move. I really don't know if he is fake or take it all together and won't leave one for our two brothers?"

Qin Guang, the god, heard a cough and stared coldly at the yellow face. The frightened yellow-faced hemp didn't dare to speak any more.

Qin'er looked at it secretly and laughed and whispered to Yan Ruoxue, "Sister Ruoxue, I don't think this god Qin Guang is like a bad guy. At least he can strictly discipline his subordinates."

Yan Ruoxue shook her head and whispered sadly, "The god Qin Guang's heart city is not what you and I can imagine. I think it's more dangerous to deal with him than the two straight-gut fierce men. Don't believe anything he said, okay?"