Crossing the corridor, the woman suddenly grabbed Han Ming. The fastest updated novel [ ]
Han Ming turned around and said helplessly: "My aunt, what else do you want?"
"Bah! Who is your aunt? If you talk nonsense again, I will cut your tongue!"
The woman cursed angrily and struggled a few times, but she couldn't open Han Ming's hand.
He could only glare at Han Ming again, and gently stroked his left hand on the wall.
I saw nearly a thousand small magic arrays of various sizes suddenly appearing on the walls on both sides of the passage in front of me.
These magic arrays still emit a faint light, spitting out haloes of light from time to time.
"You went there rashly, weren't you looking for death? Let me go!"
The woman drinks low.
Han Ming clicked his tongue, it turns out that this place is not that simple after all.
It seemed that the woman had cracked all the magic circle mechanisms when she came, so that she could come over.
And the most amazing thing is that since this magic circle trap has been cracked, it can automatically recover in such a short period of time.
It's really clever.
The woman broke free from Han Ming's wrist and took out two small crosses from her waist.
After chanting silently in his mouth for a while, he placed two crosses on the walls on both sides.
The two crosses began to slide forward as if they were glued to the wall, and gradually grew larger.
And those small magic array diagrams were actually erased after encountering the cross.
Han Ming is not stupid at all.
This woman can sneak into the Xingyu family quietly and break through its defensive traps so easily.
He obviously came prepared.
Moreover, how much strength does it take to erase the Xingyu family’s magic circle?
Since she was so well prepared, why did she need to rely on herself to sneak in?
He must have discovered Mr. Zhazha walking around in advance and obtained the invitation.
Could it be that he is being followed all the way?
Thinking of this, Han Ming opened his mouth, but didn't say much.
It is basically impossible for a person to break into the Xingyu family. He must have the support of a huge power group behind him.
It would be better for me not to talk too much. I am not familiar with the world of heaven and earth, so as not to be chased and silenced by women.
This loss can only be swallowed in the stomach.
Looking at the woman's back again, her eyes were already filled with meaning. [New]
Passing through more than ten passages in a row, we gradually approached the castle where the dinner was held at the front.
And this woman also used tricks along the way to break a series of traps that dazzled Han Ming.
Suddenly there was a sound of footsteps not far ahead.
"Why is there someone here at this time?"
The woman frowned slightly, slapped her left hand on the wall of the passage, and actually got into the wall.
Just after hiding his figure, he suddenly saw Han Ming standing stupidly in the passage, at a loss what to do.
"Damn! What a burden!"
The woman hurriedly reached out and pulled Han Ming in, and the wall immediately healed back to its original appearance.
"I said..."
"Shut up!! Don't make any sound!"
Han Ming was helpless. The space was very small. It was obvious that the woman's palm had shattered the inside of the wall.
Through large-scale compression, some space is squeezed out for Shengsheng.
And this Xingyu family castle uses very sophisticated materials and is surprisingly hard.
In this way, the compression range will not be too large, and the space for two people to stay is also extremely small.
Obviously the woman was prepared to hide for him alone, but now there was an extra Han Ming.
In this case, Han Ming was in front, and the woman was behind, pressing against Han Ming's back.
Han Ming faintly felt two soft things on his back, and his heart was pounding.
He was not shy, but he was afraid that the woman would make him even more angry because of this, and it would be terrible if she lost her mind in anger.
When Han Ming spoke just now, he just wanted to say that you should erase all the magic circles on the wall.
I can move around inside the square tiles and it won't be so crowded.
Han Ming had good intentions, but the woman didn't know it.
"You took advantage of me again." The woman's voice was cold.
Han Ming simply shut his mouth and said to himself, you can think whatever you want, since you have already called me a scumbag.
"What should we do? The two gangs are about to fight. Judge Lolita is not here either."
"Then what can we do? Call the knights and arrest them together."
"But...one of them is King Whipler's second son.
The other party is the former entourage of the first generation of prophets.
Not easy to arrest?"
"That's why I'm going to find Judge Lolita! Hurry, there's going to be a real fight soon. [Thanks for supporting the novel]"
As the footsteps passed by, Han Ming listened to the conversation between the two of them.
I think it’s terrible! The first generation of prophet followers, isn’t that a scumbag?
Why did this old boy get into an argument with someone?
"Let me go, you can go out." Han Ming's heart was pounding, thinking that the scumbag must not have any accidents.
The woman quickly spread her arms around Han Ming's chest and pushed Han Ming to jump into the passage.
"Walk!"
He grabbed the woman and rushed out quickly.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them arrived at the spiral staircase, slowed down and descended gently.
I saw a group of people surrounding me in the hall.
More than a dozen envoys from the Xingyu family were constantly persuading and guiding.
A boy's yelling came from inside: "Get out of here! I have to teach this old fool a lesson today!"
What kind of person does he think he is? He is just a dog beside a generation of prophets."
Han Ming frowned when he heard this, but he didn't dare to let go of the woman, so he pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.
Seeing that the two sides were about to start a fight, Mr. Zhazha's old face turned blue and purple with anger.
A young man opposite him arrogantly stepped on an old man with his foot.
Who is this old man? Han Ming was confused and squeezed in next to Mr. Zhazha.
Asked quietly: "What's going on?"
Mr. Zhazha sighed: "It's hard to explain in one word, this boy is Prince Whipler's second son, Plitz.
Originally, he came here tonight for Lolita, but he still couldn't see Lolita."
"What does this have to do with you?" Han Ming asked doubtfully. As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Pulitzer who kept shouting.
"You don't know, but Pulitzer has always admired Lolita's appearance.
Moreover, the identities and backgrounds of both parties are considered to be of a perfect match, so King Whipler is really the one I told you before.
One of the previous generation of red archbishops, he once worked with Xingyu.
It is said that Pulitzer proposed to Lolita three times, but all of them were rejected.
Tonight, Lolita didn't show up for a long time again. The boy felt aggrieved and drank a few more drinks.
I happened to meet a friend who accidentally knocked over his wine glass and almost spilled it on Pulitzer.
No, through the anger in my heart, I poured out my anger on my friend.
I had good intentions and tried to stop him, but this guy turned his anger on me."
Han Ming said oh, thinking that it was just a small matter, so he didn't pay much attention to it at the moment.
Young people are inevitably high-spirited and high-spirited, which is nothing to begin with.
Han Ming had seen many such people, and of course he would not impulsively go forward for revenge.
"Forget it, I think it's not easy to see Lolita tonight. Let's go."
Han Ming pulled Mr. Zhazha.
"Okay, I'll listen to you."
Mr. Zhazha has always been respected by people, even in the sub-demon world.
Never have I ever been so humiliated by a young man in public.
However, he was considered extremely cultured and knew that he was not as knowledgeable as these young people.
"Where are you going!! You old dog, did I let you go?!
You can leave only if I let you go, and if I don't let you leave, you have to stay with me!"
Pulizzi smashed the wine glass to pieces on the ground.
Mr. Zhazha was so angry that his whole body trembled.
Han Ming sighed and whispered: "You and I both do great things, if we can't even bear such humiliation.
Just go home and farm, and don't have to be on the same level as your juniors.
What's more, he is not targeting you.
Such clamor is obviously directed at Lolita, and he wants to use the topic to draw Lolita out."
Han Ming tried his best to persuade me again, but Mr. Zhazha gritted his teeth and said, "That's all, you are indeed more broad-minded than me."
While the two were talking, the woman stood beside Han Ming.
She quietly listened to what Han Ming said and nodded slightly as if she admired it very much.
"Where are you going, old dog!" When Pulitzer saw that Mr. Zhazha was not being provoked by him, he swallowed his anger and wanted to leave.
A young man with his status would really not be so narrow-minded.
But it was just as Han Ming imagined, he was really using the topic to his advantage.
And the guests here are all of noble status. How could he be so stupid as to provoke his father's enemies?
After all calculations, only Mr. Zhazha has the lowest status, so if you mess with him, there won't be any trouble.
This kid has been holding back a burst of anger since he came in, and he bumped into Mr. Scumbag's friend earlier on purpose.
Seeing that if Mr. Zhazha left, his plan would not be implemented.
I think this old guy is quite tolerant, so I might as well give you more ingredients.
At that moment, a slap hit Mr. Zhazha hard on the face.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Han Ming pulled Mr. Zhazha one step towards him.
Pulitzer's slap failed, and another slap came after him.
Han Ming pulled again, but his slap failed again.
Han Ming originally didn't want to cause trouble and there was no need to become someone else's punching bag, so he just avoided it.
But in this way, Pulitzer missed again and again, as if he was a monkey being played with.
He didn't originally hate Mr. Zhazha in his heart, but it suddenly became worse.
Suddenly I felt my face was dull, and I could faintly see the boys from several other families looking at my own joke with gloating expressions.
"Old dog! Don't be ignorant!! I want to beat you, but you dare to hide!!"
A glimmer of light appeared in Pulitzer's right hand, and he slapped him again.
Han Ming suddenly frowned. The two parties were just entangled with each other, which was just hand and foot movements.
And now this kid actually uses divine power!!
Even if this slap was in vain, it would be impossible to dodge it.
A fan-shaped sacred power passed by. If he continued to dodge, not only Mr. Zhazha would be hit by this power.
Even half the castle will collapse.
Good boy!! I thought you were young so I didn’t care about you, but now you have provoked me again and again, and you have actually killed me!
Han Ming suddenly became furious, turned around, grabbed Pulizzi's wrist, and whipped out with his right leg.
The fan-shaped sacred energy was turned sideways and kicked away. This force was used very skillfully.
The sacred energy reversed several times in the air, cleverly avoiding the screaming crowd, and flew out of the gate through the cracks in the crowd.
He raised his hand casually and threw Pulitzer away, breaking two pillars in succession.
"good!"
Mr. Zhazha couldn't bear it for a long time. He is so old and is being barked at like an old dog. Who can stand up to him?
Seeing Han Ming venting his anger for him, he immediately shouted out loud.
Han Ming felt bitter in his heart, thinking that he was in trouble now.
If I come to the heaven to play, I don't have to suffer the humiliation of others, I can just slap him in the face.
Let your soldiers come and cover up the water and earth, or at worst I will slap my butt and run away.
But he came to heaven to seek help, and he didn't see Xingyu's face. Instead, he made enemies first.