Chapter 558: Sima Jinyun!

"I..." Qi Min is like wearing a nine-day frost. He only feels that cold air has to get into the bones and freeze the bone marrow.
How dare she say half a ‘no’ word. Qin Dong can be merciless once, and may not be willing to pay attention twice.
"Min Ertian "sex" pride, let her do it, I am afraid she can't stand it. If you want to punish her, can you change the individual way? Moreover, her fault is also the responsibility of being a master, I am willing to work with her. bear."
"It’s really a teacher and a lover, and it’s moving.
Qin Dong said so, but the expression is totally different, full of coldness and sarcasm. [
Just as the Wuyue Sanren’s face was exposed, the of Qin Dong’s
color
slammed hard and shouted
Five Yue, what time do you want to pamper your baby apprentice? It’s hard, you want to destroy it.
she was?"
"Uh……"
"She is such a "sexual" child, which is clearly spoiled. Even if she can live for a long time, she will not have a big break in repairing. Let her do the night ice, it is to grind her. Kind of "sex", only good for her!"
I understood Qin Dong’s painstaking efforts. Wuyue’s scattered people sighed and turned their heads to align their voices.
Min, he’s right, on weekdays, I’m too pet you.

"Master, I..."
"Go! The night ice is a cold-hearted child. She won't be embarrassed about you. In the future, listen to her words and restrain her "sex"."
Things are a foregone conclusion, and it is useless for Qi Min to protest again. Had to walk to the side of Li Yebing, a look of the first look.
If at ordinary times, Li Yebing has to take the opportunity to rectify and rectify Qi Min, but at this time she is full of thoughts about Qin Dong, completely without mood.
"Oh...hey..." A burst of bells came at a time from a distance.
Wuyue Sanren, Song Nantong, Li Yebing, Qi Min's face, the color of the four people changed together, it seems to be not nervous.
Qin Dong frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
Songnan Passage: "This is the bell that the Biye Palace summons all the disciples to gather urgently. When this bell rings, it means that someone in the palace has committed a palace rule and is going to be executed."
"Hey? That's so lively, we have to get together." Qin Dong smiled.
"You guy, you are going to die soon, but you said that you want to see what is lively, it is too cold." Li Yebing dissatisfied.
"Isn't it only a violation of the palace rules that it will be executed?"
Li Yebing said, "Is it for violating the rules of the palace? Besides, there are many unreasonable places in the palace of Biyou Palace."
Seeing that the Wuyue Sanren had a similar feeling to Li Yebing, Qin Dong knew that Li Yebing said that most of them were correct.
"Do not talk nonsense, let's go!" Qin Dong reached out and wrapped Li Yebing and Qi Min together in a dazzling brilliance, with two people, and then they went to hundreds of feet.
"Fast!" Wuyue scattered people was shocked. [
Song Nantong laughed at him and smiled at the figure of Qin Dongyuan. He said, "He is much stronger than you think." After leaving this sentence, he will no longer look at the stunned Wuyue Sanren and fly away.
In the Biyue Palace, the seventeenth courtyards are in the shape of an arch, and the Huating Palace where Sima Jinyun lives is surrounded by the center. The Hua Ting Palace is magnificent, majestic and domineering, and does not lose to the Temple of Heaven.
Outside the palace, there is a training martial arts field that can accommodate 10,000 people to practice together. At this time, the field is filled with Bijinggong disciples from all directions, and the crowds are moving, so busy.
In the center of the training martial arts field, there is a high platform. On the high platform, a tall flagpole of several tens of feet is erected. The top of the flagpole depicts the banner of the Palace of the Palace, and flutters in the wind. A woman who is quite old with Li Yebing and whose appearance is also refined is tied to the flagpole by Wuhua. A 60-year-old man is kneeling on the side of the Hua Ting Palace and the huge palace gate.
"It's Herou's sister!" Upon seeing the girl tied to the flagpole, Li Yebing's delicate body immediately trembled, and the pretty face was full of fear.
"Do you know her?" Qin Dong glanced at Herou and asked.
Li Yebing nodded and looked anxious. "The soft sister is my best sister in the Biye Palace. What did she do wrong? Is the palace mainly like this to her? Is it true that the soft sister really did that? ?"
"What?" Qin Dongjian eyebrows wrinkled.
Li Yebing just had to answer, and suddenly there was a sound of tsunami-like noise around the mountain. "Long live the palace, Jinan!" At the same time, people around them smashed.
Li Yebing and Qi Min’s subconscious mind must follow along. Qin Dong suddenly grabbed the two together and said,
He is not a king, why should he marry him?

Li Yebing smiled in his heart, this Sima Jinyun is not the king of Laos in the Bi You Palace.
Under the prevention of Qin Dong, Li Yebing and Qi Min still did not go down. But they stood at the outermost part of the crowd, not looking at it, and no one noticed.
At this time, the gates of the Huating Palace were open, and a group of people came under the leadership of the old robes of the golden robes.
Needless to say, this old man of the Golden Robe is the head of the Palace of Bi Yougong, Sima Jinyun. I saw the majesty of his face, his hair was white, his eyes were sharp, and his body was filled with the breath of his superiors.
Qin Dong smiled coldly, and a five-level monk in the district was so arrogant. If he was in heaven, he would have died tens of thousands of times. Only in the human world can he get used to being a poor "hair" disease.
Beside him, he was an old man of his age, wearing the same white robe as Song Nantong, embroidered with four gold threads on his chest. Unlike Sima Jinyun, this old atmosphere is introverted, far from the singularity of Sima Jinyun. It should be Du Yanfei, the only four-level monk in Biyou Palace.
Behind the two, there are three third-level monks, Wen Shu Xuan, Fang Yu and Gan Zhuo, plus Wu Daozi who accompanied the Prince Sima to go out to play, is the four guards of the Bi You Palace.
Behind the three, it is the second level of the Biyou Palace, a first-class monk. All of them are incomprehensible. They look at people with their nostrils. Half a bottle of water is not full of things that are swaying in the chaos. It is even worse than the impression of Wuyue Sanren.
However, this group of people coming out of the Huating Palace at this time is really the strongest lineup of Bi You Gong. Qin Dong originally planned to put it in the grid, but now it’s good, all of a sudden, and save him a lot of trouble.
"Please ask the Lord to open the grace, and spare me a soft life!" Sima Jinyun just walked out of the Huating Palace, and the old man who was on the high platform immediately pleaded.
Sima Jinyun just took a look at him and he was too lazy to take care of him. He turned and sat on the golden chair that he had moved. With a smile, I turned to Du Yanfei, who was next to me. "Dou Dugonggong, this is a gentleman, is a disciple under your door. At this time, I made a rule, what do you think?"