The Insane and Good-For-Nothing Madam

In other words, as long as Ye Ming doesn't open the door, no one can go to the underworld?

"Hey, angry? Angry? Ask your master and apprentice to unite and slap this king in the face? How about it, are you deflated? The Infinite Hell Sea is this king's territory. I want to pass the Styx to the Underworld. Dream about you!"

Countless blue and black "colors" of light and fog rushed back and forth in front of the water wave gate, densely packed, all of which were Ye Ming's clones, and he could almost see the awkward face in his screaming tone.

Mo Qing squeezed out a piece of buckwheat flower and threw it on a ray of light mist. After hearing the sound of "Ouch...", Ye Ming's body hidden in the clone was shot out.

Maybe it was too awkward and unprepared, and with a grunt, Ye Ming rolled out with hands and feet.

"Open the door!" Mo Qingyan commanded concisely.

"Don't open it!" Ye Ming climbed up before getting up, sat down cross-legged, and then said: "If you have the ability, you will kill this king? If you kill this king, you will never want to enter the underworld. Up!"

Ye Ming is not stupid. Since Moqing chose to enter the underworld from Redstone Canyon, there is naturally a reason not to go to Fengdu. He is sure that Moqing will not kill him.

Mo Qing snorted, and a silver light hit his backhand and slapped him in the face.

Sure enough, Ye Ming jumped up yelling, and said angrily: "Holy Venerable Yungong, if you have the ability, you can fight with this king with a real gun. What is the face!?"

Mo Qing ridiculed him: "Beat you down and face again?"

Ye Ming:...

"It's kind, don't slap your face!" gritted his teeth.

auzw.com Mo Qing ignored him, waved his hand and fanned out with a blade of light, cutting a hole from his eyebrows to his chin.

"I, I... don't even think about going to the underworld in this life. Even if I or I die, I will never let you get what you want!"

"I Yeming, I would rather jade pieces than tiles!"

Mo Qing used the strings of the Purple Phoenix to hang him in the air, and used buckwheat flowers to transform into two purple embroidered shoes. Every half a stick of incense, he opened his bow from left to right and slapped him on. The face of twelve rounds, less than three times, made Ye Ming's handsome face flushed and swollen.

Mo Qing turned into a soft collapse, supporting his head with one hand, and closing his eyes sideways.

Feng Ruchu has ADHD. She sat next to Ye Ming and watched. Every time her embroidered shoes hit Ye Ming's face, she would accompany him with ‘snack’ and count the beats.

After several shots, she took out a small mirror from her arms and handed it to Ye Ming's face: "Ye Ming, take a look, take a look at you now, do you look like a sow with blush? ...By the way, your face is so big, isn't it a pig demon?"

Ye Ming opened his mouth and cursed: "Go on, you are a pig demon, strange feelings, you see what kind of stuff you have collected, have your brain kicked by a donkey? Is it good to spread the knowledge of ancient gods and demons? This king is an ancient beast. , Which ancient beast have you seen with pigs?"

Zhu Bajie, count it?

But that pig is not a product of ancient times.

"Then what are you?" Feng Ruchu said.

Ye Ming exploded "Mao": "This king is not a thing!...No, this king is a thing!...No...You are not a thing!"

As a result, there were two more ‘pops...’ and the embroidered shoes twitched his two big lips.

Ye Ming's mouth turned crooked, and he had to rectify his name: "This king is a gluttonous beast! gluttonous knows it! One of the four great beasts of the ancients! Beautiful and beautiful without waves, chic and suave, and most importantly, eat not fat! not fat!"