Jun Mulin didn't answer her, but just took her little hand and walked forward carefully. During this period, he dodged left and right, avoiding no less than ten secret whistles. It was not until the two of them lay on the wall of the King of Hell that they lowered their voices and said, "This will be more exciting." Bai Heran was drunk, "I want to know that this is the way to visit, and I can't come this trip. Your Highness Nine is good, and it's your biological brother again. Why do you do sneak into someone's yamen in the middle of the night? It would be so embarrassing if you were caught! Even if you can't catch it, you won't see someone again.

Are you guilty?"

He waved his hand, "I won't be embarrassed or guilty if I do it a few more times in the future. Just like I am so sarcastic now."

She was speechless.

It can be seen that Jun Mulin does come often because he can accurately determine the location of each secret outpost, and even a few people guarding there, clearly whether they are tall or short.

She was following him, without using any brains or using any skills, and was led into the Lord's Hall of the King of Hell like a fool.

At that moment, Bai Heran was shocked!

"It's quite exciting, how can you follow the haunted house?" She gave a very accurate evaluation.

It is indeed like a haunted house. The main hall of the King of Hell is very large. According to the standards of later generations, the area is about four or five hundred square meters. This is nothing. The point is that the actual appearance of the King of Hell is like a god. In this hall, there are not only statues of the King of Hell, but also for Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. In addition, the two sides were originally where the yamen runners should stand, but now they are all standing.

They were all holding various tools, such as iron chains and red-burned shovels, staring at the middle of the hall with grinning, looking particularly oozing.

There is also the ground. The ground is not an ordinary ground, but I don’t know what material has been splashed, making it look like blood dyed all over the ground, which looks even more bloody at night. Bai Heran thought that if it were accompanied by some music, it would be no different from the gloomy haunted house in the game field in later generations. What kind of fool did this decorate method come up with? The King of Hell is really like hell. As for this effect, the Ninth Prince

Do you have to go to the court in the middle of the night when the case is tried? This is how can you be more atmosphere? Just as she was thinking, the people around her patted their chests proudly and said, "How about it, this King of Hell is so grand? These are all ideas I came up with, and I personally supervised the worker, staring at the craftsmen according to my ideas, and even the appearance and movements of each little ghost are painted by me

The one found in the book, Ran Ran, you see, is it very awesome? Is it very atmosphere? Is it particularly worthy of the name of King of Hell?"

Bai Heran was shocked again, it turned out that the two fools were here! Jun Mulin was still saying proudly: "Brother Jiu founded the Hall of Hell, I thought, since it was called the Hall of Hell, it must be like the Hall of Hell. We have to confirm this name. So I arranged the hall in this style. Brother Jiu was very

I am satisfied, even my father praised me for having a lot of ideas."

She didn't want to evaluate anything anymore. It turned out that everyone in Laojun's family had the same aesthetic taste.

However, this feeling is a sensory shock for those who are arrested in the Hall of Hell, who are corrupt, abused and violated laws and disciplines, and it is very likely that under this shock, they can accelerate mental collapse and tell the truth.

So she nodded and praised, "It's good creativity."

Jun Mulin was very proud, "How about it, it's exciting to break into the Hall of Hell at night!"

She said "happy", "It's really exciting." However, this stimulation did not come from these hell Rakshasa, but from the sound of His Highness's footsteps getting closer and closer.

"Someone is here to capture us." As soon as she finished speaking, the secret whistle hidden around her was approaching. For a moment, swords and swords came out and stabbed them straight towards them.

The secret whistles of the King of Hell Palace are all masters. In comparison, the ones raised by Bai Xingyan of Duke Wen Guo’s Mansion are like jokes. Bai Heran is not angry when he beats ten people, but when she faces the masters of the King of Hell Palace, she has to concentrate all her energy to deal with them.

But it was not easy to deal with. The opponent stabbed the sword and sword. Each move was filled with a sharp blade, which made the cheek hurt.

She had no choice but to hit her bare hands and was afraid that she would suffer a loss, so she entered the purse she carried with her and touched three golden needles.

Bai Heran also moved quickly. As soon as the golden needle lit up, he immediately turned defense into attack. The person was as shaking as a phantom, and each needle did not pierce the air. The needle fell into the acupoint and knocked down three people in the blink of an eye. With this move to defeat the enemy, Jun Mulin was also inspired to be energetic. He put away all the laughter and scolding. The purple color in his eyes burst out, and he was like holding a blade with his empty hands. At the same time, Bai Heran knocked down the three people, he grabbed them with both hands and directly confiscated all the weapons of the remaining people. One of them was also because

He was so powerful that he broke into two pieces.

She was stunned. The other party had no one in his hand, but she still had a needle in her hand. Wouldn't it be bullying if she continued to be shot? So she simply put away the golden needle and decided to have a fair showdown.

Unfortunately, people stopped fighting them.

The secret whistle operation of the King of Hell Palace was very unified, and they all withdrew from the battle group. At the same time, one person shouted loudly: "Stop! Don't fight anymore! Master Ten shows mercy and give us brothers some face."

Jun Mulin stopped, and pulled her and laughed and recovered: "Why, are you convinced?" The person on the opposite side came up. It was a young man in his twenties. He looked at Jun Mulin helplessly and said: "Thirteenth Master, can you come in openly next time? They are all their own family, do you need to kill each other so much?" He said as he looked at the broken sword with heartache, "Just hit the battle."

The new sword broke before seeing the blood. It was not easy for me to earn some silver to make a sword. You can't be considerate?" The other few behind me were also very depressed, and they were at least considered first-class masters in the Hall of Hell, but they had never won before the Tenth Palace. This time, even more embarrassing. So many people went into battle, not only did they fail to take down the Tenth Master, but they even made a little woman knock down three of them in one breath.

.Why are three of them lying on the ground?

The man in front sighed heavily and looked at Bai Heran and said, "Is this the princess? Princess, you are too ruthless, just use the needle to stab it! If it hurts, can these three people survive?" Bai Heran was a little embarrassed, "You can survive, just pierce the acupoints, and you will wake up in less than an hour or two. But this time I was really not ruthless. The needle was just an empty needle, and the acupoints were pierced, so I was unconscious. If it weren't for the fact that this was the Hall of the King of Hell, I would definitely have to carry it on my needle.

Poisonous.”

The secret whistle was almost crying, "I thank you for your mercy. But... Master Ten, Princess, can you two be fine next time? There is no place in the King of Hell Palace that Master Ten cannot enter, so there is no need to do this."

Jun Mulin smiled, "It's interesting, it feels like breaking into the Hall of Hell."

The secret whistles are about to cry when they hear it. You have a feeling. We are suffering! The fight is a trivial matter, and the psychological blow is too heavy. So many people can't beat two, so how can they still behave in the future to call themselves masters.

"Master Ten, what are you doing with the princess?" The leader looked at them secretly, and it didn't seem like there was something urgent!

Jun Mulin shrugged: "Do nothing, just visit. My wife has never been to the Hall of Hell. I will take her around." The secret whistle: "..." Isn't it better to visit during the day? What can you see in the darkness? Besides, the hall is so intriguing. Master Ten, you brought a woman to visit such a place in the middle of the night. What do you think? They are all under the moon in front of the flowers, and you two break into the Hall of Hell at night. This is really interesting.

People can compare!

"Then, how was the visit done by Master Ten?"

Jun Mulin curled his lips, "It's normal, you've discovered it before you even looked carefully."

The secret whistles lowered their heads one after another, feeling very ashamed. When they entered the main hall, they realized that it was their own people who were making fun of it. If it were the enemy, wouldn’t it be like being attacked by someone? Thinking of this, I couldn’t help but become afraid.

Bai Heran felt very embarrassed. He was obviously his own people and had to do this. Not only did he embarrass himself, but he also made the other party feel depressed, which is typical of harming others and not benefiting oneself.

She pulled Jun Mulin: "Let's go, don't cause trouble for others. Go back and tell Your Highness Jiu that I will do this today, and I will apologize to him in person another day."

When he heard her talking like this, Jun Mulin and the crowd of secret whistles waved their hands together, and almost at the same time said, "No, no, no."

Jun Mulin said, "Ranran, you don't need to see you."

The secret whistle said: "Princess, you have been with the Tenth Master for a long time, so just get used to it slowly. You really don't have to take this kind of thing to heart, otherwise you will have too many things to pretend in your future."

Jun Mulin was so angry that he kicked him over, "What are you saying? I'll scare our little Ranran again."

Bai Heran twitched the corner of his mouth, "You don't have to blame others for talking too much. With your temperament, I'm a little mentally prepared. I don't ask you to change it in the future, I just want you to do such embarrassing things again, don't count me."

However, how could Jun Mulin have such a high level of awareness? After hearing Bai Heran's words, he just chuckled and agreed without any agreement.

The secret whistles also felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward. The Tenth Master came with his wife, so he couldn't just hold it like this all the time. He also watched the Hall of Hell. What program should be arranged next?

The man in the leader racked his brains and said for a long time: "Why don't you two have some midnight snacks? I won't make complicated things. It's okay to have a bowl of noodles like this. Do you like to eat meat noodles or vegetarian noodles?"

Bai Heran didn't want to eat any noodles, so she wanted to go home and quickly draw a clear line with the two fools around her.

She was about to mention something to leave, but at this moment, she heard the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps outside the hall gate, mixed with the sound of a woman struggling and screaming.

Immediately afterwards, someone shouted: "Boss, catch a little thief!"

Everyone turned their eyes out of the hall, and soon saw a black-clothed whistle walking towards this side with a girl in her hand.
Chapter completed!