Unruly Xiaohuangxian: God asks for a hug

Chapter 113 The Boy in White
In the eyes is a young man in white clothes, holding a bright flame in his hand, the light and shadow intertwine, making him look taller and taller.

Ming Qing stared at him with guarded eyes.

This person seems to be very strong, he can see through her prototype at a glance, and he doesn't know whether he is an enemy or a friend.

I saw him snapping his fingers, and his brilliance flourished in an instant.

Ming Qing looked up, and saw night pearls floating in the air one by one, the warm light added a touch of warmth to the dark space.

Only then did Ming Qing see the appearance of the young man in front of him clearly.

Bright eyes and eyebrows, chiseled, high nose bridge, at first glance heroic, personable, of course, this is to ignore the evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Who are you?" Ming Qing asked in a bad tone.

"Hehe." The young man smiled and said nothing, shook his hand, put away the flames at his fingertips, and walked towards Mingqing step by step.

His slightly interested eyes fell on Ming Qing, making Ming Qing take a step back uncomfortably.

The young man leaned forward, raised Ming Qing's chin with his fair and slender fingers, and said with a smile, "You look pretty good!"

The action was both frivolous and ambiguous, Ming Qing blushed, and suddenly pushed the person in front of him away forcefully, and threw a flame across his face, separating himself from the boy.

Just kidding, this person is out of his mind at first glance, how could Ming Qing let him take advantage of her.

"Natural fire? It seems that your phoenix status is not low?" The young man said slowly, looking at a fiery red flame in front of him, and judged.

"It's none of your business whether you're low or not." Ming Qing said angrily.

She didn't even know what was meant by natal fire, and she didn't even know whether her status was low or not.

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then raised the corners of his mouth, stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Ming Qing, and said:
"It's not good for girls to be so fierce."

Ming Qing gave him a hard look, and it didn't matter to him whether he was fierce or not.

Ming tended to take a step back, ready to stay away from him, standing in front of him was too stressful.

"What are you refunding?" The young man asked amusedly, and took a step forward.

"I'm willing." Ming Qing gave him a white look and replied.

Keep going backwards.

The young man seemed to be addicted, Ming Qing took a step back, and he followed.

"Boom—" Ming Qing slammed his back against the wall.

"You back again." The young man propped one hand on the wall, looking from the side, it was as if he was holding Ming Qing in his arms.

Ming Qing was dumbfounded, this action was really too ambiguous.

Now she can be sure that the person in front of her is a hooligan.

How could it be so rude to meet for the first time.

Ming Qing took a deep breath, then let it out heavily, raised her foot, and landed heavily, directly stepping on the boy's foot.

The boy hissed.

Taking advantage of his hugging feet, Ming Qing dodges and hides in the small space.

"you……"

Before the boy finished speaking, he heard Ming Qing's screams coming from the small space.

"what--"

The young man didn't have time to put his feet down, he waved a water belt with both hands, and chased in Ming Qing's direction.

The water belt quickly entangled Mingqing and brought her out of the small space.

Ming Qing sat heavily on the ground, dumbfounded, her eyes glazed over, obviously still in shock.

The boy kicked her with his feet and asked concerned: "Are you okay?"

Ming Qing shook his head in a daze.

"What did you see?" the boy asked curiously.

Ming Qing flinched again, looking terrified, and murmured: "Fire, what a big fire."

The young man squatted down, stretched out a hand, shook it in front of Ming Qing, and said mockingly: "You are a phoenix, so you are afraid of fire?"

It wasn't just the fire, she also saw it. She knelt in front of the god, who held a long sword in his hand, and pierced her heart coldly. There was a sudden pain in her chest, as if she was stabbing herself.

Ming Qing opened his hand and said in a vicious voice, "Did you do it on purpose?"

"Oh, it's so boring, you guessed it!" The boy stood up, spreading his hands, looking like a rascal.

Ming Qing gave him a hard look, and stood up while leaning against the wall.

She knew that the boy had no good intentions, deliberately forced her to the wall, and then went into that room.

Ming Qing touched the walls here and knocked there. Just now she focused all her attention on it, she didn't expect that there was a small space behind these walls.

She searched hard, maybe she could find a way out.

Seeing her busy around, the boy reminded her aloud, "Don't look for it, there is no exit."

Ming Qing turned her head, glanced at him, and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

Then, as if thinking of something, he clapped his hands, pointed at the young man, and said affirmatively, "You've already looked for it, but you haven't found it. You've been stuck here for a long time?"

"How is that possible?" The young man retorted loudly when he heard the words, and turned his head away.

Ming Qing would not believe it, and muttered: "It's so loud, it's a guilty conscience."

Ming Qing didn't deliberately lower his voice, but was heard by the sharp-eared young man, strode over, and said angrily, "Who is guilty, which eye of yours saw it?"

"I can see with both eyes." Ming Qing replied casually, because she had already sensed the difference in the wall, and was not in the mood to argue with him.

She clenched her fist and knocked on the wall a few times, and then heard a rumbling sound.

The boy's face froze, he turned his head to Ming Qing in slow motion, and asked stutteringly, "You, what did you do?"

Before Ming Qing could answer, there was a bang, and the wall burst open.

What followed was a wave of tremors.

The young man with sharp eyesight and quick hands gave Ming Qing a hand.

A huge monster ran out, approaching one by one, all ran out of the wall.

There are not many of them, five in total, but because of their huge stature, they fill up the entire large space.

Its nostrils are steaming. It looks like a cow, but it is covered with hard scales. Under the illumination of the night pearl, it has a faint luster.

The young man and Ming Qing clung tightly to the wall, facing the five behemoths face to face.

The young man looked sideways, glared at Ming Qing, and said viciously: "It's all because of your good deeds."

Ming Qing also regretted it very much, who knew that these things would come out from behind the wall, the first time, it was just an empty space.

"I know I was wrong." She admitted her mistake with a good attitude, and then asked, "What should I do now?"

"These are the illusions of Kui Niu, it's not so easy to die." The young man said, and gave Ming Qing another look, it was all her fault.

Ming Qing was so stared at by him that she couldn't raise her head, lowered her head, and asked weakly: "Then what should I do?"

"Fight! What else can I do?" The young man gave Ming Qing a glance, and then added helplessly: "Attack their eyebrows."

He took the lead in rushing up, dodged a few times, and landed in the center of the Kui Niu phantom, a jet of water shot out, with great power, directly hitting the eyebrow of one of the Kui Niu phantoms.

Ming Qing nodded, made a mudra with both hands, muttered something, then set his hands on fire, separated his palms, held a fire whip in each palm, and rushed forward.

(End of this chapter)