The Ninth Sister is a Prodigious Beast Master

  Chapter 133 His Highness the Son

  No one has ever been able to behave so calmly in front of him, and Bei Tinghuang is the first one.

  Leng Qianmo waved his hand at the beautiful receptionist, "Quickly handle it for this adult!"

   "Yes!" The attitude of the beauty host became more and more cautious, and she was able to startle the young master. The energy of this lord is really huge. It was not that no one made trouble in the business club before, but the young master never showed up in person.

Leng Qianmo's footsteps walking slowly towards Beitinghuang was interrupted again, the people who had been crowded at the door all this time retreated like a tide, and parted a way in the middle, these people knelt with the most pious attitude When they got down, the voices of worship shouted in unison: "Meet His Royal Highness Son!"

Bei Tinghuang and Leng Qianmo looked towards the door at the same time. They were dressed in priestly robes that were three points whiter than Leng Qianmo's white robes. It was noble and gorgeous. Following the footsteps of those who came, they spread around their feet like waves. Another stunning young man, about twenty-five or six years old, this person is really cold, from the inside out, from the depths of the bones and soul, the kind of thing that doesn't even care about his own life indifferent.

However, at this time, what is particularly gratifying is that there are two big footprints on his chest, one on the left and one on the right, printed on his white sacrificial clothes, against his icy face, making people look at his brain in a panic .

How is this going?

   "Pfft!"

In the hall that was as quiet as an empty valley, there was a sudden burst of laughter, mercilessly. Immediately, everyone's hearts were raised, kneeling on the ground, and everyone with their heads down couldn't help but take a little corner of their eyes and look at the laughter. Looking over eagerly, it was none other than the boy who brought a sack of spirit beast cores to sell.

   No one knows her name, but at this moment, this young man has left an indelible impression on everyone's hearts.

   It is reckoned that no one will be able to forget her throughout his life, this cold, arrogant, and daring guy.

  She actually dared to laugh at His Highness the Holy Son of the Judgment Temple, is she dying?

  Does she know what trouble she caused? If she doesn't obediently kneel down and kowtow to His Royal Highness Shengzi to beg for mercy, and even dare to taunt His Excellency, doesn't she know that those two big footprints on His Majesty's body are all thanks to her?

  Of course Bei Tinghuang didn't know, she only knew that a constipated face, a holy priest's robe, and two big footprints couldn't be a more weird match.

  This style of painting, if anyone can hold back a smile after seeing it, it can only be said that his ability to hold back a smile is too deep.

The golden pupils looked fiercely at Bei Tinghuang. Behind the man, the two subordinates of the Bahu followed the Bahu, carrying the crippled Bahu. Seeing Beitinghuang, the Bahu hurriedly screamed. Get up, "His Royal Highness, it's her, this brat, she threw me out, and I accidentally stepped on you! It's not my fault, please forgive me, the culprit is this You bastard!"

  His gaze was like an arrow, and with heavy coercion, he stared at Bei Tinghuang. In his golden pupils, there was a sinister look in his eyes, wishing to swallow Bei Tinghuang in one gulp. Being able to kick a seven-star spiritual master away with one kick, this kid should be quite capable, but if he dared to mess with the Temple of Judgment, it can only be said that this kid is too reckless.

  Bei Tinghuang's face was covered with a mask. The snow-white mask covered most of her face. No one knew what kind of pressure Bei Tinghuang was under under the gaze of these golden pupils. In the hall, Ulala knelt for a long time, only Bei Tinghuang stood.

  (end of this chapter)