Ning Yue expressed his disdain! If the last time the moon stepping prince came to Chongliuyun, then today's Xianghan is a war book against Ning Yue. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info a catch will be afraid of a thief?

"Jia Yuanwai, we have to prepare well today, it seems that the person who came is not good!"

"We all listen to you, what you say, we will do!" Jia Yuanwai hurriedly raised his finger and repeatedly assured.

When a person has no discipline and breaks the downline, he probably doesn't know where his next downline is. Ning Yue thought that she was disciplined, but when she saw the frightened eyes of the guards around her who listened to his instructions to set traps, Ning Yue realized how vicious these traps were in their eyes.

In fact, these traps laid by Ning Yue are not very lethal, which Ning Yue can guarantee. At least if you change yourself and fall into a trap, you will only be captured, and your life will not be in danger.

But the popular creed in this world is that a soldier can be killed and cannot be humiliated, so Ning Yue's despicable and shameless traps are simply vicious and heartless. But Ning Yue really felt that she was already very merciful.

For example, Ning Yue felt that quicklime was too vicious and would cause irreversible damage to people's eyes. So I changed it to water made from seasonings such as chili pepper, ginger and balsamic vinegar, which is irritating but not blinding.

For example, Ning Yue was afraid that ordinary fishing nets would not cover the martial arts masters, so Ning Yue asked people to sew barbs on the fishing nets, thinking that the martial arts masters had very smart ears, and put bells on the fishing nets.

These are just the tip of the iceberg, in Ning Yue's opinion, they are all gadgets that don't need to be pondered. Anyway, in this small hall, there are thirty kinds of traps and fifteen kinds of area killing traps.

Night was quietly coming, and Ning Yue sat quietly in the hall waiting for the arrival of the Moon Stepping Prince. The nursing homes outside were all fully armed, staring around nervously with round eyes.

The moonlight is sultry, today is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, and today, three years later, it happens to be the day of Ning Yue and Qianduxue's wedding. Thinking of this, Ning Yue couldn't help but feel a little excited in her heart.

The deeper the night, the more sultry the moonlight becomes. If there is no person who is a big scenery like Moon Boy today. Tonight in Jiafu should enjoy the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, right?

The mist gradually appeared, casting a veil over the moonlight. Suddenly, a white figure flashed in the moonlight. Like a ghost haunting the world, it disappears in the blink of an eye.

"There—Moon Rider!" shouted a guardian suddenly pointing to the fence of the courtyard, and all eyes were on him, and sure enough, a standing white figure stood in the wind on the fence. Holding a folding fan and waving it gently, in the moonlight, the nurses could clearly see his uninhibited smile.

"Why are you still stunned? Release the arrows, release the arrows quickly!" the leader of the courtyard shouted, and in an instant, ten thousand arrows flew together. Hundreds of courtyards almost everyone had a bow, and the arrows were overwhelmingly towards the moon stepping boy.

In the face of the rain of arrows pressed like a canopy of the sky, the moon boy still shook the folding fan coquettishly, until the arrow was less than three feet away from him, and the figure of the moon boy disappeared as if evaporated.

"Ghost—he's a ghost—" One of the guards pointed in horror to the moon-stepping boy on the steps.

Still shaking the folding fan, the jade tree is still in the wind. The only thing that has changed is that he was standing on the wall just now, but now he is standing in the courtyard. But whenever he moves, there must be a trajectory for his movement. But the Moon Stepping Boy is really weird this time, like a butterfly, a flash of people has teleported to the courtyard. No wonder the nurse was horrified and thought he was a ghost.

The Moon Stepping Boy had already shocked everyone present with one move. Fang Cai still looked bitter and hateful, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into a frightened bird. The Moon Rider took a step gently, and the nurses took three steps back in unison. Outside of Jia Yuan, he has long since disappeared.

"Brush-" Still didn't see any movement from the moon tapper, and the person had already come to the door of the hall. Looking at the closed hall door, the moon boy smiled slightly. With a fan in his hand, the door of the hall was pushed open.

"Whoosh-" Moon Rider suddenly stretched out his hand, as if thunder and lightning had shattered the moonlight. His fingers had reached the door, and between his fingers, an ordinary throwing knife stood out.

"Heavenly Shogunate, Ning Yue?" "The voice of the Moon Stepping Boy is very magnetic and gentle. Just like his smiling face, there was not a hint of hostility.

"Moon Stepping Prince, Yu Lang?" Ning Yue just sat like this, without the slightest intention of standing up. The flying knife just now was just a greeting, and today's fight was definitely not a duel between the two of them.

"Not bad!" Yu Lang was still smiling, his eyes couldn't stop sweeping back and forth on Ning Yue's face. Frankly speaking, Ning Yue's skin is very handsome, and Yu Lang is also very handsome. So Yu Lang nodded with satisfaction.

"You're really a wave!" Ning Yue was very uninterested in Yu Lang, especially when she was not hot and still pretending to be forced with a fan.

"Liuyun is on you?"

"Guess!"

"It's okay, catch you, you'll tell me!" Yu Lang's voice just fell, and his figure suddenly flashed almost against Ning Yue's face, "Can you tell me now?"

"If you can run!"

As soon as Ning Yue's words fell, Yu Lang's face changed drastically. The wind sounded overhead, and the afterwaves retreated like lightning.

"Boom-" An iron prison firmly buckled Ning Yue inside from top to bottom. Ning Yue had to admire, the light skills of the moon stepping son were really extraordinary. If you were someone else, I'm afraid you would really be detained.

Yu Lang looked at Ning Yue, who was detained, and the corners of his mouth cracked slightly to reveal a hint of a playful smile, "Hey-are you doing it yourself?"

"No, you're mistaken, this isolation pod was originally prepared for me. How can you keep me safe if you don't isolate me?

As soon as the words fell, the sound of strings moving sounded in all directions. Yu Lang's face instantly turned pale. In the seven or eight years since his debut, when has he been so crushed by people in terms of intelligence? He has never been the only one who has been the whole person, and I never imagined that he would be led by the nose again and again today.

Countless dark arrows rained down, no wonder Ning Yue wanted to isolate herself in a cell. It turns out that in the entire hall, this is the only place where the dark arrow is dead. The rest of the place is all within the range of the Dark Arrow.

The folding fan in his hand is waved, and his body spins like a dance. The surging qi exploded in an instant, stirring up the wind and clouds in the blink of an eye. Countless arrows rained down, but they couldn't break through within three feet of Yu Lang's body.

Ning Yue, who was watching this scene, couldn't help blinking her mouth, "It's all right?

Suddenly, several sheep urine bubbles hanging on the roof fell one after another, and although Yu Lang didn't know what it was, he also knew that it was definitely not a good thing. The folding fan flew over, and countless urine bubbles that fell out of the air were shattered one after another.

Smoke rose everywhere, and Ning Yue specially made dry ice to block the sight of the moon stepping prince. The dry ice evaporated, and in a short time the mist rose all over the hall, turning the hall into a fairyland. This was Ning Yue's inspiration when she saw Yu Baili fighting against Ruda.

The dry ice was also mixed with the condiments prepared by Ning Yue, which drifted into the air as the dry ice evaporated into a mist. At the beginning, Yu Lang was still shocked by Ning Yue's handwriting. This fairy mist in the sky is not only not annoying, but also likes it very much. In this hazy immortal aura, it is hard to add the immortal wind bones to the dust.

But then Yu Lang felt that something was wrong, and his eyes became more and more sore and painful. Although the condiments made by Ning Yue are not as domineering and vicious as quicklime, they are better than silent and invincible. Therefore, after a while, Yu Lang felt that his eyes hurt so much that he couldn't open them at all, and as soon as he opened them, he couldn't stop crying.

"Jingle bell-" Suddenly the bell rang loudly, this was the big killing weapon that Ning Yue had prepared. Fishing nets with barbs were overwhelming. Yu Lang's eyes couldn't be opened. But his ears are very good, and when he hears the movement, he is not on his toes, and his body is like a cannonball, and he slams into the net above his head.

"Great, close the net!"

As soon as Ning Yue's voice fell, the door of the hall was slammed open again. More than a dozen guards rushed in at a rapid pace, rolling on the spot with tacit understanding, grabbing the rope on the ground. In the blink of an eye, the nets turned into net bags, and Yu Lang became a captive in the net bags.

"Hahaha...... Finally caught you, you little thief, tell you to hit my attention to Liuyun calligraphy?Tell you to step on the moon to get it?hahaha......" Jia Yuanwai laughed and stepped into the hall, looking at Yu Lang who fell to the ground and was tied into a zongzi and laughed.

"Hmph-" A cold snort was like a thunderbolt on the ground, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and the fishing net was instantly torn apart, and the people around who were holding the rope fell into a large area.

Yu Lang stood proudly in the wind of the jade tree half a point ago, his clothes were wrinkled, and they were blown holes one by one. The folding fan in his hand has long been sparse, but the rippling momentum of his body is as cold as a sharp sword out of the sheath.

His eyes swept coldly for a week, and finally fixed on Ning Yue's body. Being looked at like this by Yu Lang, Ning Yue gave a very innocent look.

"Ning Yue, Ning Zhutou! Very good, you are very good! I have stepped out of the rivers and lakes for so many years, but it is the first time that I have been so embarrassed. I remember you—" he said, leaping into the sky like a cannonball. The roof of the hall shattered like glass, and countless shards of tiles rained down.

The frosty moonlight sprinkled down right on Ning Yue's face. Looking at the moon stepping boy who had long since disappeared, Ning Yue blinked blankly, "Just left?"

The houses of Suzhou Mansion are stacked on top of each other, rising and falling like ocean waves. A figure flew swiftly in the moonlight. If there is a master here, you will find that this figure is flying under the moon without breathing.

Just a little in the air, the figure flew by again at a rapid pace. Suddenly, the flying figure opened its arms violently. The speed of progress suddenly stopped, and landed gently on the roof like a feather.

A burst of piano sound floated in, Yu Lang's face changed slightly, but in an instant, he sighed helplessly and turned around and flew towards the place where the piano sound floated.