Everyone looked at the black robe man again. I have to say that this man is really outstanding. No matter his body shape or his face with thin lips and chin, it gives people a feeling that is not comparable to ordinary people. What's more, the king's domineering man's body is too intrusive, and that kind of aura, even the prince of Qingteng Kingdom, Nie Teng, can hardly be compared. Even if he does not know the identity of this person, some knowledgeable people know that Human identity is absolutely extraordinary!

At this time, the old Yuan Ying's face was not very good looking at Miss Feng Family who walked towards the black-robed man with a smile and squinted, his eyes radiated.

If he heard correctly, did she just call that black robe man Hell?As far as he knows, it seems that the only one who can be called the Lord of the Yan Temple is the mysterious master who sees the head of the God of Yan Temple but does not see the end. Could it be...this person?

Nie Teng's expression on the side was also dark and composed at this time, especially when he saw Feng Jiu smiling towards the black robe man, the expression on his face was a little pleased, a little guilty, his hands under his sleeves were tight. Hold it tightly.

As the Qingteng prince, he has naturally heard of the power of Yan Dian and the man who is revered as the Lord of Yan, but is it the person in front of him?That man is said to be like a god, and very mysterious, how could he appear in this nine-class small country?Know that woman Feng Qingge?

Could it be that this Hades is not the Hades he thought?

Over there, the Hell Lord watched her greet her with a smile, and the corners of his lips finally showed a seemingly non-essential smile, and there was also a touch of softness and pampering in the deep black pupils. At this moment, he really wanted to Touch her head, hug her tightly in her arms, and kiss her delicate and attractive red lips fiercely, to see if she dare to run away quietly next time without saying a word.

Of course, in front of so many people, he held back.

After the Qing Tengguo people are solved, give this woman some color, or she would dare to pretend not to know him.

"Hey, Hell, why did your old man come all the way here? Could it be here to do business?" She came to him with a smile, brazenly showing a smile.

In fact, she wanted to ask, how did your elderly know that my home is here?How does your old man know that I am a female?Isn't your old man busy with business?Why did you come to this nine-class country?

This cold appearance in front of people can really scare people to death...

"Old man?"

He raised his brow slightly and snorted coldly, "Is this gentleman very old?"

"Haha, this is my honorific name." She smiled chastely, wondering why she couldn't be stiff in front of him?Is it a guilty conscience taking him too much?

"Huh! You're just so promising! When you were forced to get married and come to the gate, you don't know how to report the title of the monarch? When the monarch's thigh was hugged for nothing?"

He was training in a calm voice, but he was not willing to train too much, and his language was not sharp. Instead, he felt a sense of helplessness of hating iron but not steel. Feng Jiu was stunned and dumbfounded. Look at him.

Did he ask her to use his name to use his power to show her prestige?Did she hear me right?Why didn't she know when she hugged his thick thigh and approached a backer like his?

Slowly, she blinked her eyes and looked at him. Suddenly, her slender fingers pointed towards the old Nascent Soul, and said aggrievedly: "I can't beat him, and he said he would destroy me."