Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Lingyun wanted to arrange a plane to send her to Hong Kong, let alone the pleasure of Murong Flying Snow, but she is not a woman who likes to waste luxury.

“Come on, don't make my sister happy. I'm the only one who can pack a plane. I'll be in Hong Kong from here in two hours at most. I'll be there in no time. ”

A chartered flight to Hong Kong will cost hundreds of thousands just to fly this trip, and Murong can't afford to fly snow even if it has more money.

Ling Yun smiled faintly: “I'm talking about pie. When did you say bags? Don't worry, we'll use our own plane! ”

“What, you got a plane? How could I not know? ”

Murong Feishue was very surprised. She had been in Shimizu City and had not heard that Lingyun had bought a private plane.

Her biggest concern now is the news of Ling Yun. If Ling Yun bought a private plane, she would know.

“Uh... actually, it was my grandfather's private plane, and I came back this time to take it. ”

“Oh, I see.” Murong suddenly remembered that Lingyun had identified his ancestors and became the son of the Lingjia family in Beijing.

It's perfectly normal for one or two of Huaxia's seven big families to have one or two private planes.

“Looks like your grandfather loves you!” Murong thought of the key in the snow flash, and then the Phantom: “Congratulations, Lingyun! ”

Murong Feishue is also congratulating himself. The original Lingyun can not be described as miserable. Murong Feishue is in love with Lingyun. Purely in love with Lingyun, he doesn't care about Lingyun's birthplace.

Murong Feishue knew that by herself, she was not worthy of the clouds of the sky, but she also had her pride, which was her home and her place in the jewellery industry.

But now, Lingyun has turned into a young master of the Lingjia family in Jingcheng. He really wants to talk about his birth, and his position is far above Murong's flying snow!

Murong Feishue is naturally happy, even afraid later. Fortunately, she did not hold on for too long. If it were to be one step later, Lingyun would have reason to suspect that she was in love not with Lingyun as a person, but with other intentions.

That emotion will inevitably be flawed, then Murong Feishue will regret it!

“That is!”

Brother Yun was stinky, smiled proudly, took out his phone, called Changjun, told him to contact the airport of Shimizu City, arranged the route, and prepared to send Murong to Hong Kong.

“All right, pack up and go to the airport! ”

Lingyun hung up the phone and said directly to Murong Feishue.

Tianxiang certainly has her own shop in Hong Kong and Murong Feishue has her own house in Hong Kong, so she doesn't have much luggage, she only has one suitcase, and she packed it last night.

Murong Feishue packed up and stopped. Lingyun helped her carry the suitcase and went out first to load the suitcase.

Lock the doors and courtyard doors in turn, Murong flies around, and when he sees the Masalati, he gets a little embarrassed.

“My car! ”

Lingyun could only scratch his head and smile.

“Well... if you want it, give it back to me, I haven't moved in anyway. ”

“Huh! Who said you'd pay me back? You have a private plane now, and this car is rare?! ”

Murong Fei Xueqiao shy: “I remember how you bullied me that day! ”

Lingyun Haha laughed, laughing, listening only to Murong flying snow said: “This car should be given to Ling Yun, just think of it as a gift from me. ”

Lingyun sat in the driver's seat and greeted Murong in the snow, hip-hop in his mouth: “Am I not getting anything or not? ”

Murong Feishue sat down and twisted his hand “hard” between Lingyun's waist. He resented: "I gave you a million yen, and I gave you all our seals, and...”

Murong Feishue quickly closed his mouth, and if he said it again, he would say, "I also gave myself to you”.

After receiving Lingyun's order, Changjun and Su Rui dared not be lazy. They had arrived at the airport early and had already contacted the flight route. By the time they met Lingyun, everything had been arranged. They were just waiting for Murong to fly on the plane.

“Ling Yun, remember to think of me. If I miss you, I'll call you. Don't leave me alone! ”

“Okay!”

“Don't let those little girls snatch your soul away. If I ever hear from you again who you ate first, see if I'll ignore you! ”

“Don't worry! ”

Separating from the ancient wounds, Murong Feishue traveled to Hong Kong for more than a month. In time of farewell, she was naturally in a mood. She was inseparable from Ling Yun, so that her little daughter's emotions could be completely displayed.

However, although the plane was home, the route could not wait, and Murong Feishue eventually waved goodbye to Lingyun and boarded the plane.

Lingyun also left the airport lobby and went to his parking place, but did not immediately drive away, but stood there waiting to see the plane take off.

In the rumbling sound, the plane carrying Murong's snow rushed into the sky, flying higher and higher until it disappeared into the sky.

“hey... if it wasn't for breaking the Qi period right away, if it wasn't for treasuring that opportunity for dual repair...”

Lingyun retracted his gaze, shook his head, got in the car with a grin and left Shimizu International Airport.

“Brother Yun, where are you? Tell my father to let me out! ”

Driving the car, Ling Yun received a call from Tang Zheng. Just listen to the sound and you will know how depressed Tang Zheng is now.

Lingyun hey Jingle: “Where are you not yet?! ”

Tang suddenly circled around: “Yeah, but he didn't really lock me up. I'm in Uncle Kang's office drinking tea now, just don't let me go...”

Ling Yunle could see Tang Fu making a fool of himself. “Then stay right there. Perhaps some pretty policewoman will see you as a fierce man and throw herself into a hug. Ha ha! ”

“Fuck you, Brother Yun, seriously, call my father and let him get me out. I have so much to do outside! ”

“Okay, don't worry, I'll call. ”

The joke was almost over. Ling Yun answered and immediately called Tang Tianhao after hanging up the phone.

Ling Yun's words were of course very good. After Tang Tianhao answered the phone, he would no longer have difficulty with his son. He gave an order and let Tang leave voluntarily.

Looking at the approaching noon, Ling Yun did not forget to call Zhang Ling. He asked Zhang Ling about the situation at Triumph Grand Hotel. He asked Zhang Ling to invite his classmates to have another lunch at the hotel, and then let them leave as soon as possible, saying that the city of Qingshui was not peaceful. Do not let the classmates stay in Qingshui City for long.

Tianjin can be different from Uncle Li Jiujiang's nephew, so much blood, Fenghua Zhengmao's classmates, Ling Yun does not want them involved in this endless river and lake feud, Bai Bai Bai matched his own life for a day.

Before hanging up the phone, Lingyun told Zhang Ling: “You also said to Teacher Kong and Zhuang Mina, so that they don't have to worry about me. After lunch, you can go home as soon as possible. These few days, you can go home as little as possible and be safe. ”

Zhang Ling, naturally, also heard about the bombing last night. She said she understood, but she didn't have to worry about telling Ling Yun to be more careful. She hung up on both sides of the phone.

“Hey... I really can't do it without Tang Zheng! ”

After hanging up the phone again, Ling Yun deeply sighed. These trivial things should have been done by Tang Feng, but Tang Feng was locked up. Naturally, he had to do it himself. Although trivial, it was all about his life and had to be done.

Why did Lingyun leave all the common affairs to Tang Bing from the beginning?

It's because he knows himself too well.

It is impossible for hens and eagles to fly side by side in the sky because they cannot fly, and even if they do, they will fall and die alive.

Likewise, secular ordinary people and practitioners are two kinds of people who live in different worlds, their lives, their encounters, their adversaries, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on, and so on.

Lingyun is a cultivator. As soon as he reaches the Qi period, he officially embarks on a cultivation journey. Everything in the world will gradually go away from him until there is no intersection.

Lingyun needs to explore the mysterious world, face powerful opponents, need to look everywhere for all kinds of magical drugs to improve his realm strength...

What he goes through every day, besides a long, boring, closed practice, is a battle of life and death, used to hone his will and improve his cultivation!

Worldly mortals are unable to stay with the cultivators, which makes sense that hens and eagles cannot stay with each other.

To give the simplest and most realistic example, for example, a fixer with the same strength as Lingyun comes to the door, and if Lingyun is not there, he can pinch all the people around Lingyun, one by one, and it's a second! What about Lingyun?

For example, if Lingyun reaches the valley season, he can dine and drink dew, travel day and night between Mingshan Dachuan. Do you still think about what people around you will eat next? Then he doesn't have to practice, just take care of these people every day to eat and drink Lhasa.

In short, as Lingyun's realm rapidly improves, those around him, whoever they are, will automatically leave Lingyun's circle. What Lingyun brings to them is only danger; and what they bring to Lingyun is only trouble.

People have a way, fairies have a way.

At this moment, when Lingyun is approaching the Qi period, this immense difference in Xianfan special purpose is ruthlessly prominent, cruel and realistic!

Ling Yun knew that it was not just him, it was the fate of every practitioner, and he had to face these.

However, there is always a starting stage for man, and so is the practitioner. Lingyun repairs from the world. He needs to find a variety of cultivation resources in the world, and he has to solve the various problems caused by this.

It's called "dust edge.”

Starting from the worldly world, but then the edge of the dust, so that the mind can walk on to repair the true fairy path.

Ling Yunmei thought, driving silently, unconsciously, the car had entered Villa 1, the engine had stopped, and he was still silent there.