Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Murong Feishue suddenly stopped talking.

Ling Yun picked his eyebrows again: “How dare someone bully you? ”

Then he really walked into the bathroom with a lantern, looking for death.

“Not really! ”

Murong was warm with snow and snow. He glanced at Lingyun and quickly explained: “I'm fine here and my business is going well. It's just...”

She Liu Mei slightly moaned, seemingly contemplating the words, silently said: “Sometimes there are one or two self-righteous people who, with their money and power, are obsessed with me for reasons such as talking about business, or attending a party...”

Ling Yunton looked heavy.

Murong is a snowflake country, another person staying on Hong Kong Island for a long time, will certainly attract the attention of men, it is normal that there are men around to pursue her, otherwise, those men around are blind eyes.

But Lingyun knew that Murong Feishue had long since been married, that there were natural ways to reject these pursuers, and that Murong Feishue was too lazy to chew his tongue with him.

But now Murong Feishue has spoken out, which can only indicate her impatience with each other.

“One or two… I guess. ”

Ling Yun smiled and asked directly: “Who are these people? Tell me about it. ”

“Don't get me wrong! ”

When Murong Feishue looked at Ling Yun's expression, he knew that he was angry, and said hastily: "In fact, most people are very proportionate. As long as I tell them that I already have a boyfriend, they will turn back. ”

“Only two people, because of their business dealings with our Heavenly Seal Palace, have been stalking me all day, but it is good that in Hong Kong Island is a place where the law is spoken. They are stalked, but they do not dare to go too far...”

“They dare!” Lingyun sneered: “Tell me who these two are first? ”

“Hee-hee, are you jealous? ”

Murong took a glance at Lingyun and deliberately asked.

Lingyun glared: "Bullshit! ”

If I hadn't seen you sitting here, I would have killed them and cut off their roots and fed them to the dogs.

“Don't worry! ”

Murong Feishue first gave Lingyun a heart pill.

“The two men, one named Liu Chunxiong, are an investment crocodile in Hong Kong Island, but they are now 50 years old and half old. ”

“The other one, Baoqiang, is the son of the Hong Kong Island jewellery tycoon Bao Dasheng, just a dude. ”

Liu Chunxiong, Bao Qiang.

Ling Yunmao remembered these two names and asked: "Didn't they dare to do something to you? ”

“Of course not! ”

Murong Feishue answered by chopping off the nails and smiling: “If it were true, I would have asked my grandfather to call you here. ”

“Well, that's about it! ”

Ling Yun nodded and laughed: “But they dare to haunt you so much, I can't let them go so easily. I have to make them suffer a little bit and remember better! ”

“Whatever! ”

Murong's flying snow was long overdue. It was simply not refuted. He just looked deeply at Lingyun and laughed happily.

Unlike in Shimizu City, this is pure, unbridled, say whatever you want, and don't worry about anyone suddenly breaking into the world of two, making Murong feel particularly relaxed.

“Snow, let me show you something else. ”

“What?”

“Look for yourself! ”

Ling Yun thought of the movement, the seal of the king flew out of his eyebrow automatically, from small to large, first changed to the size of the original seal, quietly suspended in front of Murong's eyes.

“Oh my God! This is the seal I gave you!” Murong Flying Snow shocked the silence.

“Nice. Your ancestral treasure, Heavenly Seal! But now I call it the King's Seal. Keep looking! ”

During the conversation, with Ling Yun's mind controlling, the King's seal began to emit a burning white light, and gradually grew larger until more than a meter saw the square.

“How did this happen?!” Murong Feishue couldn't believe his eyes and suddenly covered his mouth.

“This is a treasure, and a treasure rare in our world of repair. ”

Ling Yun did not hide it. He told the truth about the seal and asked: "Flying Snow, think about it. Does your ancestor have any powerful history, or have experienced any huge changes or something...”

The King's imprint is too divine, Lingyun is eager to fly through Murong to find out the true history of this Fabao.

Who knows that Murong Feishue thought about it for a while and then shook his head: “I don't know, Grandpa hasn't told me anything but that the seal is our ancestral treasure. ”

Lingyun: “…”

“Okay.” Ling Yun sighed, slowly turning the King's imprint into a little light of needle tip size, and retracted into his brow heart.

“Snow flies, regardless of the seal's origin, but if I didn't expect it to be bad, your ancestors should have had a modifier like me. ”

Ling Yun finally asked the question: “So...”

He deliberately dragged a long note.

Murong asked in surprise, "So what? ”

Ling Yun hey smiled: “So you should start practicing too, with your qualifications, as long as you practice a little, in the future the ordinary people, such as Liu Chunxiong, Bao Qiang such a color, they will not dare to bother you anymore. ”

“Really?! ”

Murong's eyes lit up, but his eyes blinked again: “But I'm 20 years old, isn't it too late? ”

Lingyun smiled without saying a word.

……

Over the next three days, Lingyun abandoned everything and concentrated on accompanying Murong Flying Snow. The two of them double-ended and traveled around Hong Kong Island. Almost made Murong Flying Snow a fun place to play all over again.

However, play is just an expression. In these three days, Lingyun took the practice from shallow to deep, from the watch and inside, and seriously told Murong to fly snow, so that she really understood the practice, what the repair is really about.

In addition to the narrative, Lingyun walked physically, like Zeng Yingying, and personally took Murong to experience the sky and sea, giving her a thorough understanding of the world of the practitioner.

Three days later, on October 20th, the 15th lunar calendar.

At 8 p.m., a full moon hung up in the sky.

Today, Lingyun and Murong Feishue have left the hotel and come to a single family home in Paul.

This villa, far from downtown Hong Kong Island, is located on an isolated island to the south of South Island, on the waist of the hill. Don't say people around it, you can't even see other houses.

This is one of the properties that Paul purchased on Hong Kong Island back then, arguably buying the whole island, but unlike the usual people, Paul was not investing in appreciation, but really in making it easier for himself to live there.

The reason is simple: he is of blood, in order not to be discovered by humans, of course, the remoter the better.

Lingyun's breakthrough was imminent. Fearing that it would trigger too much excitement in the post-rehearsal period, he picked this place at first sight and asked Paul to clean it up in advance. He moved here today.

“Flying Snow, what I've been telling you these past few days, remember? ”

In the bedroom, Lingyun smiled and asked Murong to fly snow.

“Mmm!”

Murong flies snowflakes and blushes. He already knows what Lingyun is going to do, so he just nods his head gently.

The two people spent three days together like glue paint, their emotions warmed straight up, and the strange feeling of not seeing each other for a little while when we first met was long gone.

“Don't just think about enjoying yourself and throw your practice out of the Nine Skies! ”

“Fuck you! ”

“Ha ha! ”

That night, the window paper between Lingyun and Murong Flying Snow finally broke through.

The two of them were wrapped up overnight, doubled and repaired.

Lingyun water reached the channel, easily breaking through the realm of post-rehearsal gas, and directly reached the peak of the seventh layer of rehearsal gas!