Dragon Emperor, Martial God

Murong Feixue suddenly stopped talking.

Ling Yun raised his eyebrows again: "Why, someone really dares to bully you?"

Then he really went into the toilet with a lantern, looking for death.

"Not really!"

Murong Feixue's heart was warm, and he glanced at Ling Yun and quickly explained: "I am very good here, and business is going well, just..."

She frowned her eyebrows slightly, seeming to be thinking about the words, and said in a deep voice, "It's just that occasionally there will be one or two self-righteous people who are entangled with me because of their wealth and power. endlessly……"

Ling Yun's expression suddenly sank.

Murong Feixue has a beautiful national beauty and stays alone on Hong Kong Island. After a long time, he will definitely attract the attention of men. It is normal for men around to pursue her. Otherwise, those men around will be blind.

However, Ling Yun knew that Murong Feixue had long since he did not marry, so naturally there was a way to reject these suitors, and Murong Feixue didn't bother to talk to him about this kind of thing.

But now Murong Feixue said it, which only shows that she is impatient with the other party.

"One or two...I guess there are."

Ling Yun seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and asked directly: "Who is it? Tell me."

"Don't get me wrong!"

When Murong Feixue saw Ling Yun's expression, he knew that he was angry, and quickly said: "In fact, most people are very measured. As long as I tell them I already have a boyfriend, they will retreat."

"There are only two people, because they have business dealings with our Cullinan Pavilion, they stalked me all day long, but fortunately, Hong Kong Island is a place where the law is concerned. Although they are entangled, they dare not go too far..."

"They dare!" Ling Yun sneered: "You tell me who these two are?"

"Hehe, jealous?"

Murong Feixue glanced at Ling Yun and asked deliberately.

Ling Yun's eyes stared: "Nonsense!"

Had it not been for you to sit here upright, Lao Tzu would have come to the door and cut off their lifeblood to feed the dog.

"do not worry!"

Murong Feixue first gave Ling Yun a reassurance.

"The two people, one is Liu Chunxiong, are an investment crocodile on Hong Kong Island, but they are now over fifty and they are half old men."

"The other is called Bao Qiang, the son of Hong Kong Island jewellery tycoon Bao Dasheng, the dude."

Liu Chunxiong, Bao Qiang.

Ling Yun remembered these two names silently, and then asked: "They didn't dare to do anything to you, right?"

"of course not!"

Murong Feixue replied decisively, and then smiled: "If there were any, I would have asked my grandfather to call you over."

"Well! This is almost the same!"

Ling Yun nodded and smiled: "But they dare to pester you so easily, and I can't let them go so easily. I have to let them both suffer a bit and have a better memory!"

"It's up to you!"

Murong Feixue couldn't be bothered for a long time, and didn't refute it simply, but looked at Ling Yun affectionately and smiled happily.

Unlike in Qingshui City, this kind of pure and unrestrained, you can say whatever you want, and there is no need to worry about the two-person world that anyone suddenly breaks into, which makes Murong Feixue feel particularly relaxed.

"Fei Xue, I will show you one more thing."

"what?"

"look by youself!"

When Ling Yun's divine thought moved, Ren Wang Yin flew out of his eyebrows, from small to large, first becoming the size of the Cullinan, and quietly suspended in front of Murong Feixue.

"Oh my God! This is the Cullinan I gave you!" Murong Feixue was shocked and lost his voice.

"Yes, it's your family's ancestral treasure, Cullinan! But now I call it the King of People's Seal. Keep watching!"

As he spoke, with Ling Yun's mind control, Ren Wang Yin began to emit a scorching white light, and gradually became larger until it was more than one meter square.

"This... how could this happen?!" Murong Feixue couldn't believe her eyes, and immediately covered her mouth.

"This is a magic weapon, and it's a rare magic weapon in our cultivation world."

Ling Yun didn't hide it, and directly told the truth about the Cullinan, and then asked: "Fei Xue, think about it, your ancestors, do you have any powerful origins, or have experienced some huge changes..."

Ren Wang Yin was too strange, Ling Yun wanted to learn about the true origin of this magic weapon through Murong Feixue.

Surprisingly, after thinking about it for a while, Murong Feixue frowned and shook his head: "I don't know. Grandpa didn't tell me anything other than that the Cullinan is our family's ancestral treasure."

Ling Yun: "..."

"Okay." Ling Yun sighed in his heart, and slowly reduced the Renwang seal, and finally turned into a pinpoint-sized streamer, retracting between his eyebrows.

"Feixue, don't care about the origin of this Cullinan, but if I don't expect it to be bad, your ancestors should have had a cultivator like me."

Ling Yun talked about it, and finally asked the question: "So..."

He deliberately delayed a long tone.

Murong Feixue asked in surprise, "So what?"

Ling Yun smiled: "So you should start cultivating too. With your qualifications, as long as you practice a little bit, ordinary people, such as Liu Chunxiong and Bao Qiang, will no longer dare to pester you in the future."

"Really?!"

Murong Feixue's beautiful eyes lit up, but his eyes darkened again in an instant: "But I'm over twenty years old, will it be too late?"

Ling Yun smiled without saying a word.

...

For the next three days, Ling Yun left everything behind and stayed with Murong Feixue intently. The two of them stayed and flew all over Hong Kong Island, playing almost all the places that Murong Feixue thought was fun.

However, playing is just a representation. During these three days, Ling Yun carefully told Murong Feixue about cultivation matters from the shallower to the deeper, from the outside to the inside, so that she truly understood what cultivation is all about.

And besides telling, Ling Yun also tried her best. Like Zeng Yingying, she personally took Murong Feixue to experience flying away from the sea, allowing her to thoroughly understand what the world of cultivators is like.

Three days later, October 20th, the 15th lunar month.

At eight o'clock in the evening, a full moon hangs in the sky.

Today, Ling Yun and Murong Feixue have left the hotel and came to Paul's single-family villa.

This villa, far away from the city of Hong Kong Island, is located on an isolated island to the south of Lamma Island. It is built on the hillside, not to mention people, even other houses are invisible.

This is one of the properties that Paul bought on Hong Kong Island back then. It can be said that he bought the entire island, but unlike ordinary people, Paul is not for investment appreciation, but for the convenience of his own living.

The reason is very simple. He is a blood clan. In order not to be discovered by humans, of course the more remote the better.

Ling Yun's breakthrough was imminent. Because he was worried that the turbulence caused by his breakthrough in the later stage of Qi training was too great, he picked this place at a glance and asked Paul to clean it up in advance, and moved over today.

"Feixue, remember what I told you these days?"

In the bedroom, Ling Yun smiled and asked Murong Feixue.

"Ok!"

Murong Feixue's face blushed and she already knew what Ling Yun was going to do, so she just nodded slightly.

The two have been together like glue for three days, and their feelings have heated up. The strangeness of reuniting after a long time when they first met has long disappeared.

"When the time comes, don't just focus on enjoyment, and leave the things of cultivation out of the sky!"

"Screw you!"

"Haha!"

That night, the window paper between Ling Yun and Murong Feixue finally pierced.

The two lingered overnight, double and repair.

Lingyun easily broke through the later stage of Qi training and directly reached the pinnacle of Qi training seven!