879: C879 Longcheng Conservatory of Music

C879 Longcheng Conservatory of Music

Fourth Master raised his head and saw a wisp of black cloud outside the door. It was continuously rotating, turning into a hurricane and rolled into the living room.

He didn't panic. Instead, he calmly looked at Hei Yun and said, "Big brother, when you sent someone to kill someone, you thought that our brotherhood was cut off. But have you ever thought that not everything is under your control, such as …"

Boom!

A tyrannical force exploded out, the pressure ruthlessly slamming into the black hurricane. It was like a knife cutting through it, before it finally shattered into scattered pieces.

The Assassin groaned and fell to the ground, his entire body covered in blood as he looked at Fourth Master in fear.

No one would have thought that besides being proficient in gambling techniques, the Fourth Master's martial arts realm was also extremely terrifying. Within a year, a ninth ranked assassin was actually sent flying, losing his ability to move.

Fourth Master walked in front of the killer and sighed: "What a pity."

Puff!

Knowing that the mission had failed, the assassin crushed the poison in his teeth and with a gulu sound, he died.

Fourth Master did not save him, because he knew that this kind of person would definitely commit suicide and no one could stop him. However, an assassin with Ninth Level Stage definitely did not have a low position in the Ranking of Assassins.

Fourth Master muttered: "Big Brother, if it's possible, I don't want to fall out with you. But for the justice of the nation, for the survival of the Wong Family, I have to stop you."

It was as if his eyes could see through layers of space as they fell on Wong Qiming who was waiting for results.

Wong Qiming sat in the study room, waiting for the news. His heart was in pain and he was tangled up, but it was precisely this expression that softened Fourth Master's heart and prevented him from killing anyone.

He took a deep breath and whispered, "Big Brother, I'm sorry."

"..."

The next morning.

Yang Ping opened her eyes and discovered that the sunlight shining in from outside the window was not glaring at him. On the contrary, it was obvious that it was gentle, and then, she saw a pair of bright and intoxicating eyes. Yu Shanshan was wearing sexy pajamas with the belt slowly widening, revealing a snow-white gully, which was extremely alluring.

They looked at each other.

Yang Ping laughed: "You haven't slept the entire night, you're just looking at me like that."

Yu Shanshan buried her face in Yang Ping's chest and said: "Of course I haven't slept all night, can't I watch a lot?"

Yang Ping caressed Yu Shanshan's black hair. Her black hair was soft and smooth, overflowing with a faint fragrance, making her smell extremely comfortable and refreshing.

Sensing Yang Ping's change, Yu Shanshan raised her head, her eyes like water, revealing a charming smile and said: "Do you want it?"

Before Yang Ping could reply, Yu Shanshan revealed a mischievous expression and crawled into the blanket …

Yang Ping sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling as if she was about to ascend to the heavens. After going through the development process, Yu Shanshan's Charming Arts was much more powerful than before, and she almost couldn't hold on any longer.

"Stop, stop." Yang Ping anxiously shouted.

Yu Shanshan threw back his blanket, and with a smile on her lips, she joked: "What, you don't like it?"

Yang Ping heaved a sigh of relief, barely holding back as she said awkwardly: "Um … You can take it slowly, and you don't have to do it all at once. "

"I like it."

Yu Shanshan revealed a charming expression before lowering her head and continuing.

Three minutes later.

Yang Ping sat on the bedside speechlessly, holding onto her blanket, not daring to look at Yu Shanshan. Damn it, it was only three minutes, and she had already surrendered in just three minutes.

Yu Shanshan's technique was too powerful.

Yang Ping felt embarrassed to see other people. The reason why men were confident was because they had conquered women on the bed, but once they lost the battle, their self-confidence would drop.

That was the situation. Yang Ping felt that she had lost a lot of face. Fuck, three minutes of being a man is too shameful.

Seeing Yang Ping's depressed expression, Yu Shanshan did not comfort him. She stood up and said, "Little man, I might not be as good as other women in other places, but I am still very confident when I'm in my bed. At the very least, I've conquered my little man, haven't I? "

Yu Shanshan smiled and said as she gently kissed Yang Ping's face.

Yang Ping clenched her teeth, and thought to herself, This little eye, is proud after only winning a match, and is telling you to cry and call me your mother if I don't teach you a lesson.

Aiya!

Yu Shanshan was flipped over on the bed, and laughed: "Little man, what do you want to do, I'll go make breakfast, aren't you hungry?"

Yang Ping bared her fangs and brandished her claws, fiercely saying: "I'll eat you first."

Ah!

Yu Shanshan was pushed down, half pushed, half pushed.

The sunlight entered the room and fell on the quilt that was rising and falling …

Nine o'clock.

Yang Ping left the district and stood at the entrance, breathing in the fresh air. The gloominess she felt last night disappeared after being comforted by Yu Shanshan.

What a demoness.

Yang Ping secretly shook her head and was about to leave when she suddenly saw that under a banyan tree at the entrance, there were deep imprints of wheels.

Without thinking too much, Yang Ping wanted to go straight to the clinic, but when she passed through the Bay Area Villa area, she hesitated for a bit and still felt that it was better to go back and take a look at the situation.

He felt that Zhu Xi should have gone to work by now, and should have acted as if nothing had happened last night. Even though he had let Zhu Xi down, he absolutely couldn't bear to see Zhu Xi in deep sleep due to her tribulation. If something happened to Zhu Xi again, he didn't know how to bear it.

Yang Ping walked into the living room and went straight up to the second floor, wanting to see the pearls.

But just as she went up, Zhu Xi's room opened, and a beautiful figure walked out. Yang Ping looked at Zhu Xi's tired face and could not help but feel her heart ache.

Had she not slept last night?

A thought popped up in his mind. Yang Ping smiled and asked: "Good morning. Have you eaten yet?"

Although Zhu Xi's mental state was not good, the instant she saw Yang Ping, her entire person became incomparably ice-cold, as if she had an irreconcilable hatred for her.

The cold air echoed in the corridor. Yang Ping retracted her neck and called out: "Are you alright?"

Zhu Xi laughed coldly, and said: "You don't need to care about my matters."

"…"

Zhu Xi returned to her room, put on his clothes and left with her bag. She didn't even turn her head back to greet them. Yang Ping stood on top of the building, and laughed bitterly: "Sigh, there is no need for that."

Entering Ming Zhu's room, Yang Ping looked at Ming Zhu's sleeping face and felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Every time he did so, he would not want to come in, because he could not bear to see Ming Zhu's appearance.

Furthermore, every time, he would hate himself for not being able to become stronger, and for not being able to progress further in the Five Elements Acupuncture. It would be difficult to improve now.

He knew that his limit was a step away, but this step was difficult to compare to ascending to the heavens. The heavens seemed to be playing a joke on him, it was not difficult for the Unrivaled Genius to enter the Subsaintly State, but it was extremely difficult for him. This was because the strength of the Body of Top Yang had met with the envy of the heavens, and had created many obstacles.2

The only thing Yang Ping could do now was to let the Five Elements Acupuncture make a breakthrough.

How could he break through?

Mengmeng!

A playful and cute girl appeared in Yang Ping's mind. Her strength was equivalent to Five Elements Acupuncture, and her needlework skills were not inferior to her. The first time they met, Yang Ping knew that Meng Meng's master was very strong. Someone who could appear without him noticing, could only be a saint.

"Ask Tea House Owner, I think he should know the girl's address."

Yang Ping asked Ming Zhu about her forehead as she gently replied, "Ming Zhu, I'll definitely bring you back. No matter what difficulties we encounter, I won't give up."

He left the villa with a determined look on his face.

Xin Yuan Tea House.

Yang Ping arrived just in time to see the boss open the door. When the Tea House Owner saw Yang Ping, he laughed and said: "Young Master Yang, good morning."

Yang Ping asked: "The girl from that night was the one who played the guitar very well. Do you know her address?"

The boss' eyes lit up, he gave a thumbs up and said, "Young Master Yang has good eyesight, but I don't know, but he must be a student from a neighbouring school."

Surrounding school?

Yang Ping dispersed and noticed that a kilometer away, there was a Dragon City Music Academy.

Could Meng Meng be one of the students?

Tea House Owner whispered: "Young Master Yang, you can go inside and take a look. The girls at the Music Academy are all very beautiful.

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