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Tong Mu only felt that his head exploded, and the whole person was stunned in place as if he had been shocked.

"Can you tell me about Gong Chiling?" From his expression, Ke Lei strongly felt that they knew each other, she didn't know why she asked this question, and her current thinking didn't seem to be something she could control.

She had so much to know.

But Tong Mu didn't answer, and soon came to his senses, he looked at Kerey, stretched out his hand, gently covered the scar on the left side of her face, and continued to look at it, even the pores.

The more he looked, the more ugly his face became.

Eventually, he walked away, leaving Corey inexplicably where he was, and no matter how much she called, he would not return.

He knew that he didn't need to check the background, and it was better for this woman not to appear next to the eldest prince at this time, otherwise it would definitely bring him ** annoyance.

Besides, Yang Zheng, after his birthday, his life is still extravagant, and he misses the figure at the banquet on the day of the wind chime, but he always holds other beauties in his arms.

In the evening, he returned to his room drunkenly and saw a man in the room, a burly man with thick sword-like eyebrows that made him look fierce.

"Master, Master, why are you here?" Seeing him, Yang Zheng was sober, neatly tidied up his clothes, and knelt down respectfully.

"If you spend all day and wine, you can't change it?" This person is Yang Zheng's master, Cang Ling, the master of the Ming Hall, and he hated the apprentice he had to admit back then.

"Master, don't worry, no matter how much you drink, I won't make a mistake. Yang Zheng shamelessly wanted to hug his thighs, but was kicked away by Cang Ling, he was in his twenties, and he was still as clingy as he was when he was a child.

But his stinky and shameless kung fu is already invincible in the world, and after being criticized, not only did he not feel aggrieved and angry, but also told Cang Ling all the girls he soaked in Anyan City.

Although his cultivation is not as good as one percent of the master's, he definitely has a few hands in picking up girls, and he has been able to blow it for several years.

"The wind chime girl is definitely the most beautiful and moving beauty in Anyan City, don't you see her seductive dancing......" Cang Ling listened to him patiently, one of the purposes of this time he came to him was to announce the ownership of the item to him, so when Yang Zheng talked about the wind chime, he was ready to slap him.

"Smack!" A loud slap made Yang Zheng dizzy and didn't know why.

"Master, why are you beating me?" Covering his face, Yang Zheng was frightened like a kitten, although he had followed him since he was a child, most of the time it was neither big nor small, but as long as Cang Ling was angry, Yang Zheng would be intimidated.

"It's light to beat you!" Cang Ling pointed at his nose and scolded: "You actually dare to beat your master's idea, it's just a big rebellion and unethical!"

"Master?" Yang Zheng was dumbfounded, when did a teacher come up? "Who is my master?" Master, haven't you always been alone? ”

"Your master is the wind chime, the wind chime is your master!" Cang Ling raised his nose, his two eyebrows were about to fly, when he said this, he was like a warrior, possessing some kind of faith.

"What?" Yang Zheng quickly switched from a state of timidity to a state of madness, he lengthened his voice and pointed Cang Ling from head to toe: "How is it possible?"

His action was definitely an insult to Cang Ling, and he flew over, Yang Zheng avoided it, and was kicked directly into the chair by him.

"What do you mean? Why is it impossible? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu kicked you to the wall and couldn't pick it off?" This kick is extremely cool, he is an apprentice, yes, but before he gives up the wind chime, he will be his rival in love first, what can be more enjoyable than fighting a rival in love?

"But Master, you are too ...... with her" is too unworthy.

It's a pity that the latter words were suffocated by Cang Ling's eyes: "You dare to say that Lao Tzu will cripple you in minutes!"

"What's wrong with me?" Cang Ling wrote all the words into his eyes.

"Too ...... It's too unfamiliar!" Yang Zheng cried with a sad face, knowing that he might be in trouble, so he could only be cautious in his words and deeds, but he couldn't just give up, he could admit to other things, but if he confessed to it, he was not worthy of being a man.

"Master, I've always liked her since she came to Anyan City, once you disappear, it will be more than a few years or even a few months, and you can't fight with her, you can't just because you see her now, you have to rob the apprentice, right?"

"Smack!" Cang Ling shook his hand and slapped him on the head again: "You've known her for a few years, right? Even if you've known her since she landed, you've only known her for twenty-two years at most, but do you know how long I've known her?"

"How long?" Yang Zheng had a bad premonition, and was ready to cry, could it be that a flower really had to be inserted into such a lump of cow dung?

"More than a thousand years!" Cang Ling said fiercely in his ear, and Yang Zheng broke out in a cold sweat when he heard it.

"You, you...... What do you mean to say...... "Cang Ling's origin Yang Zheng has known since the first day he was his apprentice, although he has not experienced the events of a thousand years ago, he has almost heard everything, and sometimes Cang Ling even uses spiritual power to take him back to the scene of the year. After all, he is destined to be the heir of the Shrine, and there are some things that must be known.

"That's right, she's more than a thousand years older than you, if your ancestors don't know how many grandmothers you want to call!" Cang Ling touched his head with satisfaction, his eyes full of triumphant smiles.

Yang Zheng stared at him, his eyes changed from complicated to affirmative and finally firm: "Master, does she like you too?"

"Nonsense!" Cang Ling knocked him on the head, "Of course I like it!"

Yang Zheng smiled, although he smiled cautiously, but with a sense of doubt: "I don't believe it, how can the wind chime girl like you like this?"

"What kind of am I?" Cang Ling narrowed his eyes, examining his intentions through the cracks in his eyes, "You kid, do you want to rob women with your teacher?"

"I don't dare. Yang Zheng respectfully denied it, but his eyes were already full of fighting desire: "The apprentice just wants to confirm with the wind chime girl in person." ”

"You're fat!" Cang Ling lifted him from the chair with one hand, and the two thick eyebrows were squeezed together, like two insects ready to fight, "I tell you, if you dare to harass her again, Lao Tzu will pick your skin!"

Yang Zheng has been clever since he was a child, and he knows the temperament of this master very clearly, and he knows that he will not only not be able to take any advantage but will also be beaten if he is reckless now, so he simply made a small calculation: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I don't dare if you borrow my three guts." ”