Deliberately coughed dryly twice, Jiang Shixuan smiled flatteringly, walked up to the two, glared at Chen Jing fiercely, and said to Song Xiyue: "Sister, you see that we are about to leave, do you pack up first." ”

"No, no." Song Xiyue didn't bother to take care of him, and the wombat hugged Chen Jing's arm tightly in his arms.

"Why don't I tell you about the situation at home first, so that you don't know anyone when you arrive, how embarrassing."

"I don't listen."

"Let's go to dinner, go to the best restaurant, and order your favorite food. When you get to Kyoto, you have everything, but you don't have the flavor of Pengcheng, so you won't miss it. ”

Song Xiyue didn't speak, her big eyes blinked, she smiled mischievously, and said, "Okay, let's go." Sister Xiaohan, my brother please eat, hurry up. I'm going to call the fourth sister. ”

Little Lori was elated, but she was still holding Chen Jing's arm, and Jiang Shixuan's brows jumped when she saw it.

I didn't even forget to pull Chen Jing when I walked, how inseparable this is!

Chen Jing smiled and touched Song Xiyue's little head dotingly, her clear eyes were very clean.

Song Xiyue found the best hotel, not five-star, but the taste is definitely the best, and no one cares about the price.

Jiang Shixuan, who ate this meal, was very unhappy, because no one paid attention to him among the women, and they all circled around Chen Jing.

Ji Xueye, the only one who arrived later, didn't even look at him.

is also a man, he is also the leader of the Jiang family in Kyoto, the only person in Kyoto who can be called a young master, and the peach blossom luck is not as good as Chen Jing. The most important thing is that he is the one who pays for it!

I don't know how long I ate a meal, I don't know what I'm eating, and even the wine is tasteless.

After eating, Song Xiyue pestered Chen Jing to go to the night market again.

However, except behind the hotel door, Chen Jing looked at a woman in white standing in the light in the distance without a trace, and said with a smile: "You go back first, the fourth girl will go with me, I have something to say to her." ”

Song Xiyue pouted, although she was reluctant, she still didn't mess around.

The fourth girl was a little cramped, since she saw the woman around Chen Jing, whether she liked him or not, she also felt very unnatural. Because these people are too big-looking.

She was a beauty embryo first, and she was also admired by many people when she was young, but now, Zhang Xiaohan and Ji Xueye are more beautiful than her, and even Song Xiyue, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old little Lori, is more attractive than her.

Between women and women, it is impossible to compare without comparison, especially beautiful women, except for Shen Mengxi and Wang Bingyan, who are so beautiful that women are only amazing, who is not jealous when they see a woman who is more beautiful than themselves, it is strange.

Chen Jing obviously didn't notice the crampedness of the four girls, and didn't speak all the way, walking along the main road until he walked out of the downtown area, away from the crowd of people who came out for a walk. He stood still, and suddenly asked, "Don't you want to learn kung fu from me?" ”

"Now?" The four girls looked at the dead silence around them, except for the street lamps, there was not even a single figure, and they felt a little uneasy.

"Yes, right now, you have to see it clearly, I'll only demonstrate it once." The corners of Chen Jing's mouth were slightly raised, with an evil smile.

Just when the fourth girl thought that he was going to be unfavorable to herself, Chen Jing passed by her like a gust of wind, and rushed to the opposite tree between two breaths.

The four girls' eyes widened, and they never thought that one person's speed could be so fast.

"Bump!"

The uncle shook, and after Chen Jing slapped the thick trunk of a person together, he then waved a few palms.

This seemed to be a few palms in the air, which shocked the woman in the white dress hiding in the tree.

Because of these palms, it is clear where she may fall!

"Boom."

The long sword was unsheathed, and the woman in the white dress couldn't stand steadily on the tree, so she could only block the long sword in front of her and took Chen Jing's palm. Although the long sword was tough, Chen Jing's strength was too great.

The woman in the white dress didn't touch the ground with her feet on the ground, and flew backwards several meters away.

"Wind without a trace?" A light voice sounded in her ears, and the woman in the white dress was startled, and before she could see clearly, Chen Jing had already slapped several more palms.

"You're underestimating me too much." The woman in white snorted coldly, and her wrist twisted rapidly, unexpectedly forming a barrier on her chest. Under the faint light, there was a glowing brilliance, like a white jade plate.

"Smack, smack, smack."

There were several crisp sounds in succession, and Chen Jing was blocked from the woman in the white dress.

Only then did I see her dress clearly, wearing a long skirt like snow, a white veil covering the lower half of her face, revealing only a fair and smooth forehead and a pair of eyes with complex expressions.

The woman's eyes were too complicated, making Chen Jing secretly wonder if it was an acquaintance? Otherwise, why is there a trace of loss in the woman's eyes, and there is a feeling of hope and worry. Just like when he first came back, he met Wang Bingyan.

hoped that Wang Bingyan would recognize him, but she was afraid that Wang Bingyan would recognize him, and when she really couldn't recognize him, she was a little disappointed.

"Six years ago, you went to Ice City?" The masked woman asked.

"Haven't been." Chen Jing didn't have to think about it at all, he only came out of the orphanage not long after six years ago, except for following Liu Huan and Li Lin all day long, he either went to a bar or an Internet café. I haven't even been around Pengcheng, let alone Ice City.

The masked woman's eyes were full of disappointment.

"Sure enough, it's not him, and in that case, I don't need to show mercy. Let me see if you have the ability to make Lang Lijiao the boss! ”

Chen Jing has seen those who use swords, and the most powerful one is Bai Linglong, the owner of Baiyun Villa. A Hidden Blade is indeed subtle and elusive. But compared to the person in front of him, the difference is too far, it is a world of difference.

In just one breath, the long sword in the masked woman's hand had already stabbed dozens of times, and the afterimage was swung, and it was impossible to find the real killing sword aimed at where on his body.

Chen Jing quickly retreated, dodging the killing move hidden in the shadow of the sword, and raised the sand on the ground. While her vision was disturbed, she reached out for the bone knife on her waist and pounced again.

The two fought a big battle that made the four girls who stood dozens of meters dumbfounded, she knew kung fu, and she was indeed a master. Among the people who mix on the mountain road in Putuo District, Shanghai, their skills are definitely among the best, and they are not a little bit stronger than the ordinary masters.

But compared to Chen Jing and the masked woman, her fragile heart was hit again.

Chen Jing said to let her look carefully, but she couldn't see anything clearly. It's not because it's too far away, it's too dim. It's because the speed of the two is too fast to capture their movements at all.

When Chen Jing forced the woman in white hiding in the tree to fall, if the chapters he shot could be seen vaguely, they could only be described as dazzling now.

The shadow of the sword flew, and a cold light could emerge at any time a few meters around the masked woman. Chen Jing's side was even worse, the bone knife in his hand was not cold, but it was even more terrifying.

Because you can't catch the trace at all, you can't detect when and where the bone knife appears.

In just a few minutes, the four girls were sweating profusely, and their eyes were tired from concentrating for a long time.

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