(1st Update)

  "Yang Ming, do you think I look good in this way?"

  In a clothing store specializing in custom-designed clothes for soul masters, Ning Rongrong walked out of the changing wardrobe, making Yang Ming's eyes shine.

  This store is worthy of being a clothing store dedicated to soul masters, with a tailor-made pink and white dress, outlining Ning Rongrong's budding slender figure, and the off-the-shoulder design shows the snowy skin, and the small and cute collarbone looms from the V-shaped neckline, as well as the gradual fullness of the majesty.

  Under the folded skirt, a pair of round and slender beautiful legs walked back and forth restlessly, black mesh stockings spread to the knees, small red shoes made a small footstep sound on the ground, accompanied by the fragrant fragrance, Ning Rongrong threw himself into Yang Ming's arms, wrapped his arms around Yang Ming's neck, his face was as red as a peach blossom, and said coquettishly:

  "Why don't you speak, you just say it's good or not."

  Yang Ming secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, he found out for the first time that shopping with a girl turned out to be such a terrifying thing.

  It's not the first time that Ning Rongrong said this, Yang Ming was full of praise at first, and he didn't blink his eyes when he paid, but after shopping for several hours in a row, walking from West Street to East Street, and coming back from East Street, Yang Ming no longer knew how many clothes he bought for Ning Rongrong.

  However, the consumption of Wuhun City is not low, and the minimum starting point for these costumes for soul masters is 100 gold soul coins, Ning Rongrong's vision has always been very good, so he naturally does not put low-grade goods in his eyes, and buys high-end clothes.

  After this series of times, Yang Ming really spent money like running water, tens of thousands of gold soul coins disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his wallet was about to shrink by half.

  But in the face of Ning Rongrong's expectant gaze, Yang Ming still stiffened his head and said:

  "Beautiful."

  With a "pop", Ning Rongrong kissed Yang Ming on the cheek, turned around happily, and said to the waiter:

  "Give me three more of these clothes!"

  Yang Ming's eyes darkened.

  Having said that, seeing that Ning Rongrong was rarely so happy, Yang Ming was still happy to accompany her to go crazy.

  Life in the world, desperately cultivating, desperately making money, isn't it just to be happy?

  Although Yang Ming gave most of the funds to Prince Xuexing to help run the base camp of the Bombing Heaven Gang, and the money in his hand was not much, it was not a problem to buy a few more bags for Ning Rongrong...... Probably.

  Seeing Ning Rongrong go to the next store, Yang Ming thought with some uncertainty in his heart.

  Yang Ming sent the packaging of the clothes that Ning Rongrong bought into the Youhai Na ring for storage, and as soon as he walked out of the store, he saw a middle-aged man in ragged clothes walking towards them.

  The moment he saw Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and his feet accelerated a little.

  Due to the last attack on the man in black, Yang Ming had a strong sense of crisis, even if he accompanied Ning Rongrong to go shopping, the nerves in his mind were always tense, and his divine awareness was extremely alert to the movements of the other party's grass and trees within a radius of 100 meters.

  As soon as he noticed that someone was quickly moving closer to this side, Yang Ming immediately thought that someone was trying to do wrong, and immediately turned around, the soul power in his hand was implicit, and once something really happened, the mysterious sword would immediately appear in his palm.

  But when he saw the slightly familiar face of the visitor, Yang Ming asked with some hesitation:

  "Are you...... Guru? ”

  The master did not come to Wuhun City in a carriage with Yang Ming and the others, but left the team alone, and did not know where he went, which also led to the fact that during this time, Liu Erlong has been in a state similar to menopause, like a female tyrannosaurus, and his temper is not ordinary.

  At this time, after many days of separation, only a few weeks, Yang Ming almost couldn't recognize the master.

  Without him, the middle-aged man in front of him was really miserable.

  His clothes were as dirty and ragged as a beggar, and countless holes were broken, and a body that had not been bathed for several days could be faintly seen, exuding an extremely unpleasant smell, because of his unpleasant smell, it actually attracted a cloud of flies to buzz overhead.

  The originally neatly groomed hair was messy like a chicken nest, greasy and dusty tangled into a buttery and shiny hair color, a pair of eyes seemed to have been beaten and puffy, leaving thick bruises, shaped like an enlarged and thickened version of panda eyes, the straight nose bridge was about to be crooked, and the nosebleeds kept flowing, the originally thin lips also became a sausage lip, and the moment he opened his mouth, he could see that a few front teeth were missing, and the sound of air leakage could barely make people hear what he was saying:

  Yang Ming...... Help me......"

  Yang Ming's expression moved slightly, and he stopped the master from continuing to speak.

  Most of the injuries suffered by the master now are skin wounds, that is, the person who beat him is very measured, but he only made a fool of himself in public, but did not bring him any fatal injuries.

  Yang Ming took out a guqin from the Youhai Na ring, and under the flicking of ten slender fingers, the long-lost song of forgetting worries slowly played a beautiful and moving movement, and the quiet and peaceful tune was endless, which made people feel quite relaxed and happy after listening to it.

  Even the passers-by around them slowed down their pace, showing intoxicated and pleasant expressions, quite appreciating this tune.

  As the soul power passed, a vibrant green light shone on the master's body, causing the injuries on his body to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to its original appearance.

  As for the knockout front teeth, Yang Ming could only say sorry, this came from the ability of the king Cai Wenji, but he didn't have the ability to inlay his front teeth.

  When a song of forgetting worries fell, the surrounding pedestrians showed appreciative looks, and sparse applause rang out.

  Yang Mingchao nodded in greeting, then looked at the master and asked:

  "Master, who are you being bullied by?"

  The master's face was strange for a while, as if it was a little unspeakable, his mouth trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he turned into a sigh, shook his head and said:

  "Iniquity!"

  Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong: "??? ”

  For a while, the soul of gossip burned in the hearts of the two, and they all wanted to know what happened to the master.

  At this moment, a rather arrogant voice of the world's heroes came from far and near.

  "Yu Xiaogang, you actually came here, it really makes me look for it, come on, come on, and let Uncle I beat you up."

  Hearing this, the master's face suddenly turned dark, and he was so angry that he trembled when he recalled the nightmare encounters of the past few days.

  Yang Ming suddenly looked back, but saw a young man wearing the costume of the Martial Spirit Palace, with black hair and black eyes, walking towards this side with an unusually angry attitude.

  When he saw Ning Rongrong beside Yang Ming, a flash of light burst out in front of the young man's eyes, just like Zhu Bajie seeing a beautiful woman, and his saliva was about to flow out.

  "Ning Rongrong? My wife is here? ”

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