Cross the net king: tennis princess

After the lecture, the female candidates had no choice but to go to training under the urging of Ling and Jingfan, and Jingshan also ordered the very obedient Mo Liang to take care of them.

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At this time, there were only three people left in the social office, Jing Fan, Ling and Bing Yi. Bing Yi smiled at Ling based on his feeling, "Cousin."

"Xiao Yi." Ling put on her perfect smile that could be compared to Mona Lisa's smile, and gently touched Bing Yi's head.

A few black lines slid down the back of the mirror fan's head, why the atmosphere is like this...

Even if it wasn't the kind of heart-piercing crying, it should be laughter. Why is it such an ordinary atmosphere?

But the only two descendants of the Zhen family met, and they haven't seen each other for five years. I feel that the people of the Zhen family are really inhuman. (A certain author: The most inhuman person is you...)

"Shan, this is the ancestral motto of the Zhen family. You can't show your emotions in front of anyone. Naturally, there are other ways to express your feelings." Ling gracefully pulled up the bell on her wrist, and told Bing Yi When the bell hit lightly, the bell immediately made a distant and meditative sound like the sounds of nature.

"Where is the incredible bell?" Shan stretched out his hand to the bell, his soft fingertips gently slid over the bell, and an inexplicable feeling suddenly arose.

"It's a wonderful bell, isn't it? It is said that touching this bell will calm people's mind and slowly develop your potential." Bell helped Bingyi out of the wheelchair, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed in his eyes, but his face The expression on the face is still perfect.

"This is the Bell of Zhen, a bell that symbolizes the status of a senior member of the Zhen family. It is something that no one else knows except the Zhen family." Bing Yi sat down on the sofa gently and gracefully, and gently attached the bell to her hand.

"Other people think that the bell is an ornament, but it is not. Before my mother passed away, she said that the bell is still a key. There are five bells in the real family. Mom, the eldest aunt, the third aunt, me, and the daughter of the third aunt, Sister Bell. Others The bells are all on my violin."

"Is this the violin?" Shan took out the violin that his uncle asked her to keep, and slowly opened the bag. Sure enough, there was a blue crystal bell tied to the headstock of the violin and the end of the bow.

"That's right, it's just the third aunt's bell..." Bing Yi paused, a trace of sadness flashed in the corner of his eyes.

"Here I am." Ling smiled gracefully, but behind the smile was a trace of imperceptible resentment and sadness.

Bell pulled out the blue ribbon around his neck, only to see a blood-red gemstone bell tied at the end of the ribbon, emitting a blood-red, devilish, evil glow under the afterglow of the setting sun.

"The bell of Zhenjia's strongest man." Bing Yi stroked the texture of the bell, and slowly spit out a few words.

"You'd better take good care of these bells. Your mother died for the second prince KC, so you must desperately defend the master that your parents swore to guard. These bells are probably not simple, so you must take good care of them."

Mirror Fan frowned, covering the light of the red bell, "Now that the kc palace has changed, the uncle has already rushed back. The descendants of your Zhen family must be the backing of his other countries. I think Japan will People have been arranged to protect you."

"Understood." A resolute light flashed in Ling's eyes.

This is indeed the case, KC is an extremely powerful country, so it is very important who owns the throne of KC, and the most suitable person is...

The second prince, Alan Augustine.

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