There is indeed a problem with this word cultivation game

Chapter 29 You Still Like To Peek

The spoon landed on the table opposite him, next to Jiang Meng's little feet.

Only then did he come to his senses, bent down to pick up the spoon, but the spoon fell a little far, and Ning Ping had to squat down to get it.

Due to the narrowness under the table, even though Ning Pingle upholds the attitude of seeing no evil, it is inevitable to see half of the beautiful and round calf scenery.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and under the soft morning sun, the beautiful thing presented a crystal clear white jade texture. In a trance, one would feel how much effort the Creator had put into it.

It is a beautiful thing that even craftsmen would admire. It is not particularly slender, but it is well-proportioned and its proportions are almost perfect. The lilac pinky fingers are neatly arranged with a little rosy color, and they are gripping the upper of the shoe uneasily.

Ning Pingle felt as if his eyes were attracted by this magic power after looking at it a little more, and suddenly felt that he might have to pay a viewing fee to enjoy the scenery with peace of mind.

Jiang Meng seemed to be attracted by the sound of landing, and slightly opened his legs that were closed just now, looking down at Ning Pingle below from top to bottom.

After Ning Pingle noticed his gaze, he was about to raise his head to give Jiang Meng an apologetic look when he saw an unforgettable scene.

I saw Jiang Meng also bent down and lowered his head, facing his eyes, his lips moved on his plain makeup face, and he spoke surprisingly:

"You still like to peek."

Ning Pingle's first reaction was not that this woman framed him, but...

This guy is not angry?
Good guy, Mr. Jiang Meng, do you still have this hobby?

He smiled slightly, did not refute, but got up directly.

He didn't do it on purpose, why explain?
It was troublesome to explain, but after putting the spoon on the small plate, his eyes turned to Jiang Meng again.

And Jiang Meng's pretty face put on the calm expression of indifference, but when he looked at him, his eyes were a little puzzled.

"The heart is quite big. If it were someone else, I'm afraid there will be some troubles."

Still struggling in his head, Ning Pingle turned around and waved to the waiter at the morning tea shop outside, motioning for her to come over and change the spoon.

What he didn't notice was that the calm expression on Jiang Meng's face had long since disappeared, replaced by a bewitching drunkenness.

Whether it was the fair face or the eyes, they were all stained with spring water.

……

……

After the two of them finished their meal, Ning Pingle also probably understood his current situation:

"So, the organization's opinion now is that they want me to join Tiandu's candidate team first, and start controlling part of Xiangliu's power from scratch?"

Jiang Meng nodded:

"Your current situation is actually very troublesome. The matter of Xiangliu is actually quite different within the organization, that is, Zhou Beimo is willing to guarantee you, so that you can join the organization as an S-level talent and get further training. .”

Ning Pingle spread his hands and said:
"Actually, I can understand that Xiang Liu is really dangerous. Although she is not complete now, she is still a hidden powder keg. No one wants to bet on whether I can control Xiang Liu's power normally."

Jiang Meng nodded and said:

"It's like this. Some people in the older generation think that the main thing is to maintain stability. They don't mean to hurt you. They just want to restrict your freedom before finding a solution, and wait until all the dust settles, and then punish you. related compensation.

But I didn't expect that he would dare to push you to S-level, S-level evaluation, this is not something that can be justified by him alone, it seems that other people have contributed. "

Ning Pingle was a little confused and asked:

"S-level conjurer, it shouldn't be considered a strength rating, although I feel that I can display good strength now."

He obviously didn't have much opinion on the organization, neither good nor bad.

To put it bluntly, [Spark]’s painting style is thrown into the Dungeons and Dragons studio next door, and its main members are mixed into a lawful and good camp, and their average level is between neutral kindness and absolute neutrality. In the ancient martial arts, the Demon Sect was like everyone screaming and beating.

The Devil's Cult is the Devil's Cult, and garbage is garbage. Even if there is a person with little righteousness in the camp dominated by chaos and evil, the evil forces are still evil forces, and they will not be deflected by individual influence.

If so, there is only one possibility...

Absolute violence is controlled by absolute individuals, and the style of the organization is entirely determined by powerful individuals.

But obviously [Xinghuo] is not that kind.

"If you're talking about an S-level rating, it's certainly not used to measure your strength. The S-level rating is more of a development possibility to measure your future potential."

A slow voice sounded.

Ning Pingle turned his head and saw a thin young man with a sparse and messy beard on his face, and his clothes looked a little tattered, as if he had experienced a battle when he came here generally.

But those twinkling eyes gave people a good impression. If it wasn't for the slovenly appearance that really affected his appearance, Ning Pingle felt that this person was also a bit romantic.

"You are the little brother who is going to form a team together this time, dear, you can be considered to have met a newcomer who is willing to work with you!"

He snatched up a stool and sat down beside Ning Pingle. He looked at the soup dumplings left on the table, and the smile on his face became brighter:

"Waste is shameful, I think you two don't mind if I help you digest what you can't finish."

"No, I'll order another one for you, just eat together."

When this person came in, Ning Pingle felt the power of the spell on him.

You don't even need to guess, you know that Jiang Meng said that this should be one of the people who wants to form a team with him.

"Brother, you are arrogant, then I will not be polite!"

Although the visitor's clothes looked shabby, Ning Pingle noticed that there was a bit of bloody smell on them when he got closer, and he might not be safe on the way here.

"Brother, where are you from? It looks a bit miserable like this!"

Ning Pingle looked at the young man who was feasting, and asked curiously.

"Ji Ziyang, from Jiangyou, is an ordinary magician."

"Ji Ziyang, was born in the Taoism [Sanqing Palace] on Sanqing Mountain, a famous Taoist mountain. He is good at killing curses, using evil energy, and has a little knowledge of swordsmanship. He is mainly positioned as an attacker in the team, but he is now an abandoned disciple of Sanqing Palace."

Jiang Meng exposed the truth mercilessly.

"Abandoned disciple?"

Ning Pingle, who was drinking iced mung bean soup, didn't move his hand when he picked up the spoon.

"Oh, to be precise, I couldn't stand the constraints and left by myself!" Ji Ziyang said.

Jiang Meng exposed him mercilessly, saying:

"False, [Sanqing Palace], as a famous orthodox family, organizes subordinate institutions, which is different from other famous Taoist mountains where Buddhism and Taoism are incompatible.

The main hall is dedicated to the three gods of Taoism, the Sanqing, and the back hall is dedicated to Guanyin and the Eighteen Arhats. Taoism and Buddha live in harmony, forming the same hall.

But even this kind of Sanqing Palace can't tolerate this guy's heterogeneous thinking, just like when those big companies dismiss executives, they often say in the announcement that they are resigning, instead of directly saying that they are dismissing people, it is purely for him. face.

He is a problem child. After leaving the Sanqing Palace in the past two years, he has become a staff member of the organization by virtue of the inheritance of the Sanqing Palace and the power he obtained in "The Way", but..."

"Don't, don't, sister Meng, save face, save face!" Ji Ziyang said with a sad face.

　Street diary:
　　【Atomic Diary】

　　Cricket atom: (Ai Hoshino stabs illegitimate rice to death.jpg)

　　Long Longzi: "About I am a martial arts star being entangled by illegitimate fans"

　　Atom: This picture looks cool, extremely comfortable

　　Dragon Dragon: Indeed
　　Falling down:

　　@宠蛇atom Your family loves, the soul appointed by the gods dissipates and cannot be reincarnated
　　@宠蛇atom your family’s fader will stop broadcasting next week + comics will be suspended
　　@雀蛇atomic your family Gana, didn’t get anything, Chiyin snatched the soup

　　Atom: (Be a person.jpg)

　　Dragon Dragon Son: hhhhhhh
　　Atom: A day of emo, starting from the appearance of Luoluo

　　(Evaluation: It’s a good day to hit the mood of your friends!)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)