Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1002 In Benlin Villa

In the middle of the Ming Dynasty, the world was in turmoil.

Since the battle at the top of the Forbidden City, all the major forces in the world have suffered heavy losses. The Money Gang, Qinglong Society and other forces were involved in the vigorous rebellion. The imperial court was furious and involved all those involved in the rebellion. Almost all the forces were uprooted.

For a time, the power of Jianghu declined greatly.

Even sects such as the Huashan Sect, which have been inherited for hundreds of years and have a long history, have suffered huge trauma and almost suffered annihilation.

Shaolin Temple, which is said to be the best in martial arts in the world, also had an accident. Zen Master Dabei, Master Tiejian and others disappeared inexplicably.

Although there was no obvious bloodshed or turmoil in the entire world, a series of changes occurred.

Any one of them, if it were normal times, would shock the entire world, but now no one cares.

However, due to this series of changes, only a few forces have not been involved in the bloody storm.

Divine Needle Villa!

Among the green mountains and green waters, the hillside is covered with roses and roses.

This is a place where just strolling will make people feel a sense of peace and tranquility. Ming Xiaoyang, who is dressed in white and has a somewhat thin figure, is here with other women.

Xue Bing was dressed in white, just like before. She looked light and soft, like a white cloud falling from the sky. It only made people wonder if a gust of wind would blow her away.

Yao Yue, Lian Xing, Qing Wu, Dongfang Bubai, Murong Qiudi, Ouyang Qing, there is no shortage of six girls, following Ming Xiaoyang.

Looking at the scenery in front of her, Liu Shen looked slightly embarrassed.

Appearing in Shenzhen Villa as juniors really made them feel a little uncomfortable.

Especially the three women, Yaoyue Lianxing and Dongfang Bubai, whose identities as the master of Yihua Palace and the leader of Sun Moon God Cult make them equal no matter who they face.

But now, compared to the Xue Bing sisters, she is virtually a generation shorter.

"Ah!" Xue Bing shouted excitedly after finally returning home, "I'm back, I'm finally back."

"Grandma, Bing'er is home to see you."

Xue Bing shouted excitedly, running non-stop towards the elegant and quiet villa with red bricks and green tiles not far away.

"This reckless girl." Seeing Xue Bing's eagerness, Ming Xiaoyang put his hand on his forehead and sighed, "We have already arrived at the door of our own house, and we are still so angry."

"I'm not afraid of embarrassment either!"

"She has nothing to be ashamed of." Dongfang Bubai said sourly, "Anyway, there is already one person who will never care about her temperament, right?"

At the end of the sentence, he glanced at Ming Xiaoyang with a half-smile.

Ming Xiaoyang asked innocently: "Sister Dongfang, why are you looking at me like that?"

"What do you think?" Dongfang Bubai asked unceremoniously.

"Uh!" Ming Xiaoyang looked embarrassed, her fair cheeks flushed, "This, that, how..."

After turning over and over and changing several nouns, Ming Xiaoyang finally failed to say anything.

"Hmph!" Yao Yue on the side saw this and snorted coldly, "Eat the food in the bowl and look at the food in the pot!"

"I can't help it. Who made me love so much?" Yao Yue's words were like a ladder to Ming Xiaoyang, and he answered easily.

"A little bit of fraternity?" He was always deserted, dressed in black, and his jade-white skin reflected his coldness and ruthlessness. He was exasperated, "Are you sure it's just a little bit?"

"Okay, not a little, but a lot." Ming Xiaoyang retreated under the ruthlessly penetrating eyes and could only accept it. Qingqing is naturally gifted and can detect other people's thoughts. After receiving the Immortal Technique from the Heavenly Book taught by Ming Xiaoyang, he also received a lot of inspiration from the profound and lofty heavenly book, and now he is almost able to understand the mind of the heaven.

You can even use your own mental power to turn it into a weapon.

After hearing Ming Xiaoyang's admission, all the girls present raised their eyebrows thoughtfully, but did not continue to dwell on this issue.

creak!

The closed door of Shenzhen Villa opened again, and Xue Bing walked out.

It was still the same set of white clothes that looked light and soft, but this time, there was a bit more shyness on Xue Bing's face.

It seemed that when she returned home, she had once again transformed into the lady who came from a famous martial arts family.

Lian stepped forward and came step by step in front of Ming Xiaoyang and others. She blushed with shame and said, "Heartless thieves, sisters, my grandma invites you in."

"Okay." Ming Xiaoyang was not angry at being called a heartless thief by Xue Bing, and agreed very simply, "I have wanted to visit Mrs. Xue for a long time."

With that said, he walked toward the open door of the village.

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Divine Needle Villa!

Famous for her knitting skills, Mrs. Xue is recognized as the best needlework in the world. She has advanced skills and a prominent position.

Even though she had not made a move for decades, even some junior martial arts students doubted whether she knew martial arts.

She is still respected by people in the martial arts world, and even Xue Yiren, the owner of Xuejia Village, has to pay her respects as a junior.

The owner of Zuojiazhuang, Zuo Qinghou, who has been an enemy of Xuejiazhuang for generations, will send someone to give a generous gift to Mrs. Xue every year on her birthday, even if no one can come.

Shenzhen Villa, lobby.

The weather outside is sunny, and dazzling sunlight shines down, illuminating the entire hall. In the deepest part of the hall, there is a tapestry woven with needlework, colorful and full of flowers.

Compared with ink painting, it adds a bit of charm, which only makes people wonder whether it was made with needles and threads, or whether it was made by inviting the most famous Chinese artist in the world to splash ink.

The old woman sitting under the brocade is the famous Mrs. Xue.

Mrs. Xue is seventy-seven this year, but no one can tell that she is a seventy-seven-year-old woman. Even in less bright places, many people would think that she is only twenty-seven or eighty-year-old at most.

Her attitude is still dignified and perfect, her eyes are still bright, and her style is still charming, especially when she sees young people who like her and the people she likes, her eyes will even show a girlish coquettishness.

If every woman could be as beautiful as she is when she reaches her age, the world would definitely become a more lovely place.

"I've met the old lady." Ming Xiaoyang slowly walked into the hall with Yao Yue Lianxing and other women, came to the old lady Xue, cupped her hands and made a junior salute.

Behind him, Yaoyue Lianxing, Dongfang Bubai, Ouyang Qing, and Murong Qiudi all bowed and saluted.

Even though his legs had been adjusted, he still pretended to be disabled. He nodded slightly and called, "Old Madam."

"Hehehe." Mrs. Xue stared at Ming Xiaoyang in the front with her gentle eyes, and smiled softly, "Are you the person my granddaughter has fallen in love with recently?"

"It seems so." Ming Xiaoyang replied in an uncertain tone.

"The Eastern Cult Leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, the two Palace Masters of the Yihua Palace, and the eldest lady of the Murong Family in Jiangnan, you are quite capable!"

(End of this chapter)