my goddess school flower

Luo Hongyu's mouth, nose, and even her eyes and ears released a milky white halo, and a huge energy spread out, instantly blowing everything around her into the air.

bang bang bang...

The windows were shattered, and the tables, chairs and benches hit the wall and were also shattered.

And the three men were also pushed against the wall by this huge force, spitting blood, and as the strong light continued, they turned into powder one after another, not even ashes remained.

Luo Hongyu's voice could be heard clearly in almost the whole neighborhood, and it lasted for more than ten seconds.

When Luo Hongyu stopped screaming, the halo disappeared, and she looked at everything around her, but she was at a loss.

But soon she heard footsteps coming from outside. Other residents of this building came to check the situation and looked at the door in amazement.

Bang bang... bang bang...

The resident outside knocked on the door.

Luo Hongyu hesitated for a long time, then stood up, put on a piece of clothing, and opened the door a tiny crack.

"Miss Luo, are you okay?" Three or five people gathered at the door, looking inside.

"I'm fine, I had a nightmare just now, you all go back, I'm going to rest!"

"Really okay?"

Luo Hongyu nodded and closed the door.

She couldn't understand what happened just now, and she didn't even know what happened. She touched her face, and the blood seemed to have disappeared. She went to the full-length mirror and looked, and it was so...

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Wang Ziqiao didn't know Luo Hongyu's true identity. After all, there are still many people surnamed Luo in this world. He would never have thought that it would be the daughter of his former enemy. Of course, even if he knew, in that case, he would be the same will save.

At this time, he didn't even know what happened to Luo Hongyu. If he knew, he would be amazed again and again. His speed was so fast that he landed in the clubhouse in less than 10 minutes after gliding in the air.

The next morning, Wang Ziqiao sent Bai Su away and asked her to go to Luo Hongyu, first discuss with Luo Hongyu, which nightclub would be suitable to buy, and then vigorously develop it, but the boss was not Wang Ziqiao, but It is the name of Bai Su.

Now, Wang Ziqiao no longer cares about how much assets he has. What he wants is a force that can be controlled. He is even less aware of Luo Hongyu's changes.

Afterwards, Wang Ziqiao asked Matsubara Junko to send Shuxia Cunsan, the house slave she tamed and had her tongue cut off, to Lin Hu's side to help Lin Hu deal with some matters. Of course, this was also a kind of surveillance.

Zhao Zhong, who had achieved some success in Tiger Roar, also set up a security company and a property management company according to Wang Ziqiao's wishes.

Coupled with the Prince Security Company under the direct control of Wang Ziqiao's own club, his wings are gradually becoming full.

The reason for separate management is also to avoid attracting attention, and sometimes it is not advisable for one family to dominate.

In the afternoon of this day, Matsubara Zhisha returned and was arranged by Wang Ziqiao in the building on the side of the main building.

After that, Wang Ziqiao began to notify a group of patients to come to see the doctor.

No way, he also needs money to buy better jade. Although the club is temporarily closed, it is still possible to receive a small number of people at once.

As for the dead housekeeper and his son, although they also received special attention from the media, they couldn't be connected with Wang Ziqiao because no one had any evidence.

Because Wang Ziqiao has already begun to treat a new wave of patients, and some of them have identities that even the Ministry of Public Security would not dare to offend.

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of November. Wang Ziqiao treated more than 100 patients and earned a lot of money.

At this time, at nine o'clock in the morning, in the back mountain of the Prince's clubhouse.

"Practice hard, boy, as long as you can learn all the one hundred and eight moves today, master will let you drink enough!" Wang Ziqiao sat on a stone with a piece of grass in his mouth, watching Wei Ziao looked bitter.

Wei Ziao wanted to cry without tears, and tried to escape several times, but was caught back and was beaten up by Wang Ziqiao.

The most hateful thing is that in the hands of Wang Ziqiao, there is actually a bottle of his favorite drink, the old old cellar. Every time he is almost tired and lying down, Wang Ziqiao will open the bottle cap, and the aroma of the wine is fragrant. Let Wei Ziao immediately regain his spirits.

Under such training, Wei Ziao learned all [-] movements in seven days.

There are some movements, even if Wang Ziqiao can't do it well, he can do it perfectly.

From this, it was not difficult for Wang Ziqiao to see that Wei Ziao's physical fitness was stronger than his own.

His only shortcoming is that he doesn't know how to meditate yet. He is naturally active and has infinite strength. In another world, he is a genius who is expected to become a martial god.

Although Wang Ziqiao knows the last part of Demon God Art and knows the key points and difficulties, he himself can't do it perfectly, and he can only do the first four layers properly.

But Wei Ziao was able to perfect the movements of the first six levels of the Demon God Art, and easily persevered. It was only on the seventh level that he couldn't persevere.

Just this, also scared Wang Ziqiao: "Could it be that the physical strength of this little guy is already comparable to the supreme powerhouse of the sixth or even seventh level?"

"Sure enough, it's a piece of rough jade. These days, I've worked hard to carve it out and handed him the fighting skills. Maybe at the right time, it can be used as a trump card to deter the enemy!" Wang Ziqiao had already made plans for his cheap apprentice.

Opening the wine bottle, a string of water rushed towards Wei Ziao.

Wei Ziao hurriedly opened his mouth and caught the water line, before he could taste the wine, the water line stopped abruptly.

"Master is really stingy, he didn't even take a bite!" Wei Ziao looked indignant.

"Don't practice the Demon God Art anymore, just keep practicing the quick sword!" Wang Ziqiao said.

"Why do you still need to practice fast swords? I can't practice fast swords. The leaves will either fall off or be crushed by me. If you really want to fight someone, you can punch them and burn a large area?" Wei Ziao mentioned Kuaijian was extremely depressed.

"Quick sword can exercise your ability to control power. There is strength in softness, and softness in rigidity. After the practice, the master will teach you Tai Chi! Hurry up, if you can't meet the requirements, don't even think about drinking at dinner !"

Wei Ziao could only continue to practice...

But Wang Ziqiao put down the wine bottle, took out a piece of jade less than ten centimeters high from his bosom, held a carving knife in his right hand, and carved it on the jade.

Wang Ziqiao is also practicing his mental strength and hand strength. Sculpture can best hone people's mind. If you want to be extremely precise, you must also control your strength.

He didn't mobilize his mental power to explore the jade, but regarded himself as an ordinary carver, returning to nature.

Suddenly, there was a flash of fire, followed by an explosion, and a large area of ​​the forest was burned.

"Ahem...Master, master, I broke the dagger!" Wei Ziao ran to Prince Qiao depressedly, holding half of the red dagger.

Only then did Wang Ziqiao look away slowly, and said calmly: "Who told you to use the flames in your body? Tell you, you can only use ordinary power. If you dare to get the flames out next time, I won't spare you." !"

As he said that, Wang Ziqiao slapped Wei Ziao on the forehead: "Get out, break off the broken sword, and continue stabbing me with the broken sword!"

"But master, how do you stab with a broken sword?"

"That's your own business, it has nothing to do with me, get out of here quickly..." Wang Ziqiao stood up and kicked Wei Ziao's ass.

"Ah..." Wei Ziao staggered and ran away in a hurry.

With just a snap of his fingers, Wang Ziqiao mobilized a cloud of water mist to extinguish the flames.

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