The Evil King's Pampering: The Fourth Young Lady Against Heaven

Chapter 27 Why hide
Compared with the so-called scenery returning to the place where people can eat people without spit out their bones, that Bai Lingyu is the most important motivation to attract Mingyun to participate in the tournament!

Ming Hao couldn't bear to hit Ming Yun, but he still reminded: "However, with your current strength as a soul master, it is not easy to get the first place."

Ming Yun smiled slightly, stretched out one hand, and the soul power condensed in the dantian flowed out, and a ball of orange soul power jumped on Ming Yun's fingertips like this, with a light flick, it was bounced by Ming Yun like a bouncy ball On the table, after jumping a few times, it shattered and turned into orange fragments.

"You, you actually broke through to a soul master?!"

Ming Hao looked as if he had seen the end of the world. Not long ago, he was unable to cultivate his soul power, but now he has directly broken through to a soul master. Ming Yun's cultivation speed is unmatched, like riding a rocket.

Ming Yun said lightly: "In this way, you must be qualified to compete for the number one position."

Perhaps when it comes to controlling soul power, Ming Yun is just a novice, but when it comes to actual combat experience, Ming Yun is confident that no one can match her. He has done countless life-and-death encounters, completed countless impossible tasks, and is recognized by the killer world as the strongest killer!
It took Minghao a long time to recover from the shock, and he couldn't help laughing: "Mingyun, you really deserve to be the one who inherited the blood of your father and ancestors. With your strength, even if other children have any complaints It doesn't help either."

"I'm very happy to be able to help Uncle Hao with this."

When Ming Ling came back with the brewed jasmine tea, Ming Hao had already left, leaving Ming Yun sitting at the table alone, propping his chin with one hand, thoughtful.

Mingling didn't know whether to blame herself or to breathe a sigh of relief, and carefully placed the teapot on the table: "Miss, the master has already left?"

"kindness."

Ming Yun recovered from his contemplation, responded, and looked at Ming Ling: "Why are you hiding from Uncle Hao on purpose?"

"Ah? Miss, I, I don't have one." With a flustered tone, Ming Ling showed the embarrassment of being exposed all of a sudden.

Ming Yun shrugged: "Ling'er, there are no outsiders here. To be honest, there is no need to be afraid. Uncle Hao is actually quite good to us, isn't he?"

Mingling stared at Mingyun with uneasy eyes for a while, then lowered his eyes: "I always feel that the master always looks at me with vigilance and chill. I think, the master must regard me as an ominous person. would do this to me."

Ming Yun was stunned, thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Ming Hao looked at Ming Ling with some vigilance, and sighed: "Maybe I was too careless, I'm sorry, Linger."

Ming Ling suddenly became anxious: "Little Miss, there is no need for you to apologize to me."

Ming Yun stretched out his hand and patted Ming Ling's head: "It's not your fault, no matter what your identity is. As long as you uphold a kind and sincere heart, it's enough, don't pay attention to other gossip, I will always trust you."

Ming Ling's pupils were a little red, and he sniffed: "Well, thank you miss."

Two days later.

In the pavilion by the Mingfu pond, the two sat down, the lake breeze was blowing, handsome men and beautiful women attracted attention.

The man in blue was handsome, and it was He Shou, who held a folding fan and raised his eyebrows: "I heard from Uncle Hao, are you going to sign up for the tournament?"

(End of this chapter)