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

Chapter 87

"very good."

Compared to this matter, after teaching Chunhua a lesson, Qiuyue cared more about Mingyun's strength.

According to You Lan'er's information, when Ming Yun won the martial arts competition that day, Ming Yun was only at the level of a third-rank soul master. With such a level, how could it be possible for them not to notice when he approached them?
It is absolutely impossible for even a character of the first rank of soul martial arts to escape Qiuyue's ears, but Ming Yun was able to approach them silently, which shows that Yun has already surpassed the level of first rank soul martial arts, which is impossible.

In such a short period of time, how could someone break through to soul martial from the third rank of soul master so quickly, unless the legendary genius descended, or some miracle happened, but these are illusory probabilities, and the only explanation is Mingyun himself has learned some strange soul skills that can hide his breath and voice.

The corner of Qiuyue's mouth raised a cold arc: "So that's the case, after all, it's not as calm as it seems on the surface, do you still want to test our strength and cards?"

Doing it like this is a bit of a surprise, Mingyun, what do you mean?
Mingyun found Mingling by the well. Mingling was sitting on the edge of the well, looking at the sky in a daze. He heard footsteps, turned around, saw that it was Mingyun, and quickly stood up and said, "Miss."

"Are you ok?"

As soon as they met, Mingyun noticed Mingling's sullenness, and he was afraid that it was "intentional" just now, even if it was planned, it would still hurt her.

Ming Ling paused for a moment, then lowered his head, and whispered in a mosquito-like voice: "No."

Ming Yun walked up to Ming Ling and gently pressed her into his arms: "Silly girl, you and I have been together for so long, don't I know whether your mood is good or bad?"

Ming Ling grabbed Ming Yun's sleeve, and the grievances she had been enduring were about to collapse, her voice was a little sobbing: "Miss, I'm not sad about other people's eyes on me, but I don't know, how can I live like this?" What does it mean, I have long been used to being discriminated against, fearful and indifferent, but what I can't get used to is that since I was rescued by the lady until now, I can't do anything, I don't have soul power, I can only Miss Drag, I really..."

"Ling'er, I don't want to tell you about this yet, but I hope that after you know about it, you can let go of your worries. You saved my life."

Mingling raised her bloody eyes and looked at Mingyun blankly, not understanding what Mingyun meant. Mingyun sighed. Over the years, she still underestimated Mingling's heart's ability to bear. Mingling, maybe it would be a better decision.

Ming Yun told Ming Ling all about facing the man in black that night, and Ming Ling's eyes widened in disbelief after hearing this: "This, how is this possible, how could I have such power, even Saved Miss and Young Master He Shou."

Ming Yun nodded solemnly and said: "The truth is, I didn't lie to you, Ling'er, if you hadn't risked your life to come here that day, He Shou and I would have died long ago. It is useless to live in this world without one person." , but I still hope that you don't use that power anymore, that power is too powerful and you can't control it, I'm afraid it will not only hurt others, but also yourself."

Moreover, this power is likely to be related to Ming Ling's bloody eyes and his life experience. Even Jun Yue felt that Ming Ling's origin was so tricky, and Ming Yun was afraid that if he continued to use this power, he would cause too much trouble.

"If it's true..I see, miss."

Ming Ling has never doubted Ming Yun's words. After receiving these things, the hesitation in the blood eyes faded away, replaced by firmness, and his fists were secretly clenched. If, if he could grasp this power, he would He must be able to protect Miss, instead of hiding behind Miss all the time and let her protect him, he must tap this power and make it his weapon to protect Miss!
"I hope you can understand, and then, I will keep getting stronger, stronger, and never stop. To protect you and the Ming family, I just need to wrong you for so many days. I have to make them fear you. In this way, they will not move their perverted thoughts on you, and I just need to wait for them to show their fox tails."

These things must be resolved as soon as possible. According to what Lang Yabai said, grandpa may return to the capital soon. Before grandpa returns, he must take the Ming family back.

Thinking of this, Ming Yun narrowed his eyes. For this reason, his next goal...

Tomorrow morning, the Ming family practice martial arts field.

As one of the four major families of Yueguo, the Ming family, the martial arts field is really a top priority. Every family needs fresh blood and talents to absorb and transfer, so as to be able to continuously compete with others for survival in the long flow of history. Go on, but those geniuses who are amazing in time are the types that cannot be found. What's more, they need the family's children to train hard and constantly pursue the improvement of the realm of soul power to ensure the prosperity of a family.

Not long after the rising sun, Ming Yun stepped into this land.

but
Ming Yun frowned, looking at the scattered Ming family disciples who were practicing, what time is it, why are there so few Ming family disciples training, and these Ming family disciples who arrived were extremely lazy, throwing punches Lifting their feet was weak, and some even fell asleep directly on the wooden stakes.

It has been heard for a long time that the Ming family is getting worse day by day. In the martial arts competition of the four major families in Kyoto five years ago, the Ming family won the number one throne from Mingzong's hand, and fell to No.3. According to this trend, I'm afraid that in the next martial arts competition, the Ming family will be put forward for the ranking of the four major families.

Damn it, Mingyou, I thought you had at least thought of a way, but apart from power and money, you couldn't see anything else, and the Ming family was corrupted by you like this, so you were completely indifferent?
The foundation has been so corrupted that Mingyun could not turn it around in just a few days. Mingyun suppressed his breath, directly found a wooden stake, and began to train.

The arrival of Mingyun attracted some people's attention. None of them had seen this woman in white with a ponytail in Ming's house. It seemed that she appeared suddenly, and no one had time to ask her identity. Yun actually started his daily training in a familiar way.

Attack - single fist, whirlwind kick, Judo three-style jumping hammer, flicking the ponytail, kicking out with a sharp wind, without mixed spirit power, just like this, the wooden stake made a crisp sound.

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