Peerless Conceited Cultivator

"Let go of me! Don't kill me! Please, don't kill my parents --!"

At this time, Tang Xintian was convulsed, a pair of snow-white slender jade legs kept pedaling, his arms danced and scratched, shouted with a crying cavity, and crystal tears rolled down his cheeks.

"This is a dusty memory! Hold her down!"

Yang traitor's heart moved slightly. It seems that Tang Xintian's experience was also quite cruel. Jianmei Yixuan was a low drink.

Hearing Yang traitor's orders, Zhao Ruijie and sister Ji hurried forward, one grabbed her ankle and the other pressed her wrist.

Yang traitor turned pale again, calmly took out the ancient bronze needle, dropped the needle and stabbed it into the hole of Tang Xintian's head very quickly.

These ancient bronze needles were chopped by Zhang Qiufeng yesterday, which damaged the Taoist pattern.

However, Yang traitor sacrificed and refined for three hours last night, and used all the means to restore his mana.

Then, Yang traitor's face was slightly chilly, his hands were empty, shrouded in the ancient needle, spent Zhenyuan without money, and cleverly shrouded and wrapped all the Qi machines banned by the Yin moon!

Five minutes later, Yang traitor suddenly raised his hands, and a majestic attraction suddenly broke out.

Just listen to a few sharp sounds, several ancient bronze needles all fly out, and the needles also draw milky white gas!

"OK! Let go of Tang Xintian!" Yang traitor said faintly as he put away the ancient bronze needle.

"Yang betrayed me..."

Tang Xintian hugged Yang traitor's waist, buried his head in Yang traitor's chest, and sobbed.

Her shoulders shrugged slightly. The cry was very depressed, more like sobbing, but it tore her heart and lungs. Sister Ji listened and her nose and hair were a little sour.

Zhao Ruijie looked at Yang traitor with envy and envy. I'm much stronger than him. Why don't you hold me?

"Don't be afraid, Miss Tang, it's all in the past... You're safe now!" Yang traitor smiled calmly and patted Tang Xintian on the shoulder.

He doesn't think that Tang Xintian will have a good impression on himself. Patients are easy to have a certain sense of dependence on doctors. At the moment of mental collapse, he naturally seeks the protection of doctors at the first time.

Strange to say, with Yang traitor comforting quietly, Tang Xintian cried for a while, gradually turned into sobs, and finally calmed down.

"Sorry..."

Tang Xintian loosened Yang traitor, with a small jade white face and crystal tears, like a pear blossom with rain, I still feel pity at first sight.

With a smile, she burst into tears and apologized, "Doctor Yang, I've lost my attitude!"

Sister Ji took out her paper towel, gently wiped Tang Xintian's tears, and asked with concern, "Miss Tang, how do you feel?"

"I'm good, really good! There's no such feeling as dizziness and tingling!"

Tang Xintian smiled happily, then turned to Yang and said, "thank you, Doctor Yang. I really admire your medical skills!"

Yang traitor just nodded and smiled.

But Zhao Ruijie was really shocked, stunned and looked at Yang traitor in disbelief.

Yang traitor's medical ability is a little too rebellious! Can lift the memory ban!

Sister Ji didn't understand and said, "but why did you just cry? And you seem to be scared!"

Tang Xintian covered his face with both hands and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he said in a stuffy voice: "I just remember now that I was not abandoned by my parents. It was my parents who were killed... They died miserably!"

"Ah? Killed? By whom?" sister Ji asked in a trembling voice.

"My memory is very vague. I don't know the two killers..."

Tang Xintian's voice was stuffy, and a few crystal tears fell from his fingers on the smooth pure solid wood floor.

"Forget it, sister Ji, don't ask any more!"

Seeing that sister Ji still wanted to break the casserole and ask in the end, Yang traitor gently shook her head and said.

"Oh, good!"

Sister Ji woke up and shouldn't stimulate Tang Xintian any more. She smiled gently and said, "Miss Tang, go and have a rest!"

Tang Xintian wiped her tears with a paper towel, raised her head and said with a smile: "no, Doctor Yang is my life-saving benefactor. How can I sleep here? Besides, I'm not tired, but feel refreshed!"

"Miss Tang, go and have a rest! My illness has been cured, and I should go!" Yang traitor said without hesitation.

"Doctor Yang, you have removed my memory ban and let me know the truth of my life experience. For me, it is comparable to the grace of creation."

Tang Xintian smiled and said sincerely, "I'll let you go. Then I'm too impersonal! It's noon. I'll cook and fry some small dishes. You'll have a drink here!"

"Don't bother so much!"

Yang traitor didn't intend to stay here more, but Zhao Ruijie winked and said, "Doctor Yang, you can have dinner here! Don't live up to Miss Tang's kindness, ha ha..."

Zhao Ruijie was so happy to have such close contact with his idol for the first time. Now he can still eat the food cooked by his idol. How can he miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

In fact, with Zhao Ruijie's influence in Yanjing, I don't know how many levels higher than Tang Xintian. It's like playing to get close to Tang Xintian.

But this guy has a simple and kind nature and retains a rare childlike heart. He will never use his influence to fool around.

Seeing Zhao Ruijie so, Yang traitor had to nod his head and say with a smile: "then trouble Miss Tang!"

"Doctor Yang, you're welcome! It's my pleasure!"

Tang Xintian smiled with relief and asked, "Yang Shao, do you like red wine?"

"I'll have a little wine, Baijiu," Yang rebellious smile, red wine, he can not speak well.

"In fact, this is not only my villa, but also my private winery. There are some rare red wine collections! I don't know if I can get Yang Shao's magic eye!" Tang Xintian invited Yang traitor to taste her collection.

Without Tang Xintian's orders, sister Ji has asked the maid to start preparing meals, while Tang Xintian takes Yang traitor into the wine cellar.

Under the dim light, a wine cellar with an area of more than 100 square meters appeared in front of Yang traitor. On the wine rack and wine cabinet, there were tens of thousands of bottles of red wine.

"What a spectacle!"

Zhao Ruijie was really surprised and looked at Tang Xintian in surprise: "I didn't expect Miss Tang's temperament to be so gentle and a good wine man!"

"Ha ha, Mr. Zhao laughed!"

Tang Xintian stepped on high-heeled shoes and wandered under the wine cabinet. She said in a charming voice, "I have serious insomnia in recent years. I can only sleep under the anesthesia of alcohol. Some friends know it and give me red wine as a gift!"

He sighed gently and said with a smile, "others think I know how to enjoy. In fact, where is enjoyment? Just drink wine as a sleeping pill!"

The air is filled with attractive oak flavor and wine aroma. Lafite, osong, Huazhuang, Mutong and Ambio have the best vintage wines from famous wineries in the world.

Many red wines have reached the level of treasures, with unit prices of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of millions.

Seeing that Yang traitor didn't like red wine very much, Tang Xintian took out a bottle of Mutong from the wine rack, smiled sweetly and said, "Yang Shao, drink this at noon today. Don't dislike it!"

The red wine was picked up by sister Ji, who followed behind her, and took it upstairs and put it in an ice bucket.

Here, Tang Xintian takes Yang traitor to visit her collection of records, antique record players and pianos.

A moment later, sister Ji reported that the ingredients were ready. Tang Xintian said with a smile, "Doctor Yang, Mr. Zhao, drink some tea first. Wait a moment, I'll cook!" then she went into the kitchen and got busy.

"How do you know her?"

Seeing Tang Xintian put on her apron and worked like a little daughter-in-law, Zhao Ruijie envied and said, "your treatment is too high. The big star cooks in person! The treatment of immortals!"

"Why? You're jealous? Hehe, that's because the brothers have immortal means!" Yang traitor smiled coldly and said.

"She just hugged you. Did she make a secret promise to you?"

Zhao Ruijie flew a panda to Yang traitor, lit it for Yang traitor first, then lit it for himself, and then asked in a puff.

"You think too much. She was frightened by the dusty memory at that time. It was a pure stress response!" Yang betrayed her with a glance.

"So, man, I still have a chance?" Zhao Ruijie said with staring eyes.

"Well, you have!"

"Really?"

"On the premise of going to South Korea!"

Yang traitor solemnly encouraged, "don't lose the courage to pursue love because you are ugly!"

"Cheap mouth!"

"Do you really like her?" Yang traitor asked with a smile.

"Like is like..."

Zhao Ruijie's face became a little unnatural and said, "but it's more a kind of distant appreciation! How is it possible to marry home? The real big family in the ancient martial arts cultivation world doesn't like this girl."

Yang traitor nodded gently.

Of course he knows it.

The consciousness of guwu family and feudal clan is still very serious. Marriage is basically a marriage of interests.

As Zhao Ruijie, the best choice is to find a famous girl of the Wudao family. Basically do not consider secular girls.

Even for girls in the secular world and in politics, their parents must be senior cadres at the provincial and ministerial level. In the business world, I'm afraid they have to start with 50 billion yuan!

Otherwise, don't talk.

As for the characters in the entertainment circle like Tang Xintian, perhaps they are high in the eyes of ordinary people and unattainable like fairies.

But in the eyes of certain figures in the ancient martial arts gate, she is just a playwright and a high-level plaything. Don't even want to step into the gate of the guwumen family.

The kitchen was busy. In the antique phonograph, a Blue Danube from Austrian composer John Strauss Jr. flowed out gently. Yang traitor's spirit was very relaxed and chatted with Zhao Ruijie.

Suddenly, the door bell rang. Sister Ji glanced at the screen of the access control system, and her face suddenly turned pale. She went to the kitchen and muttered, "Miss Tang, no good! Young master Shen is coming again!"

"What? Why is he here? He called this morning and I told him I wasn't at home!"

Tang Xintian's face also became very ugly. He lowered his voice and said, "you tell him I'm not in the villa, I'm shooting outside!"