Super Golden Eye

Through the golden eye, Fang Yang clearly saw that Fang Guangming's body's Zhen Qi movement route was indeed the same as his own. It's just a slight deviation, which seems to be caused by incomplete cultivation techniques and improper cultivation.

If you really become this Patriarch, you have to prepare a complete exercise for others, right? If you want to practice with peace of mind, you must have enough spirit stones, right? Where do these things come from?

Fang Guangming waited there for a long time, and didn't hear Fang Yang's reply. He couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: "Brother Fang, I don't know what you mean..."

Fang Yang considered it again and again, and slowly said: "This matter cannot be easily concluded, and now is not the time to talk about it.

After we go back, I will go to your place and make a decision. What do you think? "

Unexpectedly, he couldn't move Fang Yang even if he promised to let him become a monk. The sense of loss on Fang Guangming's face was very obvious.

Fortunately, Fang Yang didn't close the door completely, and there seemed to be a glimmer of hope. Fang Guangming reluctantly squeezed out a smile: "In this case, then I will wait for your call."

The two separated, Fang Yang returned to the original position and found that only Song Mengting was sitting there alone, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Isn't it boring to sit here? Why not play?"

Song Mengting was originally boring and counted the melon seeds in the plate. When Fang Yang came back, she laughed happily: "It's all these things, there is nothing fun."

Fang Yang looked at the time: "Would you like to go back and rest for a while? I'm also a little tired."

In fact, Fang Yang is not tired, but he doesn't like this kind of place. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he does not want to mix with these people.

Song Mengting stood up: "Okay, let's go back to the room."

Called the waiter, reported their names, and immediately led them to the door of a luxurious guest room: "Mr. Fang, this is your room."

Fang Yang gave him a 10,000 yuan bargaining chip, and pointed to Song Mengting next to him: "Okay, please take this Miss Song to the room again."

The waiter was taken aback for a moment, and said in confusion, "Mr. Fang, on the registration book, you and Miss Song are in the same room!"

Fang Yang and Song Mengting shouted at the same time: "Huh? A room?!" The difference is that Fang Yang is more surprised, while Song Mengting is somewhat...surprise!

"Please wait a moment, let me confirm again."

The waiter was also worried that it was his own mistake. After hurriedly using the walkie-talkie to confirm with the reception desk, Fang Yang said, "Mr. Fang, it is true that you and Ms. Song have only one room."

Fang Yang rubbed his nose: "Then what, you show me, if there is any other empty room, arrange another one."

The waiter said apologetically: "I'm sorry, all the rooms on the ship have been booked by the owner, and there is no room available. But this kind of top-level rooms have two bedrooms."

Song Mengting said pitifully next to him: "Fang Yang, why do you hate being with me so much?"

Fang Yang said quickly: "It's not that, don't get me wrong..."

Song Mengting interrupted him: "Since you don't hate me, then just come in. Anyway, there are two bedrooms, one for each person, and I'm afraid you won't succeed if I eat?"

Seeing Song Mengting walk into the guest room, Fang Yang didn't want outsiders to watch the jokes, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and followed.

After the door was closed, the waiter walked quickly to the corner of the passage, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, and whispered: "Hello? Hey? The person you said has already returned to the room. What you gave me is also Everything is done. That money... well, good."

Putting away the phone, the waiter looked around and left quickly.

He Zhongwei put the phone away and said to Mr. Mo, “Mr. Mo, the couple of dogs and men have already returned to the room. When will they start?”

Sitting next to Mr. Mo were two petite beauties from the East, and they couldn't help lowering and lowering their hands: "What anxiously. It will take at least half an hour to get results. It's too late."

Although He Zhongwei had a fire in his heart, he could only laugh with him: "Mo Lao is right, I am too impatient."

Old Mo embraced the two beauties and walked to the bedroom inside: "What I promised you, I will definitely do it for you, I will be happy first, hahaha."

The door of the bedroom was closed, and soon I could faintly hear the sound of ecstasy coming from inside. He Zhongwei whispered: "I am immortal, one day, I will let you die on a woman's belly!"

No matter how he curses, there is no other way. Seeing Li Muhua who was already drunk on the sofa, He Zhongwei felt distressed.

"Hua, let's go inside and sleep well." He Zhongwei leaned over and gently hugged Li Muhua into the other bedroom. Soon, there were faintly indescribable voices!

"What smells so fragrant?" Fang Yang walked into the room and immediately smelled a very strange fragrance. Very light and very special.

"The high-end guest rooms all have their own special fragrances. Don't be so fussy, as if Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden."

After speaking, Song Mengting entered the room. Soon, he heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom, and Fang Yang's mind instantly made up for the situation inside.

"Bah, baah ~ emptiness is color, and color is emptiness, don't look at or listen to evil!" While restoring your heart, check the room carefully to see if there are any bugs or the like.

After the inspection, there was nothing unusual except for the extremely faint fragrance. Fang Yang didn't even think about it. He sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and made a random channel.

Twenty minutes later, Song Mengting was wearing a bathrobe, wiping her hair, and sat down beside Fang Yang: "Fang Yang, you said Li Muhua and He Zhongwei, would you retaliate against us?"

When Fang Yang turned his head, he immediately saw a piece of white snow and a faint virgin body fragrance in his nose. He immediately reacted. He quickly sat down and replied casually: "Come here, I will be afraid of them?"

Song Mengting didn't even notice Fang Yang's strangeness: "That's how it is said, but it's easy to hide with a spear, and it's hard to guard against a secret arrow. It's always good to be careful."

"En, I see." Fang Yang paused: "By the way, how's the situation with Hailanpao? Shouldn't you be over there?"

A trace of sadness appeared on Song Mengting's face, and she put down the towel in her hand: "I'm sorry, something happened at home. I'm breaking up now, and I have to come back and guard my father's foundation."

Fang Yang asked, "Song Zixing? Or Song Ziling?"

Song Mengting replied: "Both of them. However, Song Ziling's support is relatively high and the actual scope of control is large. Song Zixing is only stubbornly stubborn with her, in fact, it is completely disadvantaged.

Now they are fighting for the right to control the Asia-Pacific region. No matter who can control it, he can completely suppress the other party.

But the Asia-Pacific region is managed by my father, and I will never let it become a tool for others to fight for power! "

Fang Yang applauded and exclaimed: "I am ambitious! But if you were given the opportunity to be promoted to the new chairman of the Song Group, would you still think so?"

"I will refuse!"

Song Mengting replied very simply: "Except for the property left by my father, even if it is a golden mountain and silver mountain for me, I will not take a second look. I know my abilities best."

Fang Yang had dealt with Song Zixing and Song Ziling, and had some understanding of the personalities of these two people, so he couldn't help but remind:

"Meng Ting, after you go back, you will stay in Jiangbei. It will be safer to stay with Shen Tong and others."