The Cold President's Best Master

The Jiangjia mansion covers an area of more than 2000 square meters, with lush vegetation and many kinds of fruits and trees. It makes the villa lush, as if it were in the forest. In fact, the Jiangjia villa is located in the center of Jiangcheng City, which is an inch of land and gold. It is on the hillside of a mountain near Jiangcheng Central Park. Having such a large villa here not only shows the wealth of the Jiangjia family, It also highlights the transcendent status of the Jiang family.

As the Jiangjia mansion is located on the hillside of the middle of the mountain, the foundation here was not leveled, so the foundation was leveled during the construction of the house, and a platform was built manually to carry the building. From a safety point of view, the artificial platform must be reinforced with reinforced concrete, so it is difficult for outsiders to sneak into the hospital through underground geotechnical operation. The wall of the house is more than three meters high, which is difficult for ordinary people to climb. Even if you enter, it is still under the artificial platform, and the bodyguard is condescending, so it is easy to find the intruder.

In addition, the monitoring equipment of the Jiang family has been networked with the Jiangcheng police and the security company. When the bodyguard knows about any intrusion, the Jiangcheng police and the security company will know immediately. Even if the Jiang family doesn't call the police, the police will send out support immediately.

Lu Chong had inspected the house before, found several security loopholes and ordered the security company to make up quickly. Now the Jiang family mansion is as solid as gold, and Jiang Xueqing is very safe here.

The only hidden danger comes from the inside. Fang Jiacheng, Jiang Haotian's adopted son, doesn't know whether Fang Jiacheng found his performance that night unbearable. Now he has found an excuse to travel again and didn't go back to Jiang's mansion.

Lu Chong was sitting on the bench. The golden sunshine came in through the cracks of the leaves and scattered on him.

The bright and warm sunshine could not drive away the haze in Lu Chong's heart. He lay decadent on the bench, closed his eyes and was very disappointed.

He can't help but be disappointed. If he can't find the key, he can't open the black iron lock. He can't get the eighth secret collection of dragon defense. He can't practice the eighth secret. He can't have any intimate behavior with women. Even if his feelings with Jiang Xueqing, Wu Qingfang, Lin Xiaoyu, Tang Tiantian, Lin Yujing and others progress, he will be stuck in this step, His Yang Qi is accumulating more and more, and is becoming more and more prosperous. If he can't vent, his body will have big problems sooner or later, and even go crazy.

But where is the key? Master said he gave it to me, but he never gave himself anything like a key!

He worked hard and couldn't think of anything. Finally, he was tired and wanted to close his eyes and lie down for a while.

Jiang Xueqing looked at him from a distance and didn't come forward to comfort him, because she was also very disappointed. Lu Chong couldn't cultivate the eighth weight and would always maintain her current state with herself. Although she wasn't ready to marry Lu Chong now, she still liked children very much and wanted to have a child with Lu Chong, but Lu Chong didn't dare to break her body now, Their feelings can only be stuck here.

Lu Chong closed his eyes and was ready to sleep and forget his troubles, but he always felt that there was a bright thing in front of him, shaking his eyes and making him uneasy.

He immediately felt very upset. He opened his eyes and looked down. There was a bright thing hanging on his chest.

Wu Qingfang didn't give him this piece of dragon blood grass amber.

It turned out that Lu Chong hung the dragon blood grass amber given to him by Wu Qingfang on his chest, but the dragon blood grass was the most Yang thing. Even in the amber, it still affected him. His Yang Qi was very prosperous. If it was amplified by the dragon blood grass, he was afraid that he would be unable to bear it before he practiced the eighth dragon control mental skill, and what happened with women would lead to the loss of his previous achievements, So Lu Chong put the dragon blood grass amber somewhere else first.

Later, he hung the black crystal stone left by his master around his neck. It was a relic handed over to his master by director Wang when Lu Chong had just returned to Jiangcheng to worship his master.

This black spar is very strange. It looks a bit like black crystal, but it is not as clear as black crystal. If you keep staring at it, sometimes you will have a strange trance feeling. This spar seems to contain magical energy. What this energy is, what it can do and how to get it are not mentioned in master's letter.

Lu Chong hung the black crystal stone around his neck. On the one hand, it was a memory of his master. On the other hand, it was like taking a look at the secret contained in this black crystal stone. It was a bit like the Golden Lion King Xie Xun taking a look at the Dragon killing sword.

The sun shone down from the treetops on the black spar. Strangely, the sunlight could not be transmitted, but was reflected back by the black spar. The brilliant sunlight was reflected on Lu Chong's eyes, which made him a little upset.

Lu Chong quickly sat up, blocked the bright sunshine with his body, held the black crystal stone in his hand and looked over and over.

He was a little confused. Why did master keep such a thing that was neither good-looking nor useful?

He put the black crystal stone in your hand and felt it. He always felt that the shape of the crystal stone was a little strange. It was completely different from the shape of ordinary crystal, but it gave Lu Chong an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It seemed that he had seen it somewhere.

Moreover, the black crystal stone is too small, just like the blue tears Lu Chong gave Jiang Xueqing yesterday.

He suddenly thought that the shape of the lock cylinder of the black iron lock in the box just now was a little similar to the black spar. Then think about the lock cylinder of the lock, the shape was very strange, and it couldn't be opened with the usual key... Would you like to try without this black spar?

Lu Chong has no other way now. He can only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor and put this black crystal stone in the lock for an interview. Maybe the blind cat can meet the dead mouse.

Thinking of this, Lu Chong summoned up his last glimmer of hope and walked into the house.

With a dignified mood, Lu Chong trembled in his left hand, picked up the dark wooden box, firmly held the dark and shiny black iron lock, took the black spar from his neck with his right hand, pointed the black spar at the keyhole, repeatedly corrected the angle, took a long time, finally found a suitable angle and inserted the black spar, It turned out that the black spar was completely consistent with the keyhole!

Lu Chong pressed hard again, and the small black spar completely fell into the keyhole. Then he heard a crisp sound, and the black iron lock was divided into two.

It's really a good thing!

Jiang Xueqing has been watching nervously just now. Now she wants to cry with joy when she sees that the black iron lock is divided into two!

Lu Chong took a long breath. He didn't have time to cry with joy. He stuffed the black spar in his arms. He always felt that the black spar must contain magical power, not a key.