"Oh, is that?"

Huang Rong's expression still did not change much.

Wang Dong continued: "When he was seventeen or eighteen years old, he had almost picked all the famous swordsmen in the world, and by the time he was twenty years old, he was almost invincible in the world."

Huang Rong finally changed her color.

She looked back in surprise in the direction of the boss's mansion. Even though she noticed that the man was unusual, she really didn't expect that he was so extraordinary.

She seemed to hear a rumbling sound coming from that direction, like a rolling thunder, coming in a fierce manner.

But Wang Dong knew that Xie Xiaofeng had already fought with Lei Zhentian!

A joke flashed across his face, and Xie Xiaofeng would probably be shocked.

After his previous fight with Lei Zhentian, even if Lei Zhentian did not make up for the flaws in the "A String of Whip Magical Art", he would definitely prevent it in advance. Xie Xiaofeng wanted to use the method of using force to easily break Lei Zhentian's martial arts.

However, although this made Xie Xiaofeng feel a little tricky, it still could not change the ending of Lei Zhentian's defeat.

Defeat is death!

A master like Lei Zhentian who has reached the pinnacle of external skills has become a master of the previous generation. If such a person is corpse and no one can restrain him, it would be a bit regretful, so Wang Dong had to pay him a coffin.

After sending out the coffin, Zhang Laoliu carried the coffin to restrain Lei Zhentian's bones. Wang Dong and Huang Rong walked into the busy market and entered a restaurant.

He ordered all the special dishes in the restaurant and ordered another pot of good wine. Wang Dong ate every dish with a bite, then sighed, took a glass of wine and filled it with a glass of wine, just to drink.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this dish?" Huang Rong said in confusion.

"There is no problem with the food, I have a problem." Wang Dong looked at Huang Rong and said, "How can I still eat this kind of thing after trying Miss Huang's cooking skills?"

Huang Rong laughed. Her slender jade hand was pressed on the table, supporting her face as smooth as white jade: "If you want me to cook for you, you can ask me, maybe I will agree."

Wang Dong stretched out his two fingers to pick up the wine glass, slowly drank it all, and slowly filled another cup for himself. His expression was very leisurely, and his movements were extremely comfortable, as if he was inadvertently saying: "I have obtained a kind of martial arts..."

Huang Rong curled her lips, as if she was quite disdainful: "Even if my father's martial arts are not as good as you, they are still profound and profound. I can't finish it in my whole life, so I don't need to be greedy for other martial arts."

Huang Rong is lively and loves to play and play, and is not very interested in martial arts. She just wants to protect herself and never puts much effort into martial arts.

She begged Hong Qigong at the beginning just to ask Guo Jing for his next unique skill.

Wang Dong sighed and said regretfully: "My martial arts is called Xiao Wuxianggong. After I have completed it, I can not only use this skill to promote it and simulate various martial arts, but also make my youth permanent. My face is not old. Even when I reach the age of seventy or eighty, I still look like an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl. Alas! I originally wanted to pass it on to Miss Huang, but since Miss Huang doesn't care, then give up!"

After hearing this, Huang Rong had not felt too intimate, she kicked the table out!

Even so, her pair of beautiful eyes as starry and moon were still staring at Wang Dong, her cheeks were bulging high, and she looked at him angrily.

Who among the women in the world doesn’t care about their appearance?

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she cares about her beauty. Xiao Wuxianggong can simulate and promote various martial arts. This is amazing. Once it spreads to the world, it can quickly cause huge waves!

But Huang Rong didn't care, she only heard the next two sentences.

Youth is forever, and your face is never old!

He glared at Wang Dong with hatred for a while. Seeing that the other party had no intention of letting go, he was still drinking leisurely. Huang Rong finally slapped the table in anger and shouted: "Shopkeeper!"

"Here you come! What are the instructions for the girl?"

The shopkeeper came up quickly, Huang Rong stood up angrily, and gave Wang Dong a fierce look with her eyes. Then she said, "Take me to the kitchen. I want to cook myself. You can buy some ingredients for me, and I will do this and that..."

As the shopkeeper retreated together, when he was about to go down the stairs, Huang Rong turned around and glared at Wang Dong: "I'll eat you to death!"

"Ruyi Demon, Great Freedom Dharma."

Wang Dong watched Huang Rong leave, and the spiritual light of the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows disappeared. Then an invisible and tangible thought wrapped around Huang Rong. As long as Huang Rong had a slight accident, he could sense it within twenty miles.

This is unimaginable to ordinary people, but it is actually just a wonderful use of the soul. The more martial arts reach a higher level, the closer they are to the immortals and gods.

Perhaps one day one can surpass the heavens and reach the highest level, and you can really be proud of the world and stay in the world and become an immortal.

Moreover, if Wang Dong uses the power of the bronze gate, his spiritual sense can even cross two realms, that would be an incredible state.

Wang Dong was located on the third floor of the restaurant. There were originally some sparse drinkers, but in just a while, everyone seemed to be full of interest and left the table one by one.

Soon, the entire third-floor restaurant appeared empty.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a gentle and beautiful female voice and said quietly: "Young Master, this little Wuxianggong, I really want to learn it!"

"Didn't you call me a senior in the previous episode? Why did you change your name this time?"

The visitor was Murong Qiudi.

She was wearing a soft silk robe of pure black, and the skirt was dotted with tiny gems as crumbled as sesame, like stars shining in the night sky.

Murong Qiudi is pitch black and thick, and her silky smooth hair is spread on her shoulders, like an elf slowly walking out of the deep night sky, giving people unlimited space for imagination.

Huang Rong is already a beauty that is rare in the world, but Murong Qiudi is not inferior to her, but her charm is even more than half a piece of cake.

There was a bit of a girlish naughty look between her eyebrows, and a charm that the young Huang Rong could not achieve.

Even with Wang Dong's eyes, he had to admit that this woman was so charming to the core, and her noble status as a god, it was enough to arouse the desire for conquest of any man in the world.

"I was rude the last time. How could I call you senior at such a young age?"

Murong Qiudi held the skirt in both hands, bowed her, and the luster flowed in her beautiful eyes, and a hint of resentment in her tone: "The girl just now is such a peerless beauty. Even I was attracted for a while and could not move my eyes. It's no wonder that the young master forgot the old man when he has a new man."

But Murong Qiudi thought to himself that Wang Dong had become famous all over the world fifty years ago, and his appearance remains unchanged. Could it be that he has practiced the little Wuxianggong?

The thoughts in his mind were turning rapidly, and Murong Qiudi said again: "Young Master calls me over this time, but I don't know what instructions do you have?"

"I originally had something to ask for your help."

Wang Dong looked at Murong Qiudi, suddenly stretched out his hand and took her into his arms.

"But now, if I talk about other things, wouldn't it be a big deal? Now I just want you to drink with me."

Wang Dong hugged Murong Qiudi in his arms, and immediately felt that under her wide pure black silk robe, there was a flawless and fiery hot inside.

He immediately put his arms around Murong Qiudi, picked up her delicate body, sat on his lap, took a glass of wine from the table with the other hand, but did not swallow it into his stomach, but put it in his mouth.

Wang Dong lowered his head and held Murong Qiudi's cherry lips, which were as beautiful as rose petals, and the wine in his mouth passed by while his lips and tongue were entangled.

Murong Qiudi has a delicate face and a hot body. Although she came here this time to intentionally tempt her, she has only experienced Xie Xiaofeng in her life. When she really reached this point, with her deep and calmness of the Heavenly Lord, she was still a little at a loss at this time.

She was tempted, but Wang Dong was deliberately indulging. Seeing this, she smiled slightly and directly activated the Great Freedom Method, disturbing Murong Qiudi's mind. Soon, Murong Qiudi was already confused and fell into this clever net. She leaned down with a bright white jade hand and released the "undescribable" place.
Chapter completed!