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After hanging up the phone, Wu Hong immediately told Ouyang Jingyao about the matter.After pondering for a while, Ouyang Jingyao joked: "You plan to visit in two days, I'm afraid the other party will think you are taking Joe." Immediately glanced at Wu Hong, and found that he didn't care. Surprised and said: "You can't really take Joe?"

Wu Hong curled his lips and said, "I just feel like we're trying to curry favor with each other, and I'm a little upset~"

Ouyang Jingyao praised softly, not worrying but happily: "Hong, I am very pleased that you have such an idea. I can also understand you. Under the situation in Sudan at that time, the share of Tanlas Oilfield was yours. Deserved rewards. But now we are in the country, if you want to make a big career, you will inevitably have to intersect with the officialdom."

Seeing Wu Hong smacking his lips, his face softened a little, Ouyang Jingyao straightened the hair around her ears, and said while the iron was hot: "Fortunately, Gao Xiangmin has always had a good reputation, so let's treat it as an equal cooperation, just in terms of attitude. Just be more enthusiastic. I will take advantage of these two days to contact Yanjing and make necessary preparations."

Leaving this matter to Ouyang Jingyao, Wu Hong is naturally relieved.What's more, he has thought a lot about this invisible vortex in the capital during this time.Let you be a dragon's pond and a tiger's lair, I can still break through!This state of mind suddenly returned to the calmness and fearlessness when he first entered Beijing, and it echoed Gao Xiangmin's aura invisibly.

After setting the schedule for going to Beijing, only Leng Xinmeng's strange illness still needs to be dealt with in Yannan.

Fortunately, after the formations were withdrawn from the two townhouses, it took nearly five days in a row.Leng Xinmeng's strange illness has never recurred again, which basically confirms Wu Hong's deduction.So in Bingqing Pavilion, after Wu Hong told the truth about this judgment, he immediately gave two possible treatment options.

The first plan is very simple. It is to remove the special decoration around the villa, let Leng Xinmeng live in an ordinary environment, prolong the period of strange diseases as much as possible, and reduce the number of strange diseases.However, Wu Hong went on to point out that such a method is only a temporary solution.rather than cure the root cause.With the ups and downs of Leng Xinmeng's physical condition.The strange disease still has the possibility of recurrence.

The second solution is a tentative solution, but it is currently limited to the stage of theoretical analysis, and Wu Hong is not fully sure about the actual effect.So when he brought it up.Leng Qinglian immediately said in doubt:

"You let Xin Meng practice with you. Can this work?"

The reason why Leng Xinmeng suffers from frequent headaches is the strange disease.In the final analysis, her physical fitness is relatively weak, and she cannot bear the huge memory of a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.If someone guides her into the path of cultivation, use martial arts to gradually transform her body.Strengthening her physique will not only cure her strange disease fundamentally, but may one day turn that huge memory into treasure.

In this way, if one day, Wu Hong is lucky enough to enter the legendary realm of self-cultivation, it is equivalent to having an extra living map around him.

Wu Hong explained with a smile: "Sister Lian, everyone can practice cultivation. It's just that different understandings lead to different achievements. For Xin Meng, as long as she has a little progress in martial arts, she may be able to Get rid of strange diseases fundamentally."

Fan Yunbing couldn't help but look forward to saying: "Hong, you said that if we all practice with you, will we be able to stay young forever?"

Leng Qinglian gouged out Fan Yunbing's eyes strangely, thinking that birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of nature, how can one wish for such a beautiful thing as eternal youth?But rationality is rational, and Leng Qinglian also has such extravagant hopes in terms of sensibility.After all, the two of them are five or six years older than Wu Hong. As they grow older, the sense of crisis as a woman will only become stronger.

Wu Hong patted Fan Yunbing's nipples appreciatively and said, "Sister Bing's idea is not outlandish. At least you know that regular exercise can maintain youthful vitality for a long time. This practice is the same, although it can't achieve eternal youth. At least it can delay aging and maintain a youthful state for a long time."

Leng Xinmeng said with longing: "If I can enter the Wuya Valley in that world, find the witch's treasure, and then delve into the "Taishang Dan Jing". At that time, I will give each of you a Peiyuan Pill, and directly It will bring you two sisters back to the age of 20. Hey, maybe I don’t have to worry about my strange disease.”

Having received the witch's memory inheritance, Leng Xinmeng became very interested in the Danjing Dao.So she has always been not interested in Wu Hong's martial arts training. Now it seems that if she wants to cure the strange disease, there seems to be no other way except intensive martial arts.

Leng Qinglian dispelled everyone's fantasy about eternal youth, and returned to Xinmeng's topic: "But you are going to Yanjing tomorrow, and you are usually so busy, how do you have time to teach Xinmeng how to practice?"

Wu Hong waved his hand and said, "As long as Xin Meng is willing, this matter is naturally not a problem."

Having been in a vegetable state for three years, Leng Xinmeng's temperament is full of radical attitudes that exceed ordinary people's attitude towards strange diseases.Although she is unwilling to practice martial arts in her bones, compared to passively enduring the torment and troubles of strange diseases, martial arts cultivation is not so difficult to accept.

So a plan was made that night. Although Leng Qinglian was worried, she agreed with her sister's decision.After simply packing his luggage, Wu Hong led Leng Xinmeng out of the Linhu Villa.

The r350 shuttles between the feasting and feasting, getting farther and farther away from the lakeside villa.I haven't been separated from my sister for a long time, and after leaving, I won't be able to see each other for three months.Leng Xinmeng looked back, her heart was full of deep reluctance.

After a long time, she calmed down and asked lightly, "Where are you taking me?"

"When you arrive, you will know."

Not long after, the r350 parked steadily downstairs in the grand ceremony in the cloud.Wu Hong went upstairs with Leng Xinmeng, who followed suit, and went straight to the presidential suite.

The doorbell rang, and there were light footsteps inside.Wu Hong sensed that the other party glanced through the viewing port, and then happily opened the door.

"Wu Sang, it's you!"

Wu Hong stepped into the room, and Fukada Hui, who was wearing kawaii pajamas, noticed that there was a pure and beautiful girl behind him: "Are you Miss Leng?"

Leng Xinmeng naturally recognized this popular Asian girl from Japan, and after being slightly surprised, she said coldly, "Are you his lover too?"

No wonder Leng Xinmeng had such doubts.Firstly, Wu Hong did have a heart-rending history of flirting with each other, and secondly, everything the two of them met could not escape her observation, and it was definitely an extremely familiar relationship.

Shen Tianhui repeatedly waved his hands and said: "Miss Leng, you misunderstood, Wu Sang is both a teacher and a friend to me. I am very grateful to him, but our relationship is innocent, please don't tarnish Wu Sang like this."

Leng Xinmeng had a suspicious look on her face, and that expression clearly said: "Young man, you pretend to be like..."

Wu Hong's voice came from inside and said, "Okay. Don't guess at the door. Come in and I'll tell you the answer."

The second daughter returned to the living room of the suite, and Fukada Huishu stood aside, while Leng Xinmeng threw away her backpack and sat on the sofa.

"Xin Meng. I'll just say these words once. Ms. Fukada is worthy of her reputation in the entertainment industry. You will understand when you get along with her day and night in the future. Between me and Ms. Fukada, from the previous confrontation, to now we are both teachers and teachers. Friends. There is no ulterior motive in your mind."

Leng Xinmeng snorted and said: "Then you brought me here, do you want her to guide me to practice cultivation? Could it be that making movies and releasing records is also a kind of cultivation?"

"You are watching!" Wu Hong gave Fukada Megumi a look, and suddenly, Fukada Megumi kicked dozens of legs in the living room one after another, punching nearly a hundred times!The majestic wind is blowing, which makes people feel shuddering.

Leng Xinmeng was stunned immediately, she really didn't expect that the quiet and gentle national girl just now turned into a martial arts master in the blink of an eye, with extraordinary momentum!

"Miss Fukada's martial arts cultivation is much stronger than that of Brother Guan. She used to be one of the members of the killer group that ranked second in the ace killer list, and now she has broken through the acquired martial arts and entered the innate realm of martial arts."

Leng Xinmeng swallowed her saliva, as if digesting the unimaginable fact.Neither Wu Hong nor Fukada Hui spoke, waiting for her response.

"The cooperation between Ms. Fukada and Creative was at your behest?" Leng Xinmeng was silent for a long time, but she asked such a question.

Wu Hong grunted and said, "This is all her own decision and has nothing to do with me."

"Hmph~" Leng Xinmeng rolled his eyes at him, and his tone was self-explanatory.

Wu Hong coughed, and then told Fukada Hui: "I will give you three months, and you are responsible for leading her into the gate of martial arts. It's okay to suffer, but you have to pay attention to her strange headache. If you get sick, you have to do what I tell you to do."

As he spoke, Wu Hong told Shen Tianhui how to relieve Leng Xinmeng's strange headache and gave her a few brand new gold needles.

Watching Wu Hongyuan go, Fukada Megumi returned to the suite, bowed slightly to Leng Xinmeng and said, "Miss Leng, please prepare, we will leave for Dongying Hokkaido tomorrow. Your introduction to martial arts will start there, please take care of me."

Leng Xinmeng said vigilantly, "Why do you want to go to Japan?"

Fukada Hui said indifferently: "I'm sorry, I have no comment. If you insist on an answer, you will naturally understand after three months."

After returning to Bingqing Pavilion, Wu Hongdun felt a lot cleaner.The Four Elephant Lost Formation has been activated again, even if he is not in the villa, he is much more assured of the safety of the second daughter.

On the comfortable brocade quilt, Leng Qinglian was muttering something in a few words, but Wu Hong didn't listen.If it were any man, lying between two very tempting beauties, he would still be dreaming.

This is the second time that the three of them shared the same bed. Nothing happened last time, and Wu Hong left a lot of regrets in his heart.This time, his small thoughts had already come to life.It's just that Leng Qinglian was still worried about his sister's affairs, which made him feel helpless for a while.

Fan Yunbing blinked mischievously at him with her beautiful eyes, and the two of them instantly connected.Wu Hong fell into a deep sleep, snoring slightly.Fan Yunbing pretended to roll over him lightly, and moved to Leng Qinglian's side and said, "Hey, Qinglian, your lace bra is really good, let me see~"

Leng Qinglian immediately hugged her chest and said speechlessly: "Yun Bing, can you stop being such a rascal, Wu Hong is still here!"

"Oh, it's okay, he fell asleep early, take it off and let me see through~"

Wu Hong closed his eyes, and couldn't help imagining the blood-boiling scene, but for the great plan of sleeping together, he had to lie there motionless, waiting patiently for Leng Qinglian to walk into Fan Yunbing step by step. The designed trap... (to be continued...)