The playful queen falls from the sky

Chapter 192 Your Place Is Too Shabby
"Do you know that with your current listless look, there are two words clearly written on your face, 'sad'."

Ling Yumo laughed with a 'puchi', "Master, why are you making fun of me like this?"

"I'm not making fun of you, what I said is the truth."

"Then master, if you come here today, who will teach your students?"

Master is a martial arts teacher, well, although he is a little older, he is still a top-notch master in the martial arts world.

"It's a holiday! Nothing is as important as my precious apprentice. Today I came here specially to take you out for a stroll.

To prevent you from thinking wildly at home all day, you will get sick even if you are not sick. "

"Master, can I say no?" Ling Yumo said in a business-like tone.

Where is she in the mood to go out now, all her thoughts are on finding someone.

"Girl, you haven't seen me, master, for so long, and now I'm here to see you, can't you agree to me, master, just for such a request?"

When the words fell, he made an extremely aggrieved expression.

Ling Yumo couldn't laugh or cry, this master sometimes has a child's heart, like an old urchin.

"Okay, I promise Master it will be."

Ling Yumo had no choice but to agree.

She looked at an ancient house in front of her and sighed.

On the way, Master told her that an old friend of his had just returned from abroad today.

Also a talent proficient in martial arts.

Not only that, but he used to be a monk who lived all over the world.

Master said that he wanted his old friend to untie her, and stop thinking about nothing all day long.

Originally, Ling Yumo didn't intend to come, but she agreed to the master again, and because she heard that he had traveled around the world before, maybe he also knew the Master Fakong.

Thinking of this, Ling Yumo followed Wen Tianyu to a simple place on the outskirts of the city with a glimmer of hope in his arms.

"Go, girl, go in with Master."

Wen Tianyu pulled Ling Yumo and walked towards the house.

Stepping into the house, I saw an old man playing chess with his back to them. Hearing a voice, he said, "Here you are?"

Wen Tianyu sat down on the side seat with a smile, picked up the celadon teapot on the guest table, and said with some disdain: "I said, brother, your place is too shabby.

What age is this, and you still play with these old antiques?Why don't you order something fresh? "

(End of this chapter)