Reincarnation of the concubine of the apocalypse

Chapter 173

Ming Yuheng, who was leaning against the door with his hands folded, saw Long Qianjing's energetic appearance, turned his head and smiled lightly at Ming Yujin: "You still have a way."

Ming Yujin smiled: "That is, practice has proved that love education is more effective than stick education!"

In the practice room, Long Qianjing ran the lap in the morning and waited for a long time after breakfast, but he didn't see his strong master come to report.

I can only review the basic skills I practiced yesterday.

Then poked his head and looked towards the gate of the courtyard frequently.

When he got a little impatient and was about to close his hands and look for someone.

Finally, it was time for someone to come in.

The one who just came in was not Master Dali, but a handsome man of indistinguishable age, wearing a black gauze hat with a treasure cover and white cotton clothes.

Long Qianjing stopped what he was doing, and looked at the person with doubts: "Who are you?"

The visitor cupped his hands and said, "His Royal Highness Jin An, I, Guigu, Anping County Lord, please come and teach me for a few days."

"Where's Yueqing?"

"Miss Yueqing has something important to do. The Anping county magistrate ordered that if His Royal Highness King Jing has any questions, you can go to her and ask her."

As soon as he heard that he was going to ask that horrible and lecherous stinky girl, Long Qianjing immediately stopped talking.

just.

He looked Guigu up and down, and was very disgusted: "Seeing how weak you are, I'm afraid you can't pass three tricks under this king's hands, right? Why do you teach me?"

There was a warm and polite smile on Guigu's face, "Then how about I ask His Royal Highness King Jing for advice?"

This neither salty nor bland appearance is the most able to arouse people's warlike heart.

And Long Qianjing was the most impulsive temper. Hearing this, he snorted heavily.

With a step of the left foot, the qi sinks into the dantian, the right hand forms a fist and retracts, and the left hand forms a palm and pushes forward, releasing the hostility.

Shout out, "Come on!"

But half of the word Lai is stuck in my throat, and there is only an afterimage left in front of my eyes.

Long Qianjing looked at the cirrus clouds slowly unfurling in the blue sky, and didn't come back to his senses for a while.

Why did he fall to the ground?
Isn't it a competition?

Until a clear face blocked the white clouds and appeared backwards in his field of vision.

Only then did he realize that he lost?

This king hasn't even made a move yet!
Facts have proved that Long Qianjing not only judges people by their appearance, but also has a thick skin.

Seeing him standing up and jumping up, he cleared his throat and said forcefully, "Then what, just now this king was careless and underestimated the enemy, this king is usually very strong!"

After consciously saving some face, he said in a generous way, "However, judging by your appearance, you can be regarded as a bit capable, so I will reluctantly allow you to teach for a few days."

Guigu had a very good temperament, he cupped his hands slightly, and smiled warmly like a spring breeze, "Thank you His Royal Highness King Jing for your appreciation, then let's start."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and walked to the door first.

Long Qianjing called out to him in confusion, "Where are you going, don't we still want to practice martial arts?"

Guigu paused, turned his head slightly, and still had that warm smile, "I'm here to teach His Royal Highness King Jing's poems and songs."

Long Qianjing. Have a laugh!

Didn't this king fall in vain!

Outside the practice room, Ming Yujin was still a little surprised. She had her eyes fixed on him just now, but she didn't know how Guigu made the move.

He just felt that Long Qianjing was knocked down before he could finish blinking his eyes.

Well, Long Qianjing was so weak at first.

Only a flower stand can fool people.

Ming Yujin rubbed her chin with her elbow.

It seems that the hearing this time is based on a little bit of reasoning.

When Guanshi Mu told her about the rumors about Ghost Valley yesterday.

She also scoffed a little.

Unexpectedly, I really picked up a treasure.

"Compared with your martial arts, who is better?"

"Single martial arts, regardless of superiority, compared to the whole, I am better."

But isn't what I'm asking about martial arts?

Ming Yujin looked suspiciously at the cold but confident Yitian.

Ask for advice with an open mind, "What is the whole?"

Yi Tian glanced lightly, "I am young, but he is old."

Ming Yujin really wanted to complain, but she looked younger than you.

But when I think of my purse that bleeds at every turn.

Ming Yujin died down.

However, I don't know how the ghost valley is maintained. I heard that it has passed its forty years.

Why is his skin still tender, like a [-]-year-old kid.

I have to ask for advice another day, to see if I can make myself more beautiful.

Her fourth brother is so good-looking, she can't afford to look too bad, can she?

See Long Qianjing's problem solved.

Ming Yujin turned around and went to the next door.

Shallow peach blossoms are on the shore of the water, gently flying red dots on the clothes.

Birds of five colors sing on the branches, and the spring breeze blows, bringing out a rain of falling flowers.

Concubine Rong didn't apply makeup, her long black hair was tied up with a jasper hairpin, and she was only wearing a very simple lavender spring dress.

But even such a simple dress couldn't hide even a trace of her beauty.

At this time, she was leaning on the rosewood armchair by the lotus pond, half lying and half sitting, sipping tea, reading a book, and chuckling lightly when she read something interesting.

The laughter is melodious and sweet, like a stream of clear springs to purify people's minds.

Raising one's hand and throwing one's foot, it is full of indescribable elegance.

Jian Jia Cang Cang, white dew is frost.

The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side.

I'm afraid that even this song "Jian Jia" can't fully describe Concubine Rong's three-point color.

Ming Yujin was simply dazzled.

At the same time, thousands of little sheep galloped past my heart.

Mud horse, how did the ancient people maintain it?

It doesn't matter whether it's the Jiang family or Guigu, let alone this magnificent concubine Rong.

Properly, they are all representatives of reverse growth.

It's more than eight hundred streets away from those gods and goddesses who rely on collagen and hyaluronic acid to become frozen-age youthful faces in later generations.

Didn't you see that even the few koi in the lotus pond are acting cute?
As if rehearsing for thousands of times, koi fish lined up and jumped out of the water in an orderly manner. After drawing a coquettish arc in midair, the light pink belly that was exposed stood out, and then He plunged into the water again, watching with the half-exposed head of the red fruit.

Over and over again with endless enjoyment.

It's obvious that even Yu'er is lustful, begging for mercy from beauties.

Ming Yujin felt that he was too weak to be a fish or a wild goose.

You don't need to do anything, just sit by the water, and the fish will automatically come to the door to beg for slaughter. This is the true beauty of the country!
That's right!

Ming Yujin looked at the beautiful scenery like a carp leaping over a dragon's gate.

What I was thinking in my heart was that this fish jumped so vigorously.

The grilled fish must be more tender and delicious.

Thinking about it, the stomach is a wriggling, gurgling sound.

When Concubine Rong heard the voice, she turned around with a smile and joked, "You have a strong belly, and you can sing."

"Hey," Ming Yujin rubbed her belly in embarrassment.

Seeing that the little girl was always looking at the koi in the lake, she still looked salivating.

Concubine Rong half propped up her body and shielded the book in her hand towards Ming Yujin, "Don't even think about eating these koi, they make me very happy, I will bring them back to the palace when the time comes. "

Since all the beauties have said so.

Ming Yujin had no choice but to stop thinking about committing crimes.

I looked around and saw no one around, so I asked, "Where are Aheng and Yueqing?"

"Ah Heng left earlier."

"As for that maid of yours, she looks like a wooden stake. I feel that this is not interesting, so I asked her to step down first."

Ming Yujin could only smile in embarrassment, Yueqing's temper was like that, and she was also deeply hurt by it.

Concubine Rong put down the book in her hand, moved her body to free up half of the chair, and waved to Ming Yujin, "Come and sit down and talk."

(End of this chapter)