Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 153 Song the Hunter and His Prey Xuexue, the British Team

Inside the living room, on the sofa.

Qin Yu'er's small hand was held by Song Zhong, but she seemed to feel that it was not appropriate in front of the two of them, so she quickly broke free.

Song Zhong also made a well-timed contact and then immediately parted ways. With Mu Ningxue still by his side, he had to take things one step at a time, even if he wanted more than what he had.

"By the way, Master, when are we going to rejoin the National Team?"

Mu Ningxue's belief in becoming stronger gradually solidified, and then she remembered the most important matter at hand.

"It'll be soon. The British team will be coming to the Shanghai National Pavilion to challenge us tomorrow. After we defeat them, we can head to Peru."

Song Zhong recalled the message Bai Dongwei from the National Pavilion had sent him and said softly.

"That's great!" Mu Ningxue cheered with joy upon hearing this.

Watching the two interacting intimately, a hint of envy flashed in Qin Yu'er's beautiful eyes.

Mu Ningxue naturally noticed her sister Qin's expression and gave Song Zhong an apologetic smile.

"Master, please excuse me for a moment. I'll take Sister Qin to choose a room first."

Mu Ningxue winked her beautiful eyes at Song Zhong, giving him a charming little expression.

"Okay, there are still many empty rooms on the third floor."

Song Zhong popped a piece of cantaloupe into his mouth and nodded to indicate that he understood immediately.

Mu Ningxue held Qin Yu'er's small hand, and the two women formed a beautiful sight as they quickly walked up the stairs.

From Song Zhong's perspective, both the larger and smaller versions of Mu Ningxue are top-tier choices in terms of figure, temperament, and appearance.

Looking at beautiful women can prolong life and is truly pleasing to the eye.

However, having seen so many domestic girls, he is now more eager to meet some foreign girls.

For example, the English Rose will be coming to Shanghai tomorrow.

The darling of the Victorian family – Grand Duchess Irene.

To wander in a magical world and savor the flavors of beautiful women—what a wonderful thing that would be!

After pondering the future, Song Zhong sat on the sofa and began meditating on the Soul Technique.

"At the extreme of the soul, one should guard the celestial spirit and absorb spiritual energy to forge the soul."

As Song Zhong murmured softly, a strange fluctuation subtly rippled through the surrounding space.

Strands of invisible energy slowly seeped out, and he gathered them together as if peeling away layers of silk, gradually refining them into his soul.

Song Zhong meditated until lunchtime, and after relieving himself, he continued to work tirelessly, forgetting to eat or sleep.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was evening.

Within the spiritual world.

The mysterious chaotic star system rippled slightly as Song Zhong guided the power of the Azure Serpent Three-Flower Pupil and poured it into it.

"Phew~"

"In another month, the Chaos System will also be able to break through to the Super Rank."

Looking at the slightly boiling chaotic star system, Song Zhong breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling great.

He slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a pair of deep blue beautiful eyes and that familiar snow-silver hair.

It was none other than the beautiful eldest disciple, Mu Ningxue.

"Xuexue, what's wrong?"

Song Zhong breathed in the faint fragrance of snow lotus emanating from Mu Ningxue, watching her lost in thought.

"Master, I heard from Jiang Shaoxu that you've been flirting with quite a few women lately~"

Mu Ningxue gracefully sat down next to Song Zhong and said in a soft, melancholy tone.

Song Zhong remained silent; silence was the essence of Cambridge tonight.

"Xinxia messaged me before she went to the Parthenon in Greece, asking me to keep an eye on you."

Mu Ningxue wasn't being jealous out of nowhere; she just used Ye Xinxia as a shield.

Song Zhong, "."

"So, Xuexue, what's going on?" Song Zhong asked, puzzled.

Xinxia said, "If you make sure your 'public grain' (a form of payment) is completely gone, you won't go out and philander."

A blush crept onto Mu Ningxue's face, and she whispered in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Song Zhong: "Huh?"

Before he could react, Mu Ningxue grabbed Song Zhong's hand and used her footwork to dash away.

Leaving behind a bluish-gray afterimage, Song Zhong and Mu Ningxue vanished from the sofa in an instant.

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The scene changes.

The two had arrived at Mu Ningxue's room, where the lights were just coming on and the floor-to-ceiling windows were open.

Under the jewel-blue starlight ambient lighting, one of the figures leaned against the wall and took a lunge.

The battle continued until the early hours of the morning before it finally came to a close.

The great war has ended, but everything has changed.

The Song hunter rode his once-in-a-century steed, expanding his territory and conquering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.

The moonlight, like a silver platter, spilled across the ground!

Hunter Song and his prey Xuexue were locked in a chase; she fled, he pursued, but she couldn't escape!

Whether by coincidence or not, Mu Ningxue's room was right next to Qin Yu'er's, and the soundproofing was excellent.

Tonight, some will be armed, some will lie prone, and some will be sleepless all night.

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The next day, early morning.

Song Zhong awoke from the gentle embrace of the ice-cold beauty, and looking at the golden sunlight streaming through the curtains, he felt great.

Spilled water can never be gathered up again; last night I met Hongxiu.

With a beautiful woman by his side, Song Zhong was very busy last night, constantly drawing on Mu Ningxue's blank sheet of paper.

Last night, Song Zhong lingered in places like the sofa, balcony, French windows, and bathroom.

"Eek~"

Mu Ningxue's sweet moans reached her ears, and a long, slender, snow-white arm emerged from under the covers.

With a "smack," it struck Song Zhong's broad chest, so weak and cool.

"Master, stop fooling around, let me rest for a while, sweet dreams~ So sleepy~"

Mu Ningxue felt extremely tired, and her rosy lips murmured somewhat indistinctly.

"Xuexue, wake up! The British team is visiting the Shanghai International Pavilion today, don't you want to go check them out?"

Looking at Mu Ningxue's innocent sleeping face, Song Zhong thought for a moment and opened the Immortal Herb Secret Realm - Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye.

He took out a piece of blue gelatinous substance, snapped his fingers, and ignited it with a strange flame.

"Clang!"

The sky-blue fragrance filled the air, and Mu Ningxue's previously slightly tired face relaxed, becoming rosy and radiant.

This is a precious tonic for replenishing blood and qi, a soul-nourishing incense!

"Master~ Can't you let me sleep a little longer? You're using Soul-Nourishing Incense again~"

Mu Ningxue's eyebrows twitched, and she opened her deep blue eyes with tender affection, saying coquettishly.

"Xuexue, you just need to go through the formalities before you can return to the National Team."

Song Zhong stared at Mu Ningxue's delicate collarbone and a section of her snow-white shoulder exposed to the air, which dazzled his eyes.

"Master, could you help me get dressed?"

"Okay, okay, is this a reward?"

Song Zhong quickly realized what was happening and began to help the somewhat sleepy Mu Ningxue change her clothes.

Since it was early in the morning, the early bird catches the worm.

It took Song Zhong more than half an hour to help Mu Ningxue change her clothes.

During this time, Mu Ningxue's face flushed red several times, and she touched things she should and shouldn't have touched again.

After the two finished washing up and had breakfast,

When Song Zhong carried Mu Ningxue and used teleportation to rush to the Shanghai National Pavilion, it was already 8:30 in the morning.

"Master, it's all your fault for taking so long."

Mu Ningxue wore a silver trench coat, her long, silver hair reaching her waist, paired with white-soled high boots, exuding a classic ice queen vibe.

"No way, isn't this perfect?"

Song Zhong held Mu Ningxue's small hand and walked into the gate of the National Pavilion, where they saw the challengers in the distance - the British team.

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