: 417. Conflict

(One more)
"Yang Ming, do you think I look good in this dress?"
Ning Rongrong walked out of the changing wardrobe in a clothing store that specially designed clothes for the Soul Master, which made Yang Ming bright.
This store deserves to be a clothing store specifically for the soul master. The tailor-made pink and white dress outlines Ning Rongrong's slim figure to be placed. The design of the off-shoulder shows the snowy skin. From V A small and cute clavicle looms at the neckline of the glyph, as well as a gradual bulging great shore.
Under the skirt of the pleated pattern, a pair of round and slender beautiful legs walked unsteadily back and forth, black mesh stockings spread to the knees, and red shoes squeaked footsteps on the ground, accompanied by the scent of fragrance, Ning Rongrong Pounced into Yang Ming's arms, arms around Yang Ming's neck, blushing like peach blossoms, coquettishly said:
"Why don't you talk, you just say it looks good."
Yang Ming wiped the cold sweat on his forehead secretly. He found for the first time that shopping with girls turned out to be such a horrible thing.
This is not the first time Ning Rongrong has said this. Yang Ming was still full of praise at first. He did not blink his eyes when he paid, but he could walk for a few hours, walking from West Street to East Street, and then East Street. Back, Yang Ming had no idea how much clothes he bought for Ning Rongrong.
However, the consumption of Wuhun City is not low. The minimum starting point of these costumes for Soul Masters is 100 gold soul coins. Ning Rongrong's vision has always been very good. Naturally, he will not put low-end goods in his eyes. clothes.
After this series, Yang Ming was really spending money like running water. Tens of thousands of gold soul coins disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his wallet shrank by nearly half.
But with Ning Rongrong's eyes looking forward, Yang Ming still stubbornly said:
"good looking."
With a bang, Ning Rongrong kissed Yang Ming's cheek, turned around with joy, and said softly to the waiter:
"Give me three more clothes of this kind!"
Yang Ming looked black.
Having said that, but seeing Ning Rongrong rarely be so happy, Yang Ming is still happy to accompany her crazy.
Life is alive, trying hard to make money, trying to make money, not just to be happy.
Although Yang Ming gave most of the funds to the Prince Xuexing to help operate the Biantianbang Base Camp, the money in his hand is not much, but it is not a problem to buy Ning Rongrong a few more bags... probably.
Seeing Ning Rongrong heading to the next store, Yang Ming thought a little uncertainly.
Yang Ming sent the clothes and packaging bought by Ning Rongrong to Youhai Najie for storage. When he walked out of the store, he saw a ragged middle-aged man walking towards them.
At the moment of seeing Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong, the middle-aged man's eyes gleamed, and his feet accelerated a bit.
Due to the last black man attack, Yang Ming had a strong sense of crisis. Even when he was shopping with Ning Rongrong, the nerves in his mind were always stretched with a string, and he knew that the other party was 100 meters in length and one in grass. Be extremely alert.
As soon as he noticed that someone was quickly approaching this side, Yang Ming thought at first that someone was trying to conspiracy, and immediately turned around, his soul was implicit in his hand, and once something really happened, the mysterious sword would immediately appear in his palm.
But when he saw the familiar face of the person coming, Yang Ming asked hesitantly:
"Are you... a master?"
The master did not come to Wuhun City with Yang Ming and other people in a carriage. Instead, he left the big team alone and did not know where he went. This led to this time, Liu Erlong has been in a state similar to menopause Like a female tyrannosaurus, his temper is not ordinary irritable.
At this time, after several days, only a few weeks, Yang Ming could not recognize the master.
Without him, this middle-aged man in front of him is really miserable.
The clothes were as dirty and ragged as a beggar, opening numerous holes, vaguely able to see a body that had not bathed for several days, exuding a very bad smell, because of his bad smell , Actually attracted a flies hovering buzzing overhead.
Originally neatly arranged hair was messy like a chicken nest, greasy, dust tangled into buttery hair color, a pair of eyes seemed to be beaten swollen, leaving a thick bruise, like an enlarged and bold version of panda eyes, The stiff nose bridge was almost distorted, and the nosebleed kept flowing. The original thin lips also turned into a sausage lip. When opening, you can see the teeth missing several incisors. The sound of the wind is barely audible. Know what he is saying:
"Yang Ming...save me..."
Yang Ming's expression moved slightly, first to prevent the master from continuing to speak.
Most of the injuries suffered by the master now are skin trauma, that is, the people who beat him are very decent, but only let him be ugly in public, but did not cause him any fatal injuries.
Yang Ming took out an Guqin from Youhai Najie. Under ten slender fingers, the long-lost forgetful song played slowly and beautifully. The quiet and peaceful tunes were endless and audible. Afterwards, I felt quite relaxed and happy.
Even the pedestrians passing by have slowed down their paces, with a look of intoxication, and appreciate this tune quite.
With the passing of the soul, a vibrant green light shone on the master, causing the wounds on his body to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye and return to the original appearance.
As for the incisors that were knocked off, Yang Ming could only say sorry. This came from the ability of the king Cai Wenji, but he was unable to inlay him with incisors.
When a forgetful song fell, the pedestrians all around saw their expressions, and sparse applause sounded.
Yang Ming nodded to them, then looked at the master and asked:
"Master, who are you being bullied by?"
The master looked weird for a while, it seemed to be a little inexplicable, his lips quivered slightly, he wanted to say something, but at last he turned into a sigh and shook his head:
"Sinner!"
Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong: "???
For a while ~EbookFREE.me~ The soul of gossip burned in the hearts of the two, and they all wanted to know what happened to the master.
It was at this time that a rather arrogant voice that scorned the heroes of the world from far and near.
"Yu Xiaogang, you actually came here. It really made me find it better. Come and come, and let my grandpa beat you."
Hearing the words, the master suddenly turned black, recalling the nightmare-like encounters of these days, he was trembling with rage.
Yang Ming looked back suddenly, but saw a young man with black hair and black eyes dressed in Wuhundian costume, striding forward with no one in sight, walking towards this side with extraordinary spirit.
When he saw Ning Rongrong beside Yang Ming, the young boy burst into a gleam in front of his eyes. It was like the pig Bajie saw the beauty, and the saliva almost came out.
"Ning Rongrong? My wife is here?"