Chapter 108: 30% is enough
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The Strongest Crossing of Great Realms
- Qingtongxia
- 1456 characters
- 2021-03-01 09:20:51
The reason why this happens is because Ning Yingyin and Zhao Minyi Ruo Er's realm of power is too far apart, and they are far from looking at Xiangbei!
Sleeping at midnight, Ning Yueyin still bowed.
In the early morning of the second day, Ning Yingyin was as transparent as anyone. The three of them never looked at them, let alone ignored them.
After eating the early tea, Ye Zhenfang returned to his seat and sat, watching the shape of his eyes trembling, shaking constantly, but insisting that he should not let himself fall.
Ye Zhen finally spoke, calmly saying "this help can help."
Persistence finally came to fruition, and Ning Yueyin was overjoyed, and she had to get up subconsciously, but a sudden aching pain in her lower back, but the whole person fell to the ground with a bang.
Ning Yanyin didn't care, looked up at Ye Zhen, afraid that what he heard was an illusion, and wanted to get affirmation from Ye Zhen again.
However, Ye Zhen waved his hand to put down two photos on the table, and whispered, "But you need to do one thing first. If you do, Ye will help you."
Ning Minyin supported the seat and struggled to get up, saying "Some seniors, please say, Minyin can definitely do it!"
Ye Zhen looked at the two photos on the desktop and said, "Take these two photos and get two ID cards. The name is behind them. It's done. The benefits are indispensable."
Ning Minyin heard that he picked up the photo and turned it over. The person on the photo is the most beautiful woman I have seen in the past two days.
However, when he saw the name on the back of the photo, Ning Minyin froze and blurted out "Zhao Min, Zhou Yiruo?"
Seeing Ye Zhen didn't answer, Ning Yiyin thought to himself that although it is outrageous to have an ID card based on photos and names only, it can still be done with the contacts of the Huaxia Martial Arts Association and the head of Wudang faction. of.
Holding a photo, he gave Ye Zhen a gift. Ning Minyin sounded clear and said, "Senior Ye wait, in three days, Yin Yin will visit again!"
Ye Zhen smiled and nodded, it was considered a drop-off. If the ID card of the second daughter could be obtained, the second daughter would have a legal identity in modern society.
It's just a hand to help with this little thing, not to mention, Ye Zhen didn't want this thing inherited from China to die out completely.
However, as soon as Ning Yingyin left, she said that she would pack the entire library, and the girl named Lin Qingyu pierced her head.
After blinking twice, he captured Ye Zhen's figure, squeezed into the hall, and was curious, "What's the situation with curator Ye, why did you open the door so early today, unlike your style?"
Ye Zhen didn't care about Lin Qingyu, and he smiled for himself. For some time, the two were already familiar.
He also found out Ye Zhen's temperament, and also concluded that "the curator of this leaflet is a person with a cold face and a cold heart, with very few words, but with a good temperament, elegant and indifferent, and extremely attractive."
Thinking of temperament, Lin Qingyu found that the curator Ye in front of him, in addition to the past elegant and indifferent, had an unpredictable power. Just sitting and reading a book made others dare not disturb him.
Although she was curious in her heart, Lin Qingyu didn't ask because she knew that even if she asked, she could not get the answer, so why bother with herself.
Just opening the door early today, Lin Qingyu, who loves ancient literature very much, is still very happy. Then he ran to the collection area and looked around. The ancient books seemed to be a lot more.
"I don't know where these books came from. Although the covers are new, each one is a solitary one!"
After thinking about it, I found out the unfinished ancient book and sat quietly in the corner.
Until the night was approaching, he persisted, but the door was not closed, and a touch of white shadow quickly walked in, and came straight to Ye Zhen.
The cowhide envelope was put on the table by a pair of unarmed hands. Ning Lingyin didn't speak, but he breathed slightly, his face was covered with fine fragrant sweat, and even the long hair on the shoulders was a bit messy.
Ye Zhen put down the ancient book in his hand, and swiped his finger across the center of the envelope, and the cowhide envelope was immediately divided into two halves.
Unconsciously scratched his palm with his fingertips, it is difficult to think about how sharp a person's fingertips can be before he can open a leather envelope.
Even if you use a knife, you have to waste some effort. If you can't figure it out, Ning Yunyin attributed this scene to the predecessor of Ye Ye, and practiced a little meditation.
After reading two ID cards, there are indeed chips inside, not the kind of fake IDs found at the bottom of the street bridge.
He nodded slightly, put away his ID card, Ye Zhenjing stared at the breathless Ning Yanyin, his mouth slightly tilted, and said, "Very well, it can be done so quickly, no matter what the reason, you have paid attention to it."
Ning Yunyin showed a smile and said, "Yinyin is only for the help of Senior Ye. As long as Senior Ye comes to power, even if it does not mean that we can do Wudang, it is better to defeat the three Sanda Kings."
Upon hearing that, Ye Zhen chuckled slightly and shook his head slightly, saying "I won't come to power."
As soon as this remark came out, Ning Minyin's face changed slightly, and for a while, he said, "Ye ... Ye senior, you ... you ... how do you ...".
Ye Zhen slowly got up, took care of himself and left. When he turned to the corner, he whispered "You follow me."
Ning Yueyin's face was a bit ugly, but after thinking about it, she kept up.
When I saw the vine frame, it was tightly connected to the top floor, leaving only a piece of sky in the middle, but it was a little stunned because the layout of the top floor, in addition to a wooden table and three wooden chairs, was paved with black and white stones. Tai Chi diagram.
Ye Zhen stood in the sun of Tai Chi, and Chao Ning's tone whispered "Come here."
Ning Yueyin stepped forward, wondering, "What do seniors want?"
Ye Zhen said indifferently, "I will not participate in the so-called contest, but it does not mean that I cannot let you win."
Ning Yueyin froze, her eyes full of puzzlement and self-deprecation, helpless smile, and said, "Senior means to let Yanyue go to the stage to compete with that guy?"
Ye Zhen nodded "Yes!"
Ning Yingyin nibbled her teeth gently and said, "Yueyin is not afraid to lose, but Sheyin can't afford to lose. Since the seniors promised Yeyin before, why should they suddenly regret it?"
Ye Zhen shook his head slightly and said, "From now on, I will teach you a simplified set of Tai Chi Kung Fu. As long as you can learn 30%, it is absolutely nothing to deal with that Sanda boxing champion."
He heard Ye Zhen teach himself Tai Chi, and Yue Yin felt a joy, but suddenly realized that far away can't hydrolyze near thirst. Now he must learn boxing, it must be too late.
However, Ye Zhen swept his footsteps, raised his right hand slightly, motioned for the sound to attack.
Wu Yin gritted his teeth and said, "I have worked so hard, and I can't afford it. Today I will try this senior Ye. If it is really an expert, I will recognize it. If it is only a liar, she will tell Ye Zhen to deceive Wulin Consequences of being a man! "
Want to stop, Ning Yanyin also started to attack Ye Zhen.
After approaching, Sushou's hand was eager towards Ye Zhen's neck, but Ye Zhen's left hand flickered, and the strange strength flashed away, and he broke the blow.
And this blow was only a half-practice of the false sound, and the left hand vigorously slaps the palm of Ye Zhenxin's mouth.
However, Ye Zhen came with a cloud in his right hand, followed by a first-come, intersects with the left palm of Wu Yin, and drew a circle with his left hand.
In response, Wu Yin found that with a vigorous palm, his palms did not know when he turned inward, facing him.
Ye Zhen touched the back of Yan Yin with his right hand, but the left palm of Yan Yin accelerated rapidly, a palm printed on his shoulder.
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