Martial Arts Master Chapter 61: Master Nephew
Chapter 61, Nephew, Master
Chapter 61, Nephew, Master
After checking the four bottles of original liquor from Ningshui Daqu, Lou Cheng carried his suitcase and boarding pass, and followed the signs to the security check area. Fastest update
Because Yan Ke helped to book the ticket, she was accustomed to naturally choosing first class, so she didn't need to wait for the long line. After a short wait, she completed the security check through the VIP channel and found the corresponding airline In the VIP lounge, I had a free buffet.
As soon as the boarding time was approaching, Lou Cheng did not hear the news of the delay. He secretly praised his character who flew on the plane for the first time, showed off to classmate Ke Xiaoke, and then left the VIP room and boarded without having to line up. Up the plane.
This is a medium-sized airliner. The seats in the first-class business class are not essentially different from those in the economy class. It is also more spacious. The first two have four seats in a row, two on the left and two on the left and six in the latter.
Lou Cheng found his position based on the information on the boarding pass, stuffed the backpack into the luggage rack, sat down by the window, and looked at the hot sun outside.
To be honest, the news that the Lord revealed last night made myself a little nervous, and I couldn’t help thinking about it. Although this is just an episode, it’s just an inconspicuous wave. Become real, but what if you meet a madman?
I have read many intensively and understand very well that this kind of murder has nothing to do with the level of martial arts. It is properly arranged and planned. Children without the power to bind the chicken can kill the adult man. There are strong people in the Dan and Waigang. There is a family business, which belongs to the middle and upper classes of society. It is true that it is not guilty to take risks for money, but what about other people?
I'm not afraid of sniping. It is impossible to prevent poisoning. If the taste is wrong, I must spit it out immediately. Can't bear it? There were also bombs, car accidents, accidents... Lou Cheng thought enclave, unknowingly waiting for the passengers in the next seat, waiting for the taxiing of the plane, waiting for the end of the traffic control, and waiting for the sky. Of climbing.
According to Dipan Literature, a certain country’s intelligence organization is best at killing people with a plane crash, so it’s the least easy to leave the tail of their hands... With a tight heart, Lou Cheng hurriedly suppressed this idea and took a deep breath. Visualize the image of condensing water into ice, and begin to recall Coach Yan’s guidance:
Things will not be too exaggerated. At any rate, they belong to the same sect. There are still elders pressed by them, and the country is watching. Until you die or live, there are limits to struggle;
The purchase of 30 million heads is very strange. According to my reasoning, it should be someone deliberately frightening or disturbing the situation. There will be no follow-up;
You don’t need to think too much, do it as normal, do it in accordance with the truth, and leave the rest to your master, trusting the experience and ability of your elders.
Coach Yan is really a rational girl who is good at analysis... Lou Cheng felt the turbulence of the plane due to the airflow, looked out the window again, and was immediately shocked by the beautiful scenery at the sky.
Under the plane is an endless sea of clouds. The "white snow" piles up mountains, waves, and weird shapes, while the scorching sun is shining in the distance, and everything is golden.
Tiangong Wonderland, nothing more than that!
Two and a half hours later, the flight landed on time at Shanggao Airport in Wuyue Province, Lou Cheng let go of his last worry.
At a high altitude, if something happens, you can do something limited. I really can’t help it. Once I’m down to earth, I don’t dare to say that my life is involuntary, but I can also be a soldier to block water and soil!
It’s no wonder that some martial arts masters don’t like to fly, and are willing to take trains and ships no matter how far away. The master of "Martial Saint" Qian Donglou, who teaches Wuguang Daoist of the Shang Qing sect, is one of the most famous.
Not long after landing, Lou Cheng turned on his phone and sent Yan Ke a message of safe arrival. Then he got off the plane, brought the four bottles of wine, and came to the airport reception hall with his luggage.
With a glance, he suddenly saw a sign saying "Xing Sheng Lou Cheng", staring at it, and found that it was a young girl holding it.
The girl is about 1.7 meters tall and wears big sunglasses that cover half of her face. She has a pretty nose and plump lips. Her hair hangs straight, jet black and shiny. She is wearing a light-colored T-shirt and a white knee-length skirt. With both legs bare, stepping on a pair of sandals, attracting the peeping sight of many men around.
Don't look at those legs that are white and tender. From the girl's vigor to a certain degree of blood, Lou Cheng can judge that it is not a problem to kick one or two heads with these legs.
The welcoming guest of the sect? As the thoughts turned, he walked over, and the girl also noticed his existence from what he had just looked at. She was taken aback for a moment, then happily waved her right hand, and shouted in a delicate voice:
"Little Master! Loucheng Little Master!"
"Are you?" Lou Cheng came to her and asked cautiously.
The girl didn’t take off her sunglasses, her lips were outlined with a smile: “Your nephew, cute and beautiful nephew, I happened to be inside the door, and I heard that the little uncle was coming, so she volunteered to pick it up. You, let's go to the parking lot and talk. My name is Mo Jingting. You can call me Jingjingting and Jingting."
Mo Jingting? Why is this name familiar? Lou Cheng is someone who has seen a little fairy acting like a baby. How could he be dizzy by a few words of Wu Nong's soft words. He picked up the phone and smiled and said, "I'll tell my master."
"Okay." Mo Jingting put away the sign and stood gracefully, still not taking the big sunglasses from her face.
"Hey, Master, I'm here. A nephew named Mo Jingting will pick me up at the airport." Lou Cheng asked for instructions.
Old man Shi chuckled lightly: "This little girl is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Let her pick me up by the way. Forget it, you give her the phone, the old man I will tell her myself."
"Sure." Lou Cheng handed the phone to Mo Jingting.
"Hmm... well... Don't worry, Uncle Master, we will come right now..." Mo Jingting hung up the phone for a while and returned the phone to Lou Cheng.
Seeing that Master had confirmed that Lou Cheng followed her to the parking lot. Along the way, the girl was very cheerful and outgoing. She kept asking questions, as if she was going to pick up all the old things of the little uncle.
Lou Cheng responded cautiously, not too enthusiastically.
In a q7, Mo Jingting finally took off the big sunglasses, revealing Zhang Yixiyi's face.
Her eyebrows are thick and dark but not ugly. Instead, they have a somewhat delicate smell. Her eyes seem to be a little out of focus by nature. Everyone is confused and affectionate.
Lou Cheng took a wary look, and suddenly understood why he was familiar with the name Mo Jingting!
I heard her song last night!
She is a hot star in recent years. She is an actress and has released two albums. She is about twenty-two years old. She is a woman who has a lot of yy in boys’ dormitory talks. She is Lao Qiu. And the dream lover of the beast next door.
She turned out to be my nephew?
Damn, she is obviously a few years older than me, so why is she embarrassed to be cute in front of me?
Aware of Lou Cheng's surprise, Mo Jingting fastened her seat belt familiarly, and said with a smile: "Little Shishu recognizes me? I don't want the most youthful and beautiful years to fight in the ring, plus there are some in the door Luzi, I went to be a martial arts actor. I had a concert the day before yesterday. I had a few days off. I came back to play. But when I met the teacher, you have to formally apprentice your teacher. When I was curious, I took the initiative to invite you. , Help me adjust the rear-view mirror, go up a little bit, a little bit outside, after that, oops, let me do it myself."
She unfastened her seat belt, leaned over the building, stretched out her hand to adjust the rearview mirror of the co-pilot, and the faint smell of perfume penetrated into the end of Lou Cheng's nose.
From this angle, Lou Cheng can see the beautiful and moving scenery as long as he lowers his head.
Lou Cheng leaned back, tilted his head up, his eyes were not squinted, and he was still digesting the matter of a star.
But the celebrity is not as good-looking as my classmate Ke Xiaoke... He has tender eyebrows and a hidden smile.
When Mo Jingting adjusted the rearview mirror, fastened the seat belt again, started the car, Lou Cheng took the initiative to speak:
"Master, Master Nephew, what is our sect called?"
"Uncle Master never told you about it?" Mo Jingting asked in surprise.
"No..." Lou Cheng answered truthfully.
Mo Jingting couldn't help but laughed twice: "Little Shishu, how do you feel that you were abducted into the sect? Shishuzu is too irresponsible! Don't talk about anything!"
"Our sect is called Ice Shenzong, and I respected the "Ice Queen" who created the "Ice Soul Magic Technique" more than a thousand years ago as the founder of the school~IndoMTL.com~ In fact, hundreds of years ago, Yang Chenghui from Wu Yue The fragments of "Ice Soul Divine Art" really have our sect. More than a hundred years ago, in order to complete this ice faculty, we united with Haiximen, Hanjia Sect, and Dinghaizong to establish Wu Yuehui, which became At that time, the top powers, the inheritance only lacked a type of Bingbu **** and the fragments of the'Dead Division'."
Speaking of this, Mo Jingting glanced at Lou Cheng, biting her lip slightly:
"Little Master, if you have heard any bad rumors these days, don’t be convinced that Haiximen, Han's Sect, and Dinghaizong don’t want our Ice Shenzong to be stable, and it’s best to cause some internal strife. However."
Is it the result of these sects to buy 30 million heads? To provoke the internal conflict of the Ice God Sect? Lou Chengruo thought, and he pondered and said: "Wu Yuehui is also not harmonious inside?"
While speaking, he quickly sent a message to Yan Ke, and shared with a dumbfounded expression:
"Mo Jingting was the one who came to pick me up! The one who sang the "Waiting for the Wind"! She turned out to be my nephew!"
"She...! Orange, you are a disciple of the Ice God Sect..." Yan Ke quickly replied.
Mo Jingting looked ahead and sighed: “We have four Waigangs from the two generations of the Ice God Sect, and Wu Yuehui is the dominant position, but three of the four Waigangs are getting older, all The generation of the uncles and the others, in this generation, only Sister Yuejian supports the front, with Huang Ke of Haiximen pressing in front, and the clown of Ding Haizong chasing after them. They do not want to destroy the alliance, but hope to change the current situation ."
Huang Ke of Haiximen... Lou Cheng whispered this name. Of course he knows this strong man who often watches top professional games.
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