Not far away, many famous martial arts masters in the martial arts world are discussing fiercely about the future prospects of both the righteous and the demons.

Here, Jiang Ping held the girl, and the soft fragrance was in his arms, which was so comfortable.

As for the fact that I am still representing the official Zhao State.

Well, when they get off the meeting later, he will copy a report and hand it over.

No girl is more fun when watching a show or eating melons.

Especially after a long time not seeing each other, although Cheng Lin'er is still the same, she has grown up after ten years.

All the advantages I had not taken before would have to be compensated for this time.

In this regard, Jiang has never been a reserved person.

Some quiet and quiet pavilion.

Cheng Lin'er was held in Jiang Ping's arms, and opened his hand to make trouble with anger, and her face turned red again and again.

The Ergouzi in her mind seems to have grown up.

He didn't know these before.

Thinking of some adult health books mixed in those five hundred essay books, thinking of what might happen next.

While Cheng Lin'er was shy, she was also a little expectant.

After careful calculation, she was all a twenty-seven-year-old girl.

She could have married Jiang Ping ten years ago, and this matter was also approved by her father.

If no accidents happen, everything should be like the story in the story book.

By the way, I have to take the time to go back and see how my dad is?

She has been away from home for so many years, but I don’t know how much her father will care about her.

But she was trapped in the Changsun family for many years and could not escape. Otherwise, she would have gone back to find her Ergouzi as early as when she broke through to the Grandmaster.

In her memory, the martial arts master is already a very powerful figure.

Uncle Mo, the first sword in Qingyun, in her memory, is just this realm.

And her originally powerful father had not even reached the level of a master. She dared to say that she was stupid at the beginning. She wanted to laugh at her father after seeing him.

Although this level is only a third-rate in the Changsun family, even the sedan chairman who carried the sedan chair may not be able to beat.

While looking forward to future life, Cheng Lin'er talked about Jiang Ping about her experiences over the years.

"The back mountain was so dark at the beginning. You didn't come back, and my father didn't show up. I didn't dare to go out, so I kept going hungry.

When I was hungry, I thought about the Qiwei Soup you made for me. By the way, there are beggar chicken, osmanthus cake, crystal elbow, and…”

Cheng Lin'er pinched her fingers and started to sign up for the dish. As she said that, she even let out a simmer. Her saliva almost fell off, and then she started to smile foolishly.

"Hehe, this time I must have a big meal, and I will vomit!"

Cheng Lin'er clenched her fists, plucked her cheeks, and made a vicious oath.

"There are less than five fingers in the world who can make me cook."

Jiang Ping stretched out one hand, and exactly five fingers pointed at Cheng Lin'er and said:

"But you're lucky, it's exactly one of them."

"That's of course!"

Cheng Lin'er raised her head proudly.

Then he said bitterly:

"Later, I waited for you in the back mountain for a long time, but you never came back, so I..."

"I just wrote a whole wall of food diary. I've read it all. Your handwriting is ugly."

Jiang Ping smiled.

"It's not ugly!"

Cheng Lin'er's face turned red, and then she changed the topic directly:

"Later, the little teacher came back and said he wanted to take me away."

"Wait a minute, why did your little sister take you away?"

Jiang Ping said indifferently:

"Just like you, except for your appearance, a little bit of a perfect mind, and a silly head, what do you deserve to be valued by others?"

Cheng Lin'er thought about it and found that most of Jiang Ping was right. She didn't admit that she was stupid and stupid. She was obviously very smart.

"Anyway, the little master has a stone knife in his hand. The knife is transformed by Grandpa Dao Ling's sword intent. When he sees me, he will flap and shine.

My little teacher said that I was a phoenix life that was rare in a century and had a strange physique. I also said that my blood has magical effects and is very powerful.

Over the years, I survived by eating my blood and practicing the pill."

Cheng Lin'er's face was quite proud.

Jiang Ping's face changed, but his eyes became cold.

"They actually used your blood to refine pills?!"

"Ah? Yes."

Cheng Lin'er didn't see Jiang Ping's face and said happily:

"So my blood is so powerful, I didn't know before, and I'm obviously so bad at practicing martial arts."

"I was originally thinking that the Changsun family took care of you for so long and raised you to be fat and fat. I planned to thank you very much.

But they actually dare to take you to refine medicine. I must get this account back for you!"

Jiang Ping said quite domineeringly.

"Why should I get it back?"

Cheng Lin'er said strangely:

"They just take a little blood every month, not as good as mine..., ahem, that's the more.

And every time I take my blood, I will give me a lot of delicious food.

Later, I was transferred to Li Gongzi, and I learned a lot from them.

Mr. Li takes good care of me, and he helps me to settle the trouble every time I cause trouble.

Last time, a young master from the Changsun family wanted to bully me, but I broke my leg, and it was also the one who helped me solve it."

"..." Jiang Ping.

This seems to be a little different from the treatment of the alchemy tool he thought.

When he heard about using blood to refine pills, some evil methods popped up in his mind.

Why do you want to go to a small black room to feed pigs?

Use various drugs to proliferate, overdraw vitality, and then take its essence.

Anyway, I must have suffered a lot.

Why do you feel that Cheng Liner is quite happy?

But then I thought about it.

Jiang Ping felt that he could also accept this kind of life.

What is the difference between this and voluntary blood donation?

The difference is probably that Cheng Liner has a special blood type, so every time she has a super gift pack for her blood.

And ordinary people like them only cost 200 yuan for nutrition, or give a thermos.

"Ahem, I won't mention this for the time being."

Jiang Ping coughed twice and said embarrassedly:

"Anyway, they just can't let you go. Since you are back, the blood will not be allowed to flow out from today."

Cheng Lin'er shook her head and said seriously:

"That's not OK. Mr. Li is very nice to me, and Grandpa Dao Ling is also a good person. Without my blood, Mr. Li's illness will not be cured.

This girl travels around the world, repays her kindness and takes revenge.

I won't break his trust."

"And you can't beat Grandpa Dao Ling."

When Jiang Ping heard that he was looked down upon, he felt as if he was furious. He lit up his fists and said:

"I'm very powerful, okay? Have you seen it, my big fist."

"But……"
To be continued...