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In the darkness.

Two cars were parked in front of the gate of the yard where Wang Cheng lived.

The two friends Zhang Shaoyun found did not dare to speak, so he hurriedly got out of the car to help carry things, and moved a few boxes containing the best jade and jade into it.

Wang Cheng held Yang Qingyu with one hand and walked out of the car slowly, and held the best jade with the cathode produced yang in the other hand. A warm feeling flowed through the blood vessels of his palms, soothing the irritable tiger in his heart, and calming the restless qi and blood in his body, and his expression was no longer so domineering and cold.

Yang Qingyu glanced at the dark night and said, "I'll cook some food for you. I haven't eaten tonight yet."

Wang Cheng nodded, agreed, and then gently released Yang Qingyu's hand, helped Yang Qingyu rub the blood on his palm, and activated the qi and blood. He let go when he saw that Yang Qingyu's hand had returned to blood.

He knew that his strength was bursting out uncontrollably just now, and Yang Qingyu was a little unbearable, but this Jiangnan woman didn't say a word, as if it had never happened.

"Does it hurt?"

Wang Cheng looked at Yang Qingyu and asked softly, a hint of gentleness overflowing from his amber eyes.

Yang Qingyu shook her head gently with her eyes, stretched out her fingers, feeling much better, and smiled and said, "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

Wang Cheng suppressed the force of his palm and slowly lifted it up. He gently put a strand of hair in Yang Qingyu's ear and put it behind his ear, and said softly: "I'm sorry."

Yang Qingyu shook his head again, his face turned red, and glanced at Zhang Shaoyun who was still beside him, his head lowered and said, "I'll go cook."

After saying that, Yang Qingyu walked into the yard with a brisk pace and went to the kitchen in a panic.

Zhang Shaoyun shook his head and was envious again, and then he knew that he had become a light bulb. After quickly moving all the things in, he reported to Wang Cheng, the master standing at the door, who was facing their backs, and said: "Master. All the things have been moved in."

The amber color in Wang Cheng's eyes gradually faded and he said, "I understand, you guys go in, don't worry about me. I have something to do."

Zhang Shaoyun curiously followed the master's gaze and looked at the dark night, but could not see anything. He immediately did not dare to ask, knowing that the master now was like a tiger, which seemed quiet, but he didn't know when it would hurt people. So he agreed and called his two friends to walk in.

Then, Wang Cheng slowly took steps and came step by step to a pavilion on the edge of the middle square. There was already a figure standing here, a figure hidden in the black and integrated with the night. If ordinary people did not walk in front of them, they would not be able to see this figure at all.

If Wang Cheng had not been very sensitive to breath, he might not have been able to find this figure. And this figure seemed to be waiting for Wang Cheng.

bass!

When Wang Cheng walked in, a crisp sound of gold and iron attack suddenly sounded, and at the same time, a dazzling white light appeared, breaking the black monopoly, and the light was directed towards Wang Cheng.

What a sharp aura, what a sharp and domineering aura!

The amber color in Wang Cheng's eyes was once again rich. Facing the sharp white light that pierced the darkness, he did not dodge at all, and stood still and let the light hit him.

When the white light came to Wang Cheng in an instant, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and his two fingers were so wonderful that they clamped the white light into his two fingers.

This white light was a sharp blade with a sharp edge on one side and no one on the other. It was a knife. The tip of the knife was only one foot away from Wang Chengmei.

call……

Wang Cheng's movements did not stop, and he pinched the blade, then suddenly bullied his body and rushed into the front of the black shadow. The other hand pinched the other person's neck and lifted it up directly. The other person's resistance was very weak.

She is very light and she is a woman!

Wang Cheng frowned slightly, and the thoughtful look flashed in his amber eyes. Then he thought of a figure and asked in a deep voice: "Are you Dongxingyue?"

In the darkness, a pair of hands struggled slightly, grabbed Wang Cheng's wrist, his eyes flashed with halo, and he said with difficulty: "You really want to kill me?"

The amber color of Wang Cheng's eyes faded, and the force in his hand disappeared, so he let it go.

Dong Xingyue immediately fell to the ground, coughed rapidly, breathing rapidly, and the blade in her hand was also unsteady. She looked at Wang Cheng fiercely and said in a deep voice: "Wang Cheng, you are so cruel."

Wang Cheng looked at him without showing any weakness and frowned and said, "You come here to attack me, and I am already showing mercy if I don't kill you."

Dong Xingyue snorted coldly, and looked directly at Wang Cheng. He took off his black veil in front of Wang Cheng, revealing his cool face, and said in a cold voice: "Wang Cheng, you don't understand what I mean, do you? I, Dong Xingyue, have never taken the initiative to contact a man since I was a child."

Wang Cheng frowned even more. Looking at Dong Xingyue's eyes, he didn't dare to look at him for a moment. He looked away and said in a deep voice: "I don't understand what you mean. My master and your master Iga Changsheng are the greatest enemies of life and death, and you and me should be enemies."

Dong Xingyue saw that Wang Cheng didn't dare to look at him, a smile spilled out of the corner of her mouth, and a glimmer suddenly burst out from her cold face, as if the blooming lilies illuminated the night sky. She stepped forward, approached Wang Cheng a little, raised her voice a little, and said, "Do you hate me because of my master?"

Wang Cheng thought about it in his heart. Because of Dongxingwu's initial relationship, he did not have much emotion towards Dongxingyue. It was just because of Iga Changsheng's existence that he instinctively regarded him as an enemy, and nodded immediately and said, "Yes, you should be the enemy between you and me."

"Then I kill my master, will you like me?"

Dong Xingyue spoke again, looking at Wang Cheng's eyes tightly with her eyes tightly, and a smile restrained on her cold face, full of expectations at this time.

Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I have a fiancée."

Dong Xingyue immediately said coldly: "Then I will kill her too."

"impossible!"

Wang Cheng's aura burst out, looking at Dong Xingyue like a tiger, shouting in a deep voice: "You dare."

Dongxingyue saw Wang Cheng's attitude was extremely serious and strong, without any possibility of compromise, and he said reluctantly: "Then I agree with her existence, I will be with her."

Wang Cheng felt a hint of absurdity, and immediately shook his head, looked at Dongxingyue, and said seriously: "Dongxingyue, it is impossible between you and me. I have a fiancée, which is one of them; secondly, you are the closed disciple of Iga Changsheng after all. Even if you kill Iga Changsheng and deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, you will not be able to change this fact; thirdly, you are Japanese and I am Chinese. Therefore, I advise you not to have such thoughts anymore, and I will look down on you for nothing."

Dong Xingyue was stunned. Her eyes were a little dull, her face was pale, her lips as thin as a cicada wing were trembling, completely different from her usual aloofness, as if she had been abandoned by someone.

It made Wang Cheng's true intention soften, as if he had done something that was harmful to the world.

"Then, then I won't be a Japanese anymore, can I do it?"

Dong Xingyue whispered, her voice soft and her eyes were filled with a hint of prayer.

Wang Cheng sighed. Last time he was in Donghai City, he realized that Dongxingyue had a different attitude towards him, but he didn't think about it too much.

Shake your head!

Wang Cheng didn't say anything, and he had already said what he should say, so he simply turned around and left without dragging on the mud.

Dong Xingyue's body trembled, took a step forward, stomped her feet suddenly, and then she shot out like an arrow from the string, and the blade in her hand swung out again. The blade whistled with a sharp roar, and the sequential breath reduced the temperature of the surrounding air a little.

Wang Cheng felt danger in Dong Xingyue's hand for the first time, and immediately turned his body and poked out his tiger claws with both hands. A tiger roar was raised gently, and then his left and right claws intertwined and grabbed towards the blade.

However, Dongxingyue's blade at this time was completely different from when she took action just now, and it was more sharp and more agile. The blade was erratic and flexible, and her figure was also very flexible. When she stepped on her steps, she floated from Wang Cheng to behind her in a blink of an eye, and the blade stabbed Wang Cheng's neck again.

Wang Cheng frowned immediately and knew that this was Dong Xingyue's strength, no less weak than Heiliangying. Before, this Japanese woman had hidden some of her strength when facing her. She thought she could defeat me, so she showed mercy?

Thinking of this, Wang Cheng was not very happy, but instead became angry. He instantly turned around and grabbed the blade without dodging.

His palms have undergone several qi and blood tempering, especially the dragon and elephant boxing and the reverse qi and blood tempering, and the effect is even more amazing. Now it is definitely not much weaker than those horizontal masters who specialize in practicing palms, and they are even stronger in terms of qi and blood. This is the horror of the internal horizontal kung fu.

Moreover, Dongxingyue's sword is definitely not a famous Japanese sword like Heira Sakura's sword Tianyun, and the threat to Wang Cheng is limited.

The most important thing is that the knife is a single edge.

So, Wang Cheng's palm roared and came first, and he grabbed Dong Xingyue's sword from the back of the knife. A huge force exploded, and he snatched the blade from his hand.

However, Dong Xingyue did not give up and rushed up instantly. She stepped on the terrain Yiquan stance under her feet. With one move of the collapsed punch, she rushed towards Wang Cheng's waist. A trace of cannon power condensed on his fist, with great power.

snort!

Wang Cheng snorted coldly, without dodging the punch at all, and letting his cannon punch hit his waist with one move. He knew that the opponent's boxing technique was at most the strength of the early stage of the Chinese martial arts power, which was much weaker than Yang Qingyu. The cannon power hit him was like tickling it. He took a step back and said in a deep voice: "Okay, Dongxingyue, you can't stay here for a long time. You go, remember, you can only be enemies between you and me."

Dong Xingyue punched Wang Cheng, then leaned against Wang Cheng's waist, moved one step closely with Wang Cheng's pace, looked up at Wang Cheng's eyes in surprise, and asked tremblingly: "Are you worried about me?"

Wang Cheng did not answer this question, but said in a deep voice: "You go, I don't want to bully you."

After saying that, Wang Cheng ignored Dongxingyue and took firm steps to leave.

If, when he first entered the capital, experts like Hiraryang and Dong Xingyue were threatening him, then now, he was not afraid of these two people.

At this time, in the state of Tiger Fist, coupled with the reversal of qi and blood, his strength was close to the real master level of the late stage of the National Art of Baodan. Now facing Chen Tianwen, he probably can already defeat him by fighting hard.

Wang Cheng may have the only one who has the strength and internal background at this age.

The steps under his feet became faster and faster, and Wang Cheng's figure disappeared into the darkness in a blink of an eye and walked into his yard.

Dong Xingyue's face became cold and ruthless again. He slowly pulled out the blade on the ground, took a deep breath, and turned around suddenly. The blade silently crossed the night sky, as if it had split the night in half. Looking at the wooden pillars that were flatly cut into two pieces, he murmured in a low voice: "Wang Cheng, I, Dong Xingyue, have sworn that I only like one person in my life. I will clear the obstacles between us and let you accept me. No matter what, I will not give up!"

After saying that, Dong Xingyue knew that Wang Cheng had definitely heard what he said, so he turned around and left without stopping. After the blade was sheathed, it disappeared into darkness in the blink of an eye.

When he returned to his residence, there was a rippling rippling in Wang Cheng's heart. After all, it was a young man. Even if he was a rock-solid state of mind like Wang Cheng, he would be pursued by an excellent young woman like Rudong Xingyue.

However, when he saw Yang Qingyu gently holding a plate of dishes in front of him, he immediately cleaned up the ripples in his heart, threw away the black figure, and just looked at the person in front of him.

"You're hungry, have a meal."

Yang Qingyu personally served a large bowl of rice for Wang Cheng, and said softly with a smile: "I haven't cooked for a long time. How do you taste it?"

Wang Cheng nodded, and the tiger in his heart slowly lies dormant, soothing his voice, and laughed: "I can even eat Yuanyuan's food, as long as it is cooked, it's okay."

Thinking of the various unswallowable foods that Wang Yuanyuan made when she was just learning to cook, Wang Cheng felt a little nostalgic and warmth at this time, and he didn't know whether this girl was obedient at home.

Perhaps, I will never go back to that time to experience that feeling in my life.

When Yang Qingyu saw Wang Cheng eating slowly, she showed a hint of happiness. This is the life that every woman dreamed of, she pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Yuanyuan is so smart, she will not be bad at cooking."

Yang Qingyu saw Wang Yuanyuan clearly.

Wang Cheng nodded and said, "Well, it's OK now, but at the beginning, she was also harming others and herself for cooking."

Yang Qingyu gave Wang Cheng a blank look and said with a smile: "How could he say that his sister?"

Wang Cheng laughed, stopped talking, and started eating. He was indeed very hungry.

Yang Qingyu went to cook two more dishes and ordered Zhang Shaoyun in to eat some casually.

One night passed like this.

A new day is here.

Wang Cheng once again slept with a tiger-like sleeping style this night. He wanted to completely cultivate the true meaning of the tiger in his heart, and then burst out when he reached a peak.

Sleeping Tiger Style!
Chapter completed!