Chapter 279

Yan Qingyang suddenly turned around and saw Ming Ling come step by step. He was still full of pride. He came to Yan Qingyang and said, "Yan Qingyang, is it you? Just in time, I'm looking for you! "

"What's the matter?" Yan Qingyang watched mingling warily. She chased people here. The man disappeared, but mingling appeared. Was the man mingling just now?

"You already have an idea about how to refine that magic weapon, don't you?" Ming Ling is approaching step by step.

Yan Qingyang takes a look at Ming Ling. He sees that Ming Ling is not wearing a robe, but a white tunic. Her hair is scattered and there is no decoration on her body. It seems that she is ready to go to bed.

Was that man Ming Ling just now? Or is it Ming Ling? It doesn't matter. The important thing is that Yan Qingyang doesn't want to get entangled with Ming Ling. He has such a high talent and is so good at refining weapons. He is also the son of the landlord of Ming Dynasty. I'm sure the landlord of Ming Dynasty dotes on him too. Otherwise, he can't grow up to be so arrogant and impolite.

Yan Qingyang didn't want to talk to him at all, so he frowned and said, "no!" Then he turned and left.

"Hey, stop!" Mingling reaches out and grabs Yan Qingyang's sleeve and shouts, "you have an idea!"

Yanqingyang pulled the sleeve, did not pull, she looked back, coldly looking at Ming Ling: "what do you want?"

"Tell me what you think! Let's study together! " Ming Ling raised his head and said arrogantly. His hand still pulled Yan Qingyang's sleeve hard and said, "let's study with me. I look up to you!"

"But I have no idea. You can study with master Luo and master Yue!" Yan Qingyang said, after that, she pulled hard and finally pulled her sleeve over. She turned and left quickly.

"The bad old man named Yue? Hum! I don't even want to talk to him! " Ming Ling said.

Yan Qingyang smile: "sorry, I don't want to talk to you!" Then he turned and left.

Ming Ling was furious, jumped to Yan Qingyang, stopped her, snorted, and threatened: "Yan Qingyang, you should thank me, let you escape! If you listen to me, we will benefit each other. If you insist on your own way! Hum! Yan Qingyang, I'm not the only one who wants to deal with you

Yan Qingyang raised his head. What does it mean to escape? This Ming Ling is talking nonsense.

"Get out of the way!" Yan Qingyang was so bored that he pushed away Ming Ling and walked over.

"Slut, you should not drink Ming Ling is very angry. He drinks, turns to Yan Qingyang and grabs her. This time, he grabs Yan Qingyang's chest.

As soon as Yan Qingyang's face sank, she could not help her anger any more. She stepped back and brushed her sleeve hard. This time, she used her spiritual power.

They started to move, and several moves passed in an instant. Yan Qingyang just wanted to leave, but he didn't really start with Ming Ling at all. Strangely enough, Ming Ling started slowly, sometimes it seemed to slow down deliberately.

After a few moves, Yan Qingyang claps his palm on Ming Ling's chest, but Ming Ling's door suddenly opens wide and doesn't stop him. He lets Yan Qingyang clap his palm on his chest.

Yan Qingyang didn't use much strength.

However, Ming Ling screamed and flew backwards. Behind him was the pillar of the corridor. With a bang, he hit the pillar. Then he was rebounded and fell to the ground.

So exaggerated? Yan Qingyang was very surprised.

"Poof!" Ming Ling's mouth exuded a trace of blood, people are also soft on the ground, fortunately, there is a corridor next to him, just he leaned on the corridor.

Yan Qingyang is very strange, her strength is not big, how does Ming Ling seem to be badly hurt?

Ming Ling's identity is extraordinary. His father is the owner of the Jubao building. At the same time, he has another identity, the leader of the sanxiu alliance. Jubao building is just one of his industries.

The master of minglou has completed the cultivation of Jindan, and is in charge of the alliance of sanxiu. In the alliance, there are countless sanxiu forces, which are not to be underestimated by every major sect.

Yan Qingyang's heart sank. He quickly went over and bent down. He reached out to find out Ling's breath. As soon as her hand reached out, Ming Ling suddenly opened her eyes and grabbed Yan Qingyang's sleeve again.

"Yan Qingyang, how dare you kill me! Are you not afraid that my father will settle with you? " Ming Ling's face was pale, biting her teeth and staring at Yan Qingyang with hatred.

"When did I kill you?" Yan Qingyang frowned, pulled out his sleeve, stood up, stepped back and said.

"Cough, cough!" Ming Ling coughed two mouthfuls of blood and looked at Yan Qingyang, "haven't you killed yet? I'm dying! Cough... I'm dead. My father won't let you go. The whole sanxiu alliance won't let you go! You just wait to be chased! Cough

Yan Qingyang is condescending and looks at Ming Ling. His palm is just a push. It's impossible to kill Ming Ling. Is he acting like this?

The next moment, she immediately confirmed the conjecture, because Ming Ling continued: "if you don't want to be chased, you'd better tell me how you plan to make that piano! I will not lose you for the good

"Is it?" Yan Qingyang took another step back and said coldly, "Ming Ling, take pills quickly. Your bitter meat plan is useless to me!" Ming Ling angrily opened his eyes, stood up and yelled: "if you don't cooperate, you won't cooperate. If you have something to say, you dare to kill me! It's killing me, isn't it? " Yan Qingyang a Leng, her head a slant, eyes of the remaining light see, a figure lightning general rushed over. Is Ming Ling talking to that man? In a twinkling, the figure came to mingling. It was the monk who had just arrived at the end of the foundation building period. He was dressed in blue, just like in the daytime. It seemed that he didn't plan to rest“ Little master, what's the matter? Get hurt? Where is the wound? " The friar in blue looked at mingling in a panic and asked a series of questions. Then he took out a healing pill and fed it to mingling. Yan Qingyang looks on coldly. Mingling has been injured for a long time, but he doesn't take out the pills himself. He just entangles with himself. It's obvious that he doesn't get any serious injuries, and he pretends to be! When mingling saw the friar in blue, she sat on the ground again, pointed to Yan Qingyang and said, "she's going to kill me! I... i... poof All of a sudden, Ming Ling raised his head and spewed out a big mouthful of blood. The blood spewed out instantly, forming a blood mist. Fortunately, Yan Qingyan dodged quickly, otherwise he would be spewed out. The blood gushed out, and Ming Ling fell to the ground. This time, he fell to the ground. His head even banged against the pillar, and his body could not even rely on the corridor, so he fell to the ground directly“ Little master The friar in blue was very surprised. He quickly picked him up, touched his pulse door, and explored his breath. His face changed greatly.