Country h, a Taekwondo Hall.
In the middle is a slender woman. Although she is wearing a broad Taekwondo dress, her black belt is graceful and slender. The coarse cloth and linen clothes can not cover her earthy temperament and beautiful purity.
"Yan Zhengling, you are too arrogant. If you want to challenge all the accompanying trainers in our Taoist school at the same time, I think you will lose. " One of the trainers was very unconvinced.
The woman wore a high horse's tail and her long black and bright hair fell wildly on her shoulders. In contrast to her big face. Her face, with jade porcelain like skin, facial features like a painting, unfold the picture, the sun like fire.
Yan Zhengling said eagerly, "for the arrival of this day, you don't know how much sweat and tears I shed. If I win you, I will wave goodbye to state h and never come to this sad place again. "
The trainers looked at each other, "we know how much sweat you have shed. But how many tears have you shed
Yan Zhengling said, "in order to achieve today's brilliant me, I bid farewell to my closest relatives. The pain of leaving home is beyond your comprehension. Come on! "
Yan Zhengling kicked out a big long leg, and the trainer who hit him immediately shook. However, he praised him insincerely, "not bad. His strength is much more than before."
Yan Zhengling's progress stems from her solid foundation. After two years of orderly physical training, physical exercise, plus the guidance of a famous teacher, and her day after day training and meditation. Her Taekwondo has made a qualitative leap forward.
When Yan Zhengling knocked down the eight trainers, the director of the Taoist school came out with a smile and said, "it turns out that Hanbao's talent benefits from her mother's excellent genes."
However, Yan Zhengling said, "no, he inherited his father's talent more."
Yan Zhengling hugged the loving curator and said, "curator, thank you for your help in the past two years. I'm going to my homeland. I'll miss you. "
"You and Han Bao are the best students I've ever received in my life. I'm proud of you. "
"Well."
Coming out of the Taoist temple, Yan Zhengling looks at the blue sky with a charming and elegant smile. "Brother, I'm coming back. Wait for me."
The imperial capital, however, is shrouded in clouds and dusk.
All of a sudden, a flash of lightning tore and split the sky. The bean like raindrops hit the grass, trees, bricks and tiles of the tourmaline manor. The sound of rain poured into the brain like magic sound, which made people feel very uneasy.
Zhan hanjue stands in front of the carved window of xiangdingyuan hall, quietly looking at the rain beating plantain outside the window. From the ear came the voice of zhanting city and Yu Qianqian.
"Court City, you go and talk to jue'er, can we not go?"
The war court city all sorts of helpless sigh tone, "he has decided, go, stay will only let his heart worry."
The battle court city supported Yu Qianqian to the war in front of the Baron, "Jue son!"
Lord Zhan slowly turned around. He was only wearing a white shirt. The sudden change of weather made him look a little thin.
He couldn't help sneezing.
Yu Qianqian concerned to remind him, "jue'er, wear more clothes."
Seeing the coat on the sofa, zhanting City hobbled over and handed the clothes to Lord Zhan, "put them on, don't let your mother worry."
"I'm not cold," he said. I sneeze. Maybe someone is missing me
Zheng Ling told him this long, long time ago.
Zhanting City sighs weakly. "How long will you hate me?"
"I don't even have the qualification to hate you."
Yu Qianqian exclaimed in surprise, "jue'er, you know he belongs to you..."
the Han hanjue nodded.
Yu Qianqian looked at the battle court City, and looked at the Han Jue, tears.
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