"Fuck you! Who are you! How dare you talk to us like this! Are you tired of living, brat?"

Hearing the disrespectful words of the young man who walked in, the mouse-eyed boy who was half lying next to the strange warlock stood up with a "swish", looked at him and danced and shouted,

"If you really want to die, our Ye family, even in New York, can kill you every second, like Hollywood style!"

Li Ling glanced at this clown-like guy and felt his fingers were a little itchy. He touched his middle finger with his thumb, then touched it with his index finger, and pinched and released it, and pinched it again.

You're right, I can make you die every second. It's suspenseful, scary, wonderful, fantasy, and Hollywood. However, you have to give Qingtong some face, this is her place.

Thinking of this, Li Lingshu spread out her curled fingers and looked at Miss Luo, whom she hadn't seen for several days and was really longing for her.

Still graceful and dazzling, still arrogant and stunning, still noble and noble, untainted by the world.

Rouge is as beautiful today as it was yesterday.

When he saw her again, Li Ling had no doubts. Even though the world thought that "frivolous people always make empty promises, and it's easy to leave people when they are young", he also believed that even if she was already a mature woman, even if her cheeks were full of wrinkles,

Even if she is an old woman...

She is still blooming in her heart, the memories of meeting her when she was at her most beautiful.

She is his destined wife, the partner who must hold hands and spend a lifetime together. It took a hundred and a thousand years to cultivate in the previous life, and the couple sleeps together in this life!

Even if her teeth are gone and her hair is white, she will always be the goddess in her heart.

But Luo Qingtong just looked at him, her heart skipped a beat, and she instantly felt the deep, lingering, and fiery passion in his eyes.

In an instant, she felt her cheeks heat up, and she lowered her head involuntarily, avoiding his hot gaze.

Only now did she realize that the excitement of that night was still hitting her heartstrings every moment, as if it was going to completely sink her and disarm her.

After that night, she thought about it a lot, for a long time, and then a strange feeling gradually came over her heart. This was something she had never felt in the past twenty years.

This weird feeling, sometimes very contradictory, has always been lingering around me, lingering: I obviously want to try my best to forget him, but I often wonder if he will forget me first;

Obviously I feel that he is still young and not suitable for me at all, I obviously feel that he is not worthy of me, but I also feel that he is not any worse than others;

However, I obviously hate his arrogance, relying on his elders and disrespecting his elders, but I always want to listen to his slobbery explanations again and watch him perform like a one-man show in the middle of the stage;

I obviously hate seeing his sunny smile showing his white teeth, but I always wonder if he would smile like this at other girls;

Obviously I don't think he is tall and strong, and he definitely doesn't have eight-pack abs on his belly, but hiding behind him, I always feel that he is so tall and powerful...

What does this feel like?

It's all my fault that God forced us to be together and made us start like this when we were not prepared for anything!

With such an inseparable soul imprint, one night is a lifetime, and one night is eternity.

Looking at his bright and sharp eyes, he still showed infinite tolerance, admiration and love for himself, just like that night at his own manor.

Once upon a time, this look made me feel that I was so weak and helpless, so in need of being loved and embraced...

Miss Luo was afraid, afraid that she would really fall.

She was panic-stricken, maybe she really wouldn't be able to write the word "fuck" in the future.

The barriers to family, knowledge and demeanor, wealth and status, and age barriers were all resolved by his glance.

Her heart felt suddenly warm for some reason, and her eyes felt hot. Then, she quickly gathered her thoughts, gritted her teeth, breathed a sigh of relief, and looked sharply at the "fiancé" opposite - the Ye family.

The eldest young master Ye Xiao.

Ye Xiao obviously understood the meaning of her look, and immediately shouted at the young mouse: "Xiao Chen, shut up! This is not the place for you to talk!"

"Third brother, that kid is too arrogant. You can't bear it, but I can't bear it!" The mouse glanced at Li Ling with disdain, then sat down again and continued to lie half-ly on the chair with his head in his hands, squinting his eyes and looking at Li Ling.

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"This is in the United States, not in China. You kid, please restrain yourself!" Ye Xiao shouted again, and said with an apologetic smile to Luo Qingtong:

"Qingtong, Xiaochen is still young. He just came from China and came here to study. He thought he was in China. Don't worry. He is the son of my second uncle. You have to call me cousin.

Woolen cloth--"

"Ye Xiao, the person I'm looking for has arrived, and it's him." Luo Qingtong interrupted him and waved to Li Ling, "He is only 18 years old, the same age as your cousin, and he looks like a dog.

The difference is still very obvious, isn’t it?”

As soon as they heard this, everyone knew that she had something to say. Ye Xiao looked at his cousin angrily again, and then glanced at the new guy with "human appearance".

Shorter than me, uglier than me, dirtier than me, darker than me, less elegant than me... The key is, poorer than me, and much poorer!

Well, I can rest assured now. Even if he looked at Qingtong with a very ambiguous look, he was probably just surprised by her beauty.

But this kid is a charlatan at such a young age, which is quite surprising. You must know that when I was a child, I also wanted to learn magic, but my grandfather refused, saying that if he learned magic to defeat his family, he would not end well.

This kid learned the art at such a young age, so he will probably end his family in the future.

At this time, Li Ling also began to look at the people present. Sitting on the side opposite Qing Tong, the tall, rich and handsome man in the leader must be the eldest son of the Ye family, Ye Xiao, whose ears were ringing.

He is taller than himself, more handsome than himself, richer than himself, more fashionable than himself, and better at pretending than himself... But the point is, he is weaker than himself, and much weaker than himself!

Well, don't worry, you have money and status, you are elegant, you can conquer women, you can conquer the world...but I can conquer you.

To be honest, when he first met Ye Xiao, Li Ling was a little unsure about what advantages he had that could attract Miss Luo and make her choose him over Young Master Ye.

But once he saw Ye Xiao's disdainful look and his cousin's arrogant look, he suddenly knew that in this world, if he could only rely on money and status to show off his advantages, then this

This is his greatest weakness.

Money can bring a person identity and status, but more money can knock him down and make him unable to stand up forever.

The external things that are not brought with you in life and will not be taken with you in death should never be a person's confidence and protection, but most people in this world regard them as their confidence and security.

Only by improving oneself and making what is within oneself more powerful can a person be confident and protected. This is the law of the jungle in a world where the jungle prevails.

If you don't see it, the emperor can be forced to hang himself. If you don't stand in the right position, no matter how big a person you are, you will be blocked.

Needless to say, Ye Xiao's mouse-eyed cousin, Li Ling just looked at the forty-year-old warlock and was shocked.

He is also a Luban Warlock.

It's just that this person is too ugly, and with his facial features, there's no way he could have been brought out of his mother's womb!

They are not born with facial features!

Is it an escape technique?!

Li Ling's heart rang. If he read correctly, this Luban warlock also practiced the art of avoiding disasters...

Third Senior Brother said that over the past thousands of years, there have been very few quack magicians who can practice both Luban Shu and other strange alchemy.

Practicing two strange arts at the same time can easily cause people to go crazy, and their energy and blood attack their hearts. It is extremely rare to survive.

Among the warlocks, there are only three families who can practice Lu Ban Shu and other alchemy skills at the same time. One is the Qingtian Liu family, the descendants of Liu Bowen; the other is the Huangpi Liao family, the descendants of Liao Jinjing and Liao Yu;

There is another family, the Tan family.

That is to say, the enemy of the master's sect, the enemy who killed the master's uncle.

At the same time, he was also the Tan family who almost caused Feng Chuilan and himself to be buried in the secret room with the "chamber pot" plan for Robert Bradley.

Li Ling's heartbeat suddenly accelerated as he looked at the Luban Warlock whose appearance could really make people have nightmares at night.

The art of avoiding calamity is a method used by some people who practice Taoism to avoid the calamity of heaven and go astray. There are many types of calamity avoidance art, such as the art of destroying calamity, the art of begging calamity, the art of face calamity, and the art of disease.

Tribulation, etc.

Heaven and earth have Dharma eyes, and the Tao is the golden mean. If anyone wants to go against heaven and stand out from the crowd, the trees will inevitably stand out in the forest, and the wind will destroy them. If people are proud of heaven, heaven will destroy them.

Ordinary people eat whole grains, and their energy, blood, physical strength, and abilities are almost the same.

But for those martial arts practitioners and cultivators, they have reversed their own luck and destiny, opened up the natural path of alchemy, circulated around the sky, mastered special powers and means, become stronger than the sky, and stand out from the rest, in the world.

There must be calamity upon the body.

This is why most martial arts practitioners develop ailments as they age, and practitioners always encounter various disasters and divine punishments.

As practitioners, sorcerers are often subject to backlash and counter-curses from their cultivation techniques, and can easily become possessed by evil spirits. Likewise, as practitioners, ascetics, in the process of pursuing the path to immortality, they will suffer countless catastrophes of divine punishment.

Practitioners have destiny tribulations, and naturally they also have techniques to avoid tribulations, which can allow them to avoid tribulations or reduce tribulations, so that they can stay safe.

It is said in "The Induction of Heaven and Man" and "The Art of Fate" that if there is no purity or defilement, and self-birth and destruction, the heaven and earth have the eye of Dharma that does not cause harm.

Disabled people and beggars are among the most humble of all living beings in the world and have the most miserable fate. They do not have any blessings or luck, and the heaven and earth's qi often provide shelter and transformation.

This is why many beggars have no clothes on them all year round, no food to eat, eat rotten and smelly food, and sleep in the cold and freezing weather.

Dharma eyes often avoid such people.

Therefore, the techniques practiced by practitioners to avoid disasters are often based on the technique of begging, which is to become a beggar, begging for food everywhere, and putting oneself in the lowest and most humble link in the world;

Secondly, be cruel and allow yourself to break off your legs and hands and become a disabled person. The eyes of heaven and earth will often avoid such people;

To be more cruel, you can take some special elixirs to make yourself sick all year round, but you will not die from the illness, and you will often avoid the catastrophes of divine punishment.

As for the Luban Warlock in front of him, if Li Ling thinks he saw it correctly, this person is practicing the Facial Tribulation Technique - after practicing this technique, as time goes by, a person's facial features will gradually become ugly, until they are extremely ugly.

, people don’t look like humans, ghosts don’t look like ghosts, people look like ghosts.

Originally a practitioner with beautiful features, in order to avoid divine punishment, he was willing to walk around the world with an ugly face that could not bear to be looked at. He lowered his dignity, harmed his own structure, and surrendered to human ethics. The Dharma Eyes of Heaven and Earth would often avoid this.

people.

How much determination does it take to make yourself so ugly, so ugly that you can stop a child from crying at night?

This person is a Luban magician and has practiced this kind of mystical art. He is a practitioner of both arts, but he is living well. Is he one of the descendants of the Liu family, Liao family or Tan family?

Thinking of this, Li Ling's heart skipped a beat.

Being looked at by Li Ling like this, the ugly warlock seemed to have noticed something, and looked at Li Ling with a slightly strange expression.
Chapter completed!