Wang Zhenting...

Zeng Jing couldn't see through it from the beginning, whether it was martial arts or this person, until now, she still couldn't see through it.

"If you take Rama's body, you will..."

"Creating bloody storm?" Wang Zhenting raised his lips slightly and said mockingly: "Come on."

"The world has never been calm."

"You have disappeared for so long, has Blackstone given up looking for you?"

"Even if you can't find it now, can you hide it for the rest of your life?"

Wang Zhenting closed the Buddhist scriptures in front of him and said, "If they find you, Lu Zhu will die in vain. Your life that you finally started over will become a mess again."

"So, I will deal with the matter of Rama's body. You can get out of here and leave it alone."

"Black Stone is looking for you for Rama's body. Now that Rama's body is in my hands, you don't matter."

Zeng Jing looked at Wang Zhenting and said, "Why did you do this?"

"Why?" Wang Zhenting lowered his head and thought for a while, and smiled, "Didn't I tell you when we first met?"

"I'm also interested in Rama's body."

Seeing Zeng Jing silently and not speaking, Wang Zhenting smiled and said, "What? I was moved."

Zeng Jing glanced at the corner of her mouth and said coldly: "Don't complain if she dies."

"No complaint." Wang Zhenting said with a smile: "I have a reluctant request."

"What?"

"Teaching me about the Shui-Breaking Sword!"

Zeng Jing said coldly: "Okay, but I'll teach you one night."

"Enough."

...

Wang Zhenting's wrist trembled gently, and the sword in his hand drew an elegant arc like a green dragon waving his head. Then, the long sword trembled gently, turning from bending to straight. As Wang Zhenting's body moved gently, it was like a cold star exploding in a sharp roar, covering Wang Zhenting's body.

A moment later, with a light sound of returning to the sheath, the Qingming Sword was inserted back into the scabbard by Wang Zhenting.

Although he learned the Shui Piping Sword Technique with Zeng Jing, he did not intend to use the sword moves or something. He only planned to take the curved and strange way of the Shui Piping Sword Technique and merge it into the Xuanpin Sword Technique.

Of course, it's still far from fusion now.

A slight flash in his hand, and the Qingming Sword was taken into the ring by him.

Walking out of the gate, Wang Zhenting left home. When the first ray of sunshine in the morning fell, he ate two meat buns and drank a bowl of white porridge at the bun shop across the street. When the vendors came out to set up stalls one by one, they went home to open their store door, soaked a pot of tea, and lie at the door holding the Buddhist scriptures that he had just changed to Yunhe Temple yesterday, and started another leisurely day.

It has been two months since he and Zeng Jing met that time.

In the past two months, the business of his clinic has not improved at all. It is considered lively to have three customers a day.

Wang Zhenting, who was not interested in this, just wanted to find something for himself, naturally didn't care at all.

The sun shone on Wang Zhenting, as if he had laid a layer of golden gauze for him, and Wang Zhenting, who was lying on the recliner and looking at the Buddhist scriptures, had a lazy feeling.

Suddenly, a shadow blocked the sunshine on Wang Zhenting's face.

Wang Zhenting raised his eyebrows and looked up at a beautiful figure standing at the door. After a trace of surprise flashed deep in his eyes, he smiled and said, "Catch medicine or treat a doctor?"

The person passing by was aware of nothing, but just looked at Wang Zhenting with a steady look of greed and stunning look, especially when he saw Wang Zhenting's eyes reflecting the golden sunshine, which was like turning into a pair of golden eyes, his heart felt even hotter and his breathing became heavier.

This seemed to be someone who had appeared in her dream.

At this moment, she saw Wang Zhenting open her mouth again, as if she had said something to her, and immediately came back to her senses, showed a charming smile, and said, "What did you say? Can you say it again?"

Wang Zhenting glanced at Ye Zhanqing and said, "If you don't see a doctor or take medicine, please let go, you will block my light."

Ye Zhanqing, in the Black Stone Organization, the Wheel King is looking for a woman who replaces the drizzle position.

He has good looks, ruthless methods and ambitiousness, but this ambition is placed on a man. The thing that impressed Wang Zhenting the most was that this woman was very lustful.

In other words, you are very addicted to things about men and women, and you can even be said to be addicted to them.

Because of the matchmaker's words, she got married, but on the night of the bridal chamber, she found that her husband was not good, so she killed all her first husband and mother-in-law and father-in-law.

Then he followed Black Stone's Queen and changed men as if they were changing clothes.

Finally, after discovering that the Wheel King was a eunuch, he had to leave the Wheel King without hesitation.

What?

Wang Zhenting's words made Ye Zhanqing slightly stunned.

No one has ever ignored her.

After looking closely, after turning Wang Zhenting's eyes to the book in his hand, Ye Zhanqing was slightly stunned and said, "This is a Buddhist scripture, are you a monk?"

"Men?" Wang Zhenting smiled and shook his head, saying, "I don't want to be a bald person."

It's better if it's not a bald person!

Ye Zhanqing breathed a sigh of relief, then pressed his head and said to Wang Zhenting: "My head hurts a little, please show it to me."

Wang Zhenting put down the Buddhist scriptures in his hand, stood up, and asked, "Head trouble?"

"Yeah." Ye Zhanqing nodded, frowned, looking in pain.

"Then come here, I'll take your pulse."

"Okay." Ye Zhanqing's eyes were smiling, and followed Wang Zhenting to the table in the clinic.

Pointing to the chair opposite, Wang Zhenting said, "Sit down."

"Okay." Ye Zhanqing sat down obediently, reached out and gently pulled her sleeve, exposed a piece of white lotus-like arm, put it on the vein pillow, supported her chin with one hand, and looked at Wang Zhenting with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Wang Zhenting raised his eyebrows and put his hand on his wrist.

As soon as the slightly cold fingers touched Ye Zhanqing's skin, Ye Zhanqing's whole body shook slightly.

Then Wang Zhenting used a little force with his fingers, and Ye Zhanqing's breathing became much faster, and his eyes were stained with a hint of wetness.

A few seconds later, Wang Zhenting said: "No problem, just go back and have a good rest."

As he said that, Wang Zhenting moved his fingers and was about to raise his fingers.

"Let me take a good look!" Ye Zhanqing's voice was soft, and he raised his hand to grab Wang Zhenting's finger, pressed it on his wrist, and said, "I just feel a little uncomfortable."

"You can't, just touch my head!"

As he said that, he pulled Wang Zhenting's hand and pressed his smooth forehead.

Wang Zhenting tried a little hard, struggled out his hand, stood up and said, "You have no problem, go back and have a good rest and read more Buddhist scriptures."

After saying that, Wang Zhenting walked towards the recliner.

Looking at Wang Zhenting's back, Ye Zhanqing's breathing became rapid. He stood up, accelerated his pace, and hugged Wang Zhenting from behind and said, "I feel so uncomfortable, check it out for me."
Chapter completed!