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Chapter 461 What is there to be afraid of?

"I understand, you guys go and do your business, I'm at home."

Yao Cen didn't ask him anything, she was used to it now.

If Xiao Shun wants to say something, he will take the initiative to say it. If he doesn't explain it, Yao Cen rarely asks the bottom line.

Leaving Wanghu Villa, Xiao Shun, Duan Jia and Song Ling'er drove to Yushui Bay.

As soon as he got into the car, Song Ling'er said to Xiao Shun mysteriously: "Master, let me tell you a good news. I feel that I am about to break through."

Xiao Shun's heart sank and looked at her with an expression of "Did you steal my Yin Lingzhi?"

"I didn't steal you."

Song Ling'er immediately understood what his expression meant and said aggrievedly.

Then she thought about it and said that Song Ling'er had reached the peak of foundation building two months ago. She practiced external skills every morning, and stayed in the alchemy room whenever she had time at other times, relying on the spiritual energy provided by the wooden spirit stone to improve her internal skills.

If it weren't for that injury, it would have been almost the same as her progress at this time.

"You misunderstood. Master is a surprise. I didn't expect that my disciple is so powerful and will break through so soon." Xiao Shun raised his eyebrows and said.

"Yes, I think I'm very awesome, too." Song Ling'er raised her head proudly.

...

Yushuiwan is also a high-end villa area next to Wancheng Lake. It is not far from Wanghu Villa and it will arrive in about twenty minutes.

It must be that Song Qingzhou had explained in advance that when the three of them arrived at Villa No. 63, Yushuiwan, that is, Song Qingzhou's villa, there were already several servants waiting inside.

The villa is large and it is really not possible if there is no one to take care of it.

However, so many people here made Song Linger feel uncomfortable, so she called them over and gave them some instructions.

Let them not have to stay here at ordinary times, come here every week to clean up and trim the flowers and plants, and their wages will be the same.

If there is such a good thing, a few servants will naturally be very happy.

After sending them away, the three of them visited the villa.

The entire yard is about thousands of square meters, and is generally based on Chinese style. It has a rockery lotus pond with deep and beautiful paths. Song Qingzhou does not treat his daughter badly at all.

Then the three of them found an empty room to resettle the "baby" they brought here, and the new alchemy room was considered a complete one.

"Have you arranged a residence for me?" Duan Jia asked Xiao Shun.

"Uncle Duan, you live here too. How big is this villa? It's deserted for me to live alone." Before Xiao Shun could speak, Song Ling'er took over the conversation and said.

"This is not good." Duan Jia scratched his head and said.

"Uncle Duan, why are you becoming more and more pretentious? Everyone has been together for so long? What's wrong with it? Besides, you have to be a sparring trainer for me." Song Ling'er curled her lips and said disapprovingly.

Duan Jia: "..."

Xiao Shun smiled and said, "Uncle Song still has an abandoned factory, which has several dormitories in it. You can choose it yourself."

Duan Jia finally chose an abandoned factory.

The reason is very simple. He might have to go out for a wandering night. Song Ling'er can be regarded as his junior. It is still a bit embarrassing to let a junior know that he is so "unprecated".

Furthermore, he felt that it was not good for a lonely man and a widow to live in the same yard. Although he looked rough and lived abroad for many years, he still retained some traditional concepts in his heart.

Xiao Shun and Song Ling'er couldn't resist him, so they had to let him go.

The two of them were not worried about him. After all, he was the king of bodyguards before. If he couldn't even take good care of himself, how could he take good care of the clients?

And in the Jinling Group Building, the President's Office.

Yang Zinuo is a gray plaid slim suit, a blue small collar shirt, and a pair of black tight jeans wrapped around her slender legs.

She looked cold and sat on the office chair with her hands on her chest.

He was listening to a young male secretary on the opposite side reporting on the preparations for the Yingjie Cup ring match and the summary reports of all forces who came to participate in the event.

At this time, she was not only the head of Ningzhou Martial Arts Association, but also the president of Jinling Group, which was in power.

Kou Zhengqing retreated to the second line, only served as the elder of the Wushu Association, and no longer in charge of the affairs of the Jinling Group.

"Is there any news on the main hall for the weekend's elixir auction?" After hearing the report, Yang Zinuo nodded and asked.

"Master Zhou Tianheng will come to preside over the meeting soon. The pills he brought this time will surely amazed the four seats and can also be sold at a considerable price."

"Those martial arts families are just a group of rural men who have never seen the world. They just throw out some pills to their eyes. Master Zhou came here in person and didn't even startle their chins."

Yang Zinuo smiled proudly, stretched his waist, and his body was full and almost broke out.

The male secretary hurriedly lowered his head and looked down, not daring to blaspheme.

The Yingjie Cup arenas are the time to show their strength to the world's warriors, and the pill auction is just one part of it.

"That's natural. Master Zhou is one of the top alchemists in our main hall. He is highly respected in the field of alchemists. He personally took action, not only to make our Ningzhou Martial Arts Association shine, but also to the entire Central Plains Martial Arts Association." The male secretary echoed.

"Okay, are there anything else? If not, go ahead." Yang Zinuo said.

"Oh, Jiang Hai's contact person Su Yin was outside asking for a meeting. Do you think you want to meet?"

"Suyin?"

Yang Zinuo had some impression of him. He helped him lead the way when he went to Jianghai last time, but he didn't see anyone else afterwards. He thought he was also a scammer.

"What is he here to do?"

"Don't know."

"Let him come in." Yang Zinuo said.

The male secretary nodded and answered, then left the office. Soon Su Yin knocked on the door and walked in.

"If you don't stay in Jianghai, why are you going here to do?" Yang Zinuo asked casually while flipping through the information on the table without raising his head.

"Xiao Shun is not dead, he is already in Jianghai now." Su Yin bowed and spoke.

Yang Zinuo's hands stagnated, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked up at Su Yin: "Take it serious?"

At that time, Gu Baiyi concluded that Xiao Shun would not live for a few days. With Gu Baiyi's strength, Yang Zinuo naturally did not doubt that he had him.

But Xiao Shun was not dead, and he got better so soon. He arrived in Leiyang at this time. This was really surprising. What did he want to do when he came to Leiyang?

"It's true and true." Su Yin said with a firm tone.

Yang Zinuo pondered for a moment.

She had seen Xiao Shun's strength, and she was not Gu Baiyi's opponent.

Moreover, after being severely injured by Gu Baiyi, it was less than a month since then.

She saw Xiao Shun's situation with her own eyes. Even if she survived by chance, she would not recover so quickly. I think there was nothing to fear.

There are more than tens of thousands of warriors from our Ningzhou Martial Arts Association, and more than tens of thousands of warriors from other provinces who came to participate in the ring competition.
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