Mythology Starts with Childish Skills

Before Qin Siqing could say anything, Ding Zhanyun immediately raised his snow-white swan neck, glared at Ding Yuqin, and said,

"Dragon City is just a white man, without any official position in the court, and relieving the victims is just a drop in the bucket.

Let me see, Yuqin, if you really care about the hungry and cold people, want them to live a good life, and want to add hope to their future lives, then you have to rely on my brother Zhao.

Cousin, Brother Zhao is now General Yangwu. He is in charge of the affairs of the army in our city. He is also in charge of some relief activities for the victims. He is also familiar with the prince and prince. If you are willing, why not teach Brother Zhao these things and let him If we take action, we will definitely see results in the shortest possible time and save some vitality for our Lingwu City! "

Well, the women on one side originally thought that the two women were suppressed by Qin Siqing and there was nothing to watch. Unexpectedly, they were fighting again now, and it seemed that they were all trying to plot the secret technique passed down by Qin Siqing's family. They didn't know what the final result would be.

From an emotional point of view, the relationship between Qin Siqing and Ding Yuqin should be better and closer, but from a practical point of view, if it is really for the sake of the people, it is undoubtedly more realistic to leave it to Meng Zhao.

There is no way, in the eyes of outsiders, Longcheng is just a lonely man. Even if he has some ability now, he is just borrowing the light of the Ding family. The secret record of the day is in his hands, which is tantamount to a secret project.

But Meng Zhao is different. He now has a different identity, a lofty status, and huge influence. The resources he can mobilize are beyond what ordinary people can imagine. Some things can only truly shine when they are in his hands.

Ding Yuqin was so angry that she narrowed her eyes and slashed at the "good sister" like a knife. She just choked her a few times, but now she still wants to fight for this secret volume?

If it weren't for the wrong occasion and there were so many pairs of eyes watching around, she would have to teach him a lesson.

However, even if she thinks so, she may not actually be able to do it. At least Ding Zhanyun is not afraid.

In the Ding family, she was only slightly inferior to Ding Yuqin in terms of martial arts skills. In a fight, winning or losing was still unknown, and it all depended on each other's performance.

Although she had arrived at the Meng family not long ago, the martial arts there was strong, there were many masters, and the eldest sister Liang Muchiu cared about her, and there was an abundant supply of many cultivation resources, so her cultivation was advancing by leaps and bounds.

If there was a real fight, she was absolutely sure that she could defeat the opponent. If nothing else, she was married to a good man.

"Ding Zhanyun, you are here specifically to cause trouble. You didn't care about it before, but now you want to fight with me for the Secret Records of Heavenly Works. How do you really feel about it? Do you really think that if you climb up to Meng Zhao, you can be unscrupulous and dominate On our sisters’ heads?”

Should it be said or not, this sentence is really quite lethal, making many women nod in their hearts. Regardless of whether Ding Zhanyun meant this or not, but relying on Meng Zhao's majesty, she has indeed become the center of everyone, and was praised by all the stars. Holding the moon in hand cannot be faked. If it were before, it was small and transparent, and the contrast would be too great.

There is more or less jealousy in my heart.

Ding Zhanyun is not someone to be bullied. There is a hint of pride in his cold eyes.

"Hey, Ding Yuqin, what you said is wrong. I'm not here specifically to cause trouble. I'm here specifically for my cousin. I'm not like you. I only know how to have sex and fall in love with people all day long. I also have to help. His own man stabilized the situation in Lingwu City.

My cousin-in-law is from the Qin family, and her family's secret skills are of great help to our Lingwu City. Is it wrong for me to plead for mercy?

Also, you and Long Cheng haven't even exchanged a word yet, and you are just thinking about helping him get benefits. Who knows where he will go in the future, and whether he will stay in Lingwu City. Are you sure about this?

The young man in Longcheng is romantic and has many affairs. You don’t think he only has you as his confidante, do you? "

Good guy, Qin Siqing had just suppressed the two of them, and now they started to quarrel again. They were like natural enemies, and they started fighting in a short while.

Ding Yuqin was extremely angry, her beautiful eyes were red, her teeth were itching with hatred, and she didn't care about anything else. She pushed and curled her plain white palm, and then hit Ding Zhanyun's face with a soft and sinister force.

The force of this palm is not strong, but it is sinister and vicious. Although it will not cause serious damage if it is hit, it will not be a problem for the face to be swollen for three to five days. It will take at least ten days and a half to fully recover.

For a woman, spending ten days and a half with a swollen face is absolutely unacceptable.

No one expected Ding Yuqin's sudden attack, mainly because they never thought she would be so bold. When Meng Zhao led Ding Zhanyun back home today, she made it clear that she did not take Meng Zhao or even the Ding family seriously. inside.

I don’t know what kind of ecstasy soup Longcheng poured into her. It’s obvious that girls are outgoing.

After being taught and trained during this period, Ding Zhanyun's level of martial arts cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, and his methods have become more flexible and changeable.

Seeing the burst of Ding Yuqin's breath, which seemed to be absent, he was already on guard. When the sinister palm power came, he did not avoid it. The five fingers of his right hand were playing like a pipa. The roots were as white as jade, and the fingertips were as white as jade. The vortex swirled, and the strong internal force stirred up waves of air fluctuations, forming five consecutive fingers that stabbed through.

This move of waving the pipa is an exquisite move taught to Ding Zhanyun by Liang Muqiu. Although the move seems simple, the method of transporting energy and luck inside is extremely subtle. The stronger the internal force, the more powerful the move.

Among the six women, except for Liang Muqiu, Ding Zhanyun has studied this move the most. Even if it is not a long time, he still surpasses Zhu Er and Han Lu, and the power is even more impressive.

After three chi chi chi sounds, the feminine palm force was annihilated and offset by the three finger powers. The remaining two finger powers continued to poke at Ding Yuqin with great speed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

These two fingers were like two sharp arrows. If they hit her hard, Ding Yuqin's face would be ruined.

This backhand showed that Ding Zhanyun was even more ruthless than Ding Yuqin.

Of course, she also had something to say. She didn't mean to hurt anyone. She just subconsciously fought back after being attacked, so she didn't hold back.

Look, she even had excuses and excuses after hurting Ding Yuqin. She is definitely a scheming person.

Of course, Meng Zhao was willing to bring her back because he knew that Ding Zhanyun was not a fool, so that she could be a helper. Otherwise, if she had been a stupid Baitian, she would have simply stayed in the Meng family and never thought of having this opportunity.

Ding Yuqin never expected that she would be met with such a radical counterattack when she took action, nor did she expect that the martial arts strength of the little sister opposite her would progress so quickly, to the point where she was no longer her opponent.

Just as he was about to be injured, he saw Qin Siqing, who had been sitting there with her legs crossed, falling next to Ding Yuqin like a ghost.

With a touch of his hand, two sharp and strong fingers were pressed.