Return of the Soldier King

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Ye Fei took Liu Manman into the elevator before putting her down, not blushing or panting.

However, Liu Manman's face was flushed, and Ye Fei hugged him.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Liu Manman pushed open the false door and rushed into the toilet.

Lin Qingwan waited and waited, Ye Fei and Murong did n’t come back. Looking at the table in front of her, the greedy drool made a fried potato chip and was eating it. Suddenly Liu Manman rushed in , Startled her.

"Ye Fei, what's going on? Who's that woman? How crazy?" Lin Qingwan hurriedly stuffed the remaining half of the potato chips into his mouth and said vaguely.

"Her name is Liu Manman. Murong's roommate is the model. She was drunk and met a rogue. I beat the rogue and Murong sent them to the police station."

Ye Fei took off her coat, hung it on the hanger, and walked over to the dining table. She saw a table of dishes, and her eyes were shining: "This is all made by Murong? mother."

"Murong specially made it for you ... I also followed you."

Lin Qingwan glanced at her mobile phone: "Murong asked us to eat first without waiting for her."

"it is good."

Ye Fei pulled a chair and sat opposite Lin Qingwan.

He has been performing missions on foreign battlefields, eating and sleeping, and eating occasionally, but it is just junk food such as hamburger chips, which has long been annoying.

In the evening, he also ate two bowls of ramen. His long-hungry chest stuck to his back, and he ate meals made by Murong. He thought every dish was delicious.

Lin Qingwan had a small appetite and was full after a few bites. He looked up and watched Ye Fei gobbling, thinking of which refugee camp he had escaped from, hungry.

The two were eating, the toilet flushed, and Liu Manman walked out of the wall with a pale face.

"Manman, do you want to eat something," Lin Qingwan said hurriedly.

Liu Manman waved his hands weakly and returned to her room. Before closing the door, she gave Ye Fei a hard look before closing the door.

Ye Fei came forward and saved himself. Liu Manman was very grateful to Ye Fei.

However, Ye Fei hugged the princess without her consent.

In Liu Manman's view, Ye Fei was deliberately eating her tofu while she was drunk.

Ye Fei's position in Liu Manman's mind plummeted, and there was no difference from the harassing her disciples.

Liu Manman's gloomy eyes, Ye Fei looked in his eyes, can only helpless smile.

No matter whether Liu Manman charms all beings, she is not Ye Fei's dish. The reason why she just took her back is that Ye Fei is accustomed to the most efficient way, but forgets that this is no longer on the battlefield of every second, but In the prosperous city.

After eating, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and Murong had not returned.

Lin Qingwan has been yawning for a long time. She usually goes to bed at ten o'clock at night at the latest.

"Where can I sleep later?"

Ye Fei scratched his head and asked the long-awaited question.

"You sleep on the sofa for the moment." Lin Qingwan scratched her head and entered the bedroom. She changed to a pink Snoopy pajamas. She didn't even take a bath. She fell to bed and fell asleep.

Ye Fei leaned on the sofa and covered it with a thin towel.

He had just flown back from South America, the jet lag had not reversed, and there was no sleepiness.

Ye Fei closed his eyes and recalled what happened today. He felt with emotion that the city was full of crisis just like the battlefield.

Anyway, I couldn't sleep. Ye Fei's face appeared dignified. He took out a small rectangular wooden box from the jacket pocket and placed it on the table.

"Legots and ancestors are on top!"

Ye Fei folded his hands and worshiped this kind of thing, looking pious.

Then he carefully opened the box.

A dazzling flying knife lay on the red silk cloth.

This flying knife is three inches and seven minutes long. It is made of extraterrestrial meteorite. The surface of the blade has a layer of star dust. When you reach out, you can feel the bitter chill from the pores without touching the flying knife. Get in.

The most striking thing is that there is a little "Li" under the knife handle.

This flying knife is an ancestral property of Ye Fei. He also wondered why the flying ancestors of his family did not write Ye but Li.

This question, he once asked grandpa.

Grandpa Ye Zhong sat on the stone pier in front of the door, smoking a dry cigarette bag, and his eyes were as bright as stars: "Xiao Fei, our Ye family's flying knife stunt was passed to us by an surnamed Li. He was trapped by love, For a lifetime of loneliness and no heirs, our Ye family is his true heir. "

Thinking of Grandpa, Ye Fei sighed involuntarily.

When Ye Fei was twelve years old, Grandpa left this ancestral flying knife to Ye Fei and told him that as long as he could control the knife with qi, he would know where he was.

This year, Ye Fei is 21 years old and his grandfather has been missing for nine years.

Ye Fei's return to China this time was not only for the pension of his comrades-in-arms, but also for returning to China to find his grandfather.

It's just that Ye Fei has been practicing on the battlefield for nine years, and there is still a certain gap between the realm of Qi and the sword.

Ye Fei remembered that my grandfather had said that the realm of martial arts is inherently congenital.

The acquired warrior practises his strength to ward off his sword.

Innate warriors practiced qi to ward off the sword with qi.

After years of hard training, Ye Fei has developed internal energy in his body in accordance with the ancestral "Ye's Ancient Method", and he can also infuse the internal energy into other things.

Although it is not too far to pick flowers from flying leaves, it hurts invisible.

In Ye Fei's hands, plastic table knives, pencils, these things are filled with internal energy, combined with Ye family's flying knife stunt, can cause amazing injuries.

However, I don't know why, Ye Fei's inner strength cannot be poured on this ancestral flying knife!

Ye Fei holding the flying knife in his hands, his face flushed red, and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"Hey, the speed is not enough. It seems that I still have a big gap from the congenital realm. Now the top priority is to protect Lin Qingwan and take the time to practice slowly."

Ye Fei sighed, put away the flying knife, sat cross-legged on the sofa, practiced "Ye's Ancient Law", cultivated a sense of gas in his body, and strived to be able to enter the innate realm and explore the flying knife one day earlier. The message left by grandpa.

Unconsciously, the night passed and the red sun broke.

"Ha, today is a fine and fine weather!"

A beautiful woman in black lace pajamas yawned and came out of the bedroom.

She seemed a little short-sighted and did not see Ye Fei on the sofa. She walked into the toilet without closing the door. She squatted on the toilet and was preparing to urinate. Only then did she see that a strange man was sitting cross-legged on the sofa.

"what!"

Chu Mo rubbed his eyes to make sure that there was indeed a strange man on the sofa and screamed loudly.

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