Cultivator In Martial God World

Tongda Building, Pinghai City.

Yang Xuan got out of the taxi, his face full of embarrassment.

He has no money to pay for the car.

"You are a big young man, and you can't even get ten dollars. It's not a shame." The driver sipped fiercely and drove off in a huff.

"Half money stumps heroes." Yang Xuan sighed. He has all the treasures all over him, but he can't even get a dollar, which is ridiculous.

But this is not difficult to solve. He randomly took out an inconspicuous item from the storage ring and auctioned it out. It was all astronomical figures. Therefore, he would not worry about it at all.

After leaving this question behind, he looked up at the twenty-story Tongda Building, and then took a deep breath.

"Xiaojing, don't you know if you still work here?" He muttered to himself.

In his previous life, his girlfriend Xiaojing worked in a company in Tongda Building. It was three years ago, and I don’t know if he has changed jobs.

Sit in the elevator, and after reaching the sixteenth floor, he was stopped by a beauty at the front desk wearing a short skirt and stockings.

"Who are you looking for?" The front desk looked suspiciously at Yang Xuan. From his clothes, it didn't seem like work.

"I'm looking for Ren Jing." Yang Xuan said nervously. He didn't know if his girlfriend Ren Jing was still here.

The front desk curled his lips: "Ren Jing? Ren Jing resigned some time ago."

Yang Xuan was taken aback: "Resigned?"

"Offended Can we stay with Young Master as our chairman?" The front desk was full of disdain.

"Do you know where he lives?" Yang Xuan asked.

"Who knows." The front desk said, taunted: "You can ask Young Master of our chairman, he sends flowers every day, he must know."

Actually, Yang Xuan knows little Where does Jing live, only three years have passed, and he is not sure whether Xiao Jing has moved.

From the Tongda Building, Yang Xuan did not take a car at all, and walked two blocks directly to a small village in his memory.

In his memory, Xiaojing had rented here before.

Looking for memory, Yang Xuan walked to a small building, and then he saw a Ferrari sports car parked downstairs.

Two people are standing before the sports car.

Yang Xuan's gaze narrowed, and his expression was a little excited, because one of the girls in a white dress and long hair cape was his girlfriend, Xiao Jing.

"Zhang Ping, I said, I have a boyfriend, don't harass me in the future." Xiaojing pursed her lips, somewhat angrily said.

The guy he called Zhang Ping, he knew the very expensive suit, greasy face, laughed at him, he was not angry, he just passed the flower in his hand forward: "Little Jing, don’t be angry, I know you don’t have a boyfriend at all."

Xiao Jing took the flowers and threw them into the trash can next to him, saying, "Why are you like this? I told you all, I have a boyfriend."

"Okay." Zhang Ping shrugged indifferently, and an insignificant cold glow flashed in his eyes and said: "Then tell me, you What is your boyfriend's name, let me give up."

Xiao Jing said bitterly: "My boyfriend, his name is Yang Fan."

Yang Xuan heart trembled.

"Ha!" Zhang Ping laughed: "Okay, you call him out and let me see if he is worthy of you."

Speaking, he Pulling up Xiaojing's wrist, she pulled into the car.

He has lost his patience.

Xiao Jing struggled hard, teardrops rolling in her eyes.

Looking at Xiaojing’s desperate face, Zhang Ping couldn’t help being more proud. What he liked most was the little girl’s angry expression but he had no other way of doing it. The previous refined in manner , It's just a disguise.

Boom!

After a light sound, all Zhang Ping’s pride was frozen on his face. He felt like soar into the clouds and mount the mists and flew into the sky, and then fell fiercely. On the ground.

The severe pain made him spin around for a while, lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time.

It took a while for the boss to slow down and look up. In front of Ren Jing, there was an ordinary-looking man standing.

"Boy, you...who are you?" Zhang Ping almost burst into flames in his eyes. He came out today without a bodyguard, and he suffered a loss if he didn't think about it.

"Me?" Yang Xuan smiled, indifferently said: "I am Xiaojing's boyfriend, Zhang Fan."

As soon as the voice fell, he slowly turned around.

Behind him, Ren Jing had already burst into tears.

She just said, "Xiao Fan..." and she passed out.

Yang Xuan quickly hugged her in his arms, with infinite gentle movements.

A weak girl with no father and no mother, after he disappeared, she can stand for him for three years. To this day, this kind of feeling is beyond the description of ordinary love.

At this moment, his heart is full of infinite tenderness, and there is no more heart to kill.

"Xiao Jing, I am back." He put his face on Xiao Jing's face, let his tears wet his face, and muttered to himself.

Zhang Ping saw that the canthus was about to split, stood up reluctantly, and yelled: "Boy, you will wait for me."

After that, he opened the car door and smoked. It's gone.

Yang Xuan can beat him into the air at once. He must have practiced martial arts. He dare not stand up against Yang Xuan.

Holding Xiaojing and relying on memory, Yang Xuan came to the door of her rented house, took out the key from her, and opened the door.

Entering the room, Yang Xuan was taken aback.

I saw pictures of him and Xiaojing everywhere on the table, bedside, and cabinet in the small room. There were laughing and making noises.

Yang Xuan felt that something called sadness came to his heart. He couldn't imagine how Xiaojing spent the past three years.

"Sorry!" he muttered to himself.

Xiao Jing woke up, staring blankly at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of her, just looking at it like that, without saying a word.

Yang Xuan did not speak either, but tightly hugged Xiaojing's somewhat weak body in his arms, as if until the end of time, he was unwilling to give up.

For a long time, for a long time, Xiaojing finally said the first sentence.

She hesitated, weeping, with anticipation, or fear.

"Am I dreaming again?"

These six words, like bullets, hit the softest part of Yang Xuan's heart, making his heart tremble and making him Hugging Xiaojing tightly in his arms again.

"No, you didn't dream, I'm back."

A heart-piercing cry came from Xiaojing's mouth. As she cried, she beat Yang Xuan fiercely. The chest, even scratching, even biting, vented the hatred accumulated for three years, and the love accumulated for three years.

"Where did you go? Why didn't you contact me? Why didn't you tell me why? Three years, don't you know, you left me here for three years, you are so cruel , You're so cruel..." Xiaojing cried heartbreakingly, crying out of breath, like a cuckoo weeping blood.

Yang Xuan's heart is dripping blood, and he keeps saying I'm sorry, so let Xiaojing fight together without any resistance.

I don’t know how long it took, Xiaojing finally got tired from crying, and she was tired. She hid in Yang Xuan’s arms, trying to shrink herself a little bit, like a little kitty, pitiful Look at him.

"Promise me, will you take me wherever you go?" Xiaojing said, teardrops flashed in her eyes: "Because I leave you, I can't live."

"en!" Yang Xuan repeatedly nodded. At this moment, he felt that he owed Xiaojing too much, too much.

"Xiao Fan, where have you been in the past three years?" Xiao Jing, who had calmed down, finally asked this question again.

"I...wandered for many years..." Yang Xuan hugged the small crystal in his arms tightly, his voice full of gentleness.