The personal master of the beautiful president

On the mountain road leading to the top of the mountain in Haijing Mountain, a figure flashed across the air like lightning, as fast as a galloping horse.

The door of the villa opened automatically, and Lin Bei's figure jumped directly into it.

As soon as the figure settled down, Lin Bei noticed the figure sitting in front of his sandalwood table.

This is a woman, she is wearing a white plain dress, not only does not make people feel a little bit simple, but also gives people a smell like otherworldly fireworks.Although she was wearing a light veil, it did not cover her overpowering silhouette. Holy, elegant, stunning, all kinds of words of praise could be gathered on her body.

It's as if the person sitting here is not a person, but a fairy from the Nine Heavens.

"Mr. Lin, the little girl, the Mistress of the Taiqing Palace, Murong Qingxuan, has been waiting here for a long time."

Seeing Lin Bei coming back, the woman stood up gracefully and bowed to Lin Bei in a graceful manner.Beside her, sat Chen Ning, the jewel in the palm of the Chen family, and Lin Ruobing, who was slightly pale.

Seeing the woman in plain clothes bowing to him, Lin Bei narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a slightly unfriendly expression: "Why, I didn't see enough at the Binhai Lighthouse yesterday, and you still want to chase me to this humble house?"

When he was on Tianshi Mountain yesterday, Lin Bei realized that he was locked by four powerful auras, one of which was the aura of the woman in front of him.

"Hehe," Murong Qingxuan smiled slightly upon hearing Lin Bei's words, "Such a majestic and heroic figure like Mr. Lin's, how can one see it enough? Naturally, you need to see it several times."

With her stunning face, if she uttered such flattering words, any man would feel dizzy and ecstatic.

However, Lin Bei ignored Murong Qingxuan's words as if he didn't hear her, and went straight to Lin Ruobing.

"Master."

Seeing Lin Bei approaching, Lin Ruobing was slightly taken aback, and wanted to get up, but was pressed down by Lin Bei.

Without further ado, Lin Bei grabbed Lin Ruobing's white and slender wrist, and when he noticed her slightly disordered meridians, his expression suddenly became a bit cold.

Being grabbed by Lin Bei's wrist, Lin Ruobing's pretty face flushed slightly, but she didn't repel her at all in her heart, instead she had a lust.

Without speaking, Lin Bei put his index and middle fingers together, pinched Lin Ruobing's pulse, and injected a burst of true energy into her, calming down her chaotic pulse.

After absorbing Lin Bei's true energy, Lin Ruobing's pale pretty face recovered a little color, and her breathing became much more stable.

Putting down Lin Ruobing's bright wrist, Lin Bei turned his eyes and landed on Murong Qingxuan's body like two bayonets: "You hurt her?"

"No, no," Murong Qingxuan gently shook his head and said, "It's this little sister who insisted on not letting me in, and even drew her sword at me. Her injury was also caused by the backlash when she attacked me. I didn't Bully her."

Murong Qingxuan's words were true. With her strength, if she did something, Lin Ruobing would probably die on the spot.

Even though Lin Ruobing is very talented and she has a good teacher like Lin Bei to guide her personally, but her training time is too short, and now she barely reaches the realm of middle-level martial artist.She slashed at Murong Qingxuan with a sword, not only did not hurt her, but injured herself instead.

Hearing Murong Qingxuan's words, the frost on Lin Bei's face didn't lessen, and he said coldly: "Since she won't let you in, just wait at the door, if it wasn't because you insisted on coming in, she wouldn't treat you either. If you make a shot, you won't be injured by the concussion. In the final analysis, this injury was caused by you."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Murong Qingxuan's pretty face froze slightly, then she smiled lightly and said, "You, you really don't speak the truth..."

Before her words fell, Lin Bei had already made a bold move over there.

I saw him take a step forward, and his body suddenly rose. He was only 1.7 meters tall and suddenly exceeded 1.9 meters. His short hair grew inch by inch and hung down to his waist. It exudes a powerful aura that only the strong in the heavenly realm can have.

"Those who dare to hurt me, I think you are tired of living!"

Without further ado, Lin Bei raised his right arm and punched in the air.

There was a muffled "boom".

A fist mark that was visible to the naked eye swept across the air, wrapped in a fierce hurricane, and smashed towards Murong Qingxuan's face.

Murong Qingxuan didn't expect Lin Bei to be so impolite, and he did it as soon as he said he would do it, his beautiful eyes shrank suddenly, and he pushed his hands forward lightly.

Her pair of jade hands are slender and slender, just like a pair of art exhibits. Her hands are constantly turning and changing on the way out, forming a pink lotus flower platform out of thin air, protecting her in front of her like a shield.

The lotus platform looks fragile, but in fact it is covered by a layer of golden light. The eight corners of the lotus platform are engraved with ancient and complex patterns, which are so strong that even if a grenade is thrown over it, it cannot be blown away. Layer defense!

How can the methods of the strong in the heavenly realm be simple?
At the moment when the lotus platform was formed, Lin Bei's fist seal also followed.

With a "bang", the fist mark visible to the naked eye slammed heavily on the lotus platform. The lotus platform, which couldn't even be blown up by a grenade, cracked a crack immediately under Lin Bei's punch. .

The fist force of "Hoo Hoo" flowed along the crack to Murong Qingxuan behind the lotus platform. Under such gravity, Murong Qingxuan's delicate body could not stop retreating, until she reached the wall of the villa.

The reinforced concrete wall seemed to be made of paper, Murong Qingxuan stepped back very slowly, but as soon as he touched the wall, the wall collapsed in an instant, the whole body tilted down, and a hole was knocked out.

Murong Qingxuan didn't feel the pressure on her hands gradually disappear until she retreated outside the villa. It was obvious that the power of Lin Bei's punch had begun to dry up.

Only then did Murong Qingxuan let out a sigh of relief, and crushed the lotus platform in her hand.

"This punch was for my apprentice. You should be thankful that you didn't make a move from the beginning to the end. Otherwise, today's matter would not be so simple."

Over there, Lin Bei flickered coldly, looked at Murong Qingxuan and said.

Hearing Lin Bei's threat, Murong Qingxuan's beautiful face was cloudy, and she was no longer as calm and indifferent as before.

"You made the move because of your apprentice?" Murong Qingxuan squinted her long and narrow eyes, she glanced at Lin Ruobing, and said in a slightly low voice: "As far as I know, your apprentice's strength is only at the middle level. Warrior, I haven't even touched the threshold of a master. As long as you want, I can find ten from the Taiqing Palace who are not inferior to her in terms of appearance or cultivation."

"Find out ten who are not inferior to her in terms of appearance or cultivation?"

Hearing Murong Qingxuan's words, Lin Bei raised his head and laughed.

"In my eyes, let alone those disciples of your Taiqing Palace, even you here are not one ten thousandth as good as her," Lin Bei sneered, his eyes flashed coldly, and he said in a deep voice: "Now , you apologize to me!"