Rural Shennong

The manor where Lei's family is located is very quiet, far less lively than the reception at the entrance.

Passing by a villa, Chen Ping stopped. This villa was assigned to Chen Ping by Lei's family.

"Both of you go back to the house and wait for me, I'll go see Lei Luan."

Abandoning the two attendants, Chen Ping continued to walk into the manor.

When Chen Ping entered the manor, someone notified Lei Luan in advance.

When he arrived at the largest villa in the depths of the manor, he saw Yan Yao, a strong woman waiting at the door, which meant that Lei Luan was already waiting for him in the house.

Yan Yao looked at Chen Ping with complicated eyes: "Mr. Chen, Madam's illness is already cured. When I see Madam later, I hope you will be mentally prepared!"

Chen Ping was stunned for a moment: "Oh, yes!"

He didn't quite understand why Yan Yao reminded him of this, even if Lei Luan recovered from his illness and took off that outfit, he wouldn't feel nervous, and it's not like he hasn't seen it before.

Seeing Chen Ping's nonchalant expression, Yan Yao sighed inwardly, stretched out her hand to open the door, and made a gesture of please.

Chen Ping nodded to Yan Yao, and stepped over the threshold.

There was only Lei Luan in the hall, with her back to Chen Ping, she looked up at a picture of a tiger descending a mountain on the wall.

The soft light fell and sprinkled on Lei Luan's satin-like black hair, shining with a somewhat psychedelic luster.

The goose-yellow evening dress outlined the enchanting outline with bumps and convexities.

Lei Luan deserves to be praised as the number one beauty in Lingnan.

Just a back view can arouse infinite reverie.

The evening dress was still backless, and her snow-white skin was as delicate as a baby's.

Chen Ping just glanced at it, and quickly circulated his internal energy to suppress his agitated blood: "Ahem, Mrs. Lei, I'm here!"

"I want to discuss it with you. Before tomorrow's competition, you can add my name to the shortlist."

Lei Luan seemed to have admired the picture of the tiger descending the mountain enough, and turned around slowly: "Are you going to be in the ring too?"

Chen Ping didn't hear what Lei Luan said.

He was a majestic martial arts master, but he was shocked to have tinnitus.

What dignity?What elegance?What coquettish and charming?

Exhausting all the words, it is impossible to describe what Chen Ping saw.

The face of an angel, the figure of a devil, the perfect body of a monster in the world, maybe it is what Lei Luan looks like at this moment.

Chen Ping has no doubt that if it was ancient times, there would be countless kings who would not hesitate to launch a war with the power of the whole country in order to compete for Lei Luan in front of him.

Lei Luan said angrily, "I'm asking you something!"

Chen Ping came back to his senses suddenly, and quickly turned his head: "Ah, what did you just say?"

He didn't dare to look at Lei Luan, really didn't dare.

It is a lie to say that you are sick.

No one would be able to bear it if he became this way that he couldn't meet people.

Lei Luan took a deep breath: "I just asked you, are you going to be in the ring too?"

Chen Ping replied: "Yes, yes, I want to compete, please help me sign up!"

The inner strength was running wildly, suppressing the blood that was about to riot.

Even if he didn't look at Lei Luan anymore, the appearance of Lei Luan just now was deeply engraved in Chen Ping's mind, and he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to.

Only now did he understand why Yan Yao had prepared him mentally when he came in just now.

Lei Luan was silent for a moment: "I can use you as a candidate, but I don't think it's necessary, I trust Elder Wei."

"If Elder Wei can't beat Zuo Bingxiu, it's useless for you to go up."

Chen Ping waved his hands a little irritably: "Just sign up for me."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. When he reached the door, Chen Ping paused: "I think it's better for you to wear a veil tomorrow."

Lei Luan was slightly taken aback, trying to understand what Chen Ping meant, Lei Luan was instantly furious, and scolded coquettishly, "Get lost!"

Chen Ping ran in a rather embarrassing situation. He didn't even know why he said that sentence just now by accident.

That night, Chen Ping suffered from insomnia. He practiced all night, and he finally calmed down at dawn.

It is not to blame that Chen Ping is in a state of confusion, nor is it because Lei Luan is not as beautiful as the person he should be in reality.

It was Lei Luan's current appearance, he had seen it before.

On the last day when Chen Ping was imprisoned in the security team, when he broke through to become a martial arts master, the illusory witch who almost made Chen Ping go crazy was exactly the same as Lei Luan now.

That almost became Chen Ping's inner demon, and it took him a long time to get rid of the inner demon.

Last night, some stepped viewing platforms were set up around the periphery of the Jagged Arena overnight.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the huge gong standing beside the ring rang.

The spectators who had already filled the viewing platform immediately stopped making noise.

First, Qiao Jiqiang, the current president of the Lingnan Provincial Association of Industry and Commerce, took the stage to speak: "Good morning, friends from the business and martial arts circles!"

"Business is prosperous, military luck is prosperous, business and martial arts complement each other!"

"I wish you all the best of luck!"

He didn't want to be re-elected, and there was no ink stain, so he stepped down after saying these few words.

Whatever I say, I wish you all the best, everyone around you thinks he is farting.

There can only be one winner today, and [-]% of the time it will be the Yang family.

Rather than saying that everyone came to watch the battle, it would be better to say that everyone came to witness the historical moment when the Yang family reached the top.

After Qiao Jiqiang went down, the president of the Martial Arts Association came up.

He strode to the center of the arena, clasped his fists to the surroundings, and said, "Today, the Lingnan elites gathered together to celebrate the event."

"Today is not only a meeting place for business friends, but also a critical moment for martial arts colleagues to compare martial arts and test the results of their cultivation in the past five years."

"Even if you are in this iron-blooded fight, life and death are your fate!"

"But I still hope that all martial arts colleagues can follow the principle of fighting first and fighting second, try not to be cruel, and have to forgive others and forgive others!"

"Enough nonsense, I announce that the No.13 Lingnan Iron-Blooded Competition has officially begun!"

"The winner in the end will be rewarded with a medium-grade succulent plant jointly provided by the Martial Arts Association and the Industry and Commerce Association!"

Many ordinary people have never heard of the name Xuan Dengcao, but many martial artists who watched the battle knew what it was, and they all shouted excitedly after hearing this.

"Intermediate hanging lamp grass? Is it true or not?"

"Of course it is true. The president announced it in public. Can there be falsehood?"

"Damn it, mid-level hanging lamp grass is very precious to martial arts masters, and it is a waste to foreign martial arts masters!"

"Hehe, do you think that the final winner will be a foreign warrior? Zuo Bingxiu and Wei Hongye, which one is not a master of martial arts?"

"Mr. Wei is out of business. Zuo Bingxiu has picked up a big deal. With the intermediate hanging lamp grass, his cultivation will definitely go further."

The elixir of the penju plant is similar to the pitcher plant that is very common in the flower and bird market.

Its habit is also the same as that of pitcher plants. It relies on a small cage that emits fragrance to attract flying insects, and then absorb nutrients to grow.

The reason why it is called the hanging lamp grass is because the small cage of this elixir can emit light, and it looks like a hanging lamp at night.

The warriors were envious to death, but they just thought about it, this kind of elixir is not something they can think about.