The two took a special sightseeing elevator together and went straight to the middle of the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

Qin Yu took a walk around this mansion, finally determined the decoration style and plan, and then prepared to return to Liren Medicine.

Wang Jiangtao was still busy, and he went down the mountain alone along the tree-lined path.

This Luojia Mountain is indeed a beautiful place. The birds sing and the flowers are fragrant along the way, and the trees are shaded, and even the air is much fresher than other places.

And it is very quiet, and if it is at night, it will definitely be even quieter.

Qin Yu walked along the bluestone path. Although it was a hot summer day, the trees were lush and the breeze was swaying, which was very comfortable.

He was in a good mood and was on a whim. His eyes were as bright as lightning, and he exhaled and opened his breath.

A sharp and long breath!

"Hi!"

This tone was like a long white dragon, spraying out of his mouth.

Like a terrible crossbow arrow, tearing the air and bombarding a willow tree a few meters away.

"Bang!!"

A deep pit with a size of a bowl appeared on the willow tree, which was so terrifying.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of bones and joints on Qin Yu's body made crackling sounds, like firecrackers.

A powerful force wandered in the body and instantly spread throughout the body.

Qin Yu smiled slightly, and after spitting out the turbid breath in his chest, all the fatigue and discomfort were wiped out and became energetic.

As soon as I walked to the willow forest at the foot of the mountain, I suddenly saw a familiar beauty, wearing a ponytail whip, wearing a set of elegant white martial arts uniforms, and punching by the woods.

Isn’t this the beautiful policewoman Yang Ting who caught him into the bureau last time at the Yidu Hotel?

There was also a gray-haired old man in Tang suit standing next to him. He watched her punching and occasionally gave some advice.

Behind the shade of the trees around the old and the young, there were seven incredible men in black hidden in the shrubs.

Their position is extremely particular and has no blind spots. They should be defending Yang Ting and this old man.

It seems that the identity of this old and a young man is not simple.

Yang Ting's pretty face is cold, her figure is hot and tall, and her white martial arts uniform is floating with the wind, and she is so ethereal and heroic spirit out of thin air.

Yang Ting practices Emei Fist, which is fast and has a very flexible body movement, floating, sinking, flying, flashing, and drilling...

He is heroic and powerful, his slender waist swings like a snake.

The breeze blows, outlining the curvy figure, making people unable to move their eyes.

However, Qin Yu stared at Yang Ting, not because she was too beautiful, but because she was observing the condition of the breath in her body.

"Oh, the breath is empty, mixed and impure. It's not too instant, but it's still okay to hit three or four ordinary people."

Qin Yu shook his head.

The god of war, he doesn't like it, does not mean that Yang Ting is not good.

As the saying goes, kill the master's tutor by random punches.

But don’t underestimate three or four ordinary people. If you rush forward, ordinary special forces will find it difficult to deal with this situation of disrupting wars.

When he was muttering, Yang Ting, who was concentrating on practicing boxing, immediately heard it.

When he turned his head and saw Yang Ting was stunned at first, then frowned.

It turns out that it was you, the last case of hurting someone has not yet been settled.

Now this guy is staring at himself practicing boxing, while sighing and shaking his head, as if his boxing skills cannot reach his eyes.

However, she suffered a lot at the Yidu Hotel that night.
Chapter completed!