Tie Xiaohu went to cultivate last night in the heavy rain. He cultivated the Raging Waves Internal Skill and endured the impact of the Qingshui River's tides every night. Naturally, he wasn't afraid of the rain.
Tie Xiaohu didn't bring his phone since it was raining. Ling Yun only managed to contact Tie Xiaohu after getting the phone number of one of Tie Xiaohu's cousins through Abing.
Tie Xiaohu's voice sounded a little hoarse. "Big Brother Yun, when I heard that something happened last night, I was still cultivating on the dam of Qingshui River. I knew that it would be too late even if I rushed back then, so I brought my brothers directly to Qingshui Wharf."
"I heard from Abing that you settled it quickly, so I didn't go back. I stayed at Mansion Number Nine for the whole night."
After sending Murong Feixue home last night, Tie Xiaohu went to the Qingshui River to cultivate. Just as he was about to finish his cultivation, he heard the news of the incident in the city. He knew that he wouldn't be able to help Ling Yun much even if he returned to Qingshui City at that time. Therefore, he made a prompt decision to rush to the nearest Qingshui Wharf villa with his six brothers as fast as possible. They waited there for the entire night.
"Mmm!" Ling Yun nodded. Tie Xiaohu was indeed his most capable right-hand man. He made the wisest decision the moment he heard about the incident. Ling Yun was very pleased.
"What about the two people who died? Did you find out their identities?"
"They should be assassins from the Assassins Organization, but their ranks were very low. They barged into Mansion Number Nine and triggered the killing formation. They were crushed to death by the boulders!" Tie Xiaohu answered.
"Their brains were split open, and their corpses were smashed into two piles of mud. They've been cleaned up by the police and taken away. "
Ling Yun chuckled when he thought about it. "Alright, you don't have to stay there anymore. I have something for you to do. Get Abing to buy some shot balls or iron balls for me. They have to be solid, and each ball can't be smaller than half a meter in diameter."
Ling Yun needed to set up a formation to repel the enemy. His main target this time was a Xiantian Realm master. Using boulders was obviously ineffective. This time, he changed to shot or iron balls with a diameter of half a meter.
Tie Xiaohu was stunned when he heard that. "Such a huge shot put?! How many do you need? "
"At least one hundred and eight!" Ling Yun replied.
A solid iron ball with a diameter of half a meter would weigh at least 100 kilograms. Shot balls were even heavier than iron balls. This time, Ling Yun was willing to pay any price to deal with the enemy.
This put Tie Xiaohu in a difficult position. Dumbfounded, he said, "Erm … Big Brother Yun, I don't think this thing can be found on the market. We'll have to contact the manufacturer to customize it."
Ling Yun smiled. "I want you to customize it. Contact more manufacturers, the faster the better. Don't be afraid of spending money!"
"Alright!"
Tie Xiaohu agreed immediately. He then heard Ling Yun say, "Go back and rest after you're done with this. The enemy has made a move on us. Take care of yourself. Don't get caught by the people from the Assassins Organization!"
"I understand, Big Brother Yun. I will be more careful."
"Big Brother Yun, is Big Sister Murong on the plane already?" Tie Xiaohu wanted to hang up, but he couldn't help but ask.
"Ah?!" Ling Yun was dumbfounded by Tie Xiaohu's reminder. He cultivated all the way to seven in the morning. By the time he finished his breakfast, it was already past eight. He had completely forgotten about sending Murong Feixue off.
"I'm hanging up!"
Ling Yun immediately hung up the phone and turned to Ning Lingyu, "Lingyu, give me your car keys!"
"Big Brother, are you going out?" Ning Lingyu and the rest of the beauties were confused when they saw Ling Yun making a phone call.
Ning Lingyu still passed the car keys to Ling Yun. Ling Yun took the car keys and flew out of the living room. "I have something urgent to attend to, I'll be leaving first!" He drove the Maserati out of the mansion.
Qin Dongxue watched as Ling Yun drove away. She pouted helplessly. "It's like my butt is on fire. There's no time for me to rest!"
Ling Yun drove out quickly and called Murong Feixue immediately. He prayed that Murong Feixue would pick him up, that the plane hadn't left yet.
Who knew that Murong Feixue's phone would really get through? It only rang once before the call was picked up.
"Where is he?!" Ling Yun thanked the heavens. He knew that he couldn't turn on his phone on the plane. If Murong Feixue could pick up the call, it meant that she hadn't left yet.
"He's at home," Murong Feixue giggled at the apologetic tone in Ling Yun's voice.
"Where's the plane?" Ling Yun asked.
"It's already flown away," Murong Feixue replied faintly.
Ling Yun was dumbfounded. "Ah? Then, then what should we do? "
Last night, he swore that he would get Murong Feixue on the plane. Now, it was all delayed.
"What else can we do? Come and pick me up! "Murong Feixue pouted. Her voice sounded a little unhappy.
"Alright, wait for me at home. I'll be there in a minute!"
Ling Yun couldn't care less about anything else. He sped up again, and the Maserati sped all the way to Nancui Gardens.
"Screech!" Ling Yun slammed on the brakes and stopped the car in front of Murong Feixue's villa. "Big Sister Murong, I'm here. Get ready to go!"
Murong Feixue's slender figure appeared at the door. She had just washed her hair, and her waist-length hair was still wet. She was wearing a loose and comfortable set of home clothes, but it gave off a simple and elegant vibe.
She leaned against the door frame and smiled at Ling Yun. "Why are you still wearing the clothes from last night? Come in … "She didn't mention anything about going to the airport.
Since the plane had already left, Ling Yun wasn't in a hurry. He looked Murong Feixue up and down with admiration. "Big Sister, you're so pretty today. Where's Grandpa Murong?"
Murong Feixue giggled. "You're such a sweet talker. Why didn't you say it last night? Grandpa went to the Antique Market. "
As she spoke, she turned her body slightly to let Ling Yun into the house.
When Ling Yun entered the room, he lifted Murong Feixue up by the waist and sat down on the sofa, ignoring Murong Feixue's shyness and struggles.
"W-what are you doing! Let go of me! " Murong Feixue's face was as red as blood. Her little hands pounded on Ling Yun's chest, but it was more comfortable than a massage.
"Grandpa isn't home anyway. It's just the two of us. What's there to be afraid of?" Ling Yun chuckled.
Then, his big hands started to get naughty. Murong Feixue was gasping for breath, but she soon gave up on struggling and allowed Ling Yun to do whatever he wanted.
Ling Yun's hands explored Murong Feixue's smooth and delicate body. "Big Sister, why didn't you catch the plane?"
Murong Feixue's face was red, and her breathing quickened. "You're still calling me Big Sister? How can you be so disrespectful to your Big Sister? "
"I won't leave if you don't come," she said gently.
I won't leave if you don't come.
This sentence was enough to express Murong Feixue's feelings.
Ling Yun smiled, and the dimple on his left cheek trembled. Murong Feixue was dazzled. "Won't that delay things in Hong Kong?" he asked softly.
"The conference officially starts tomorrow morning. The organizers only arranged a welcome party tonight, so it won't be delayed," Murong Feixue said in a daze.
Hearing this, Ling Yun was finally relieved. He let out a long breath and waved his hand to send out a gust of wind, closing the two antique doors in the room.
"W-what are you doing?" Murong Feixue was obviously flustered. Her breathing became more rapid, and her eyes were filled with fear as she stared at Ling Yun.
"Big Sister even delayed the plane to wait for me. Of course, I have to make it up to you, or I'll feel guilty!"
Murong Feixue let out a squeal instinctively. Ling Yun suddenly reached out and tore off Murong Feixue's loose home clothes that were wrapped tightly around her.
Murong Feixue only felt a chill on her body. Her smooth, snow-white skin was exposed to Ling Yun's eyes.
Her upper body was only left with a lavender bra, binding her voluptuous breasts. Her deep cleavage trembled slightly, as if telling of its amazing elasticity.
"Scoundrel, you're the one who sent me on the plane. Not only are you late, but you're also bullying Big Sister!"
Ling Yun and Murong Feixue had already done it once in this room. Murong Feixue was extremely shy, but she didn't struggle much. Obviously, she was thinking about the same thing as Ling Yun.
"Big Sister, don't worry. I promise you won't delay work."
Ling Yun laughed heartily and lifted his hand to remove the last bit of cover on Murong Feixue's body. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.
After a moan, the whole room was filled with spring. It was as hot as fire and as mellow as wine.
…
After more than an hour, Ling Yun walked out of Murong Feixue's bedroom with a satisfied smile on his face.
Another half an hour passed before Murong Feixue walked out of the bedroom, fully dressed. Her pretty face was filled with an intoxicated and satisfied smile. She was even holding a brand-new set of men's clothing in her hands.
"Scoundrel, I had to take another shower because of you …"
Murong Feixue changed into a pink silk skirt and sat lazily on Ling Yun's lap.
"I bought it for you. Try it on."
"Big Sister, how am I supposed to wear it?" Ling Yun frowned.
Murong Feixue giggled and stood up. "Tsk, as if you weren't the impatient one just now!" Murong Feixue said with a glare.
Ling Yun had already taken a shower in Murong Feixue's bathroom. He changed into the brand new clothes and looked even more suave and elegant. Murong Feixue couldn't take her eyes off him.
"You're really a natural clothes rack. You seem to have grown taller again …"
Murong Feixue would never have dreamed that the fat fatty would become the handsome young man that she yearned for day and night when they first met!
Ling Yun had indeed grown taller after more than three months of crazy cultivation. He was now almost 1.85 meters tall.
Ling Yun put his hands in his pockets and smiled coolly.
"Sister, let's not catch the flight. I'll send a private plane to send you directly to Hong Kong!" (To be continued)
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