Chapter 1020: 1020. Daily Life

"Smack! Smash! Smash!"

There was a sound of splashing water, and mottled silhouettes appeared on the doors and windows. After more than an hour of fighting, the door opened again.

Yang Ming walked out of the bathroom refreshed, followed by Hu Liena, who was a small bird, her face was reddened, making her look even more charming. A burst of perfume filled the air and rushed into Yang Ming's nose, reminding him of the scene of the two fighting just now. Situation, I can't help but feel a slight sway in my heart.

Looking back, Hu Liena's hair was wet on her jade shoulders, exuding steam, holding a towel in one hand to wipe off the water drops, wrapped in a red dress, she was full of a seductive aura, as if already Ripe peaches are allowed to be picked.

Seeing Yang Ming turn around, Hu Liena smiled sweetly.

Hu Liena has a kind of coquettishness in her bones, she seems to be able to seduce the roundworms in any man's stomach with a frown and a frown, which makes Yang Ming's mouth dry.

After calming down for a while, Yang Ming came to the living room as if nothing had happened. Several dishes were already placed on the dining table, but the sound of cooking was still coming from the kitchen. It was obvious that Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu were still there. Cook.

Ordinary soul masters eat much more than ordinary people. For example, the appetite of four wives is astonishingly large. Each of them can swallow a cow. This is not an exaggeration at all. After all, the higher the level of the soul master, the more consumed It's amazing, and that's why the strategic position of food-type soul masters is so important. Otherwise, if there is a fight, the party without food-type soul masters will be enough to transport food.

Of course, with Yang Ming's current state of becoming a third-level deity, in fact, he no longer needs to eat to supplement his nutrition, he can directly go to the void to absorb various energy for replenishment.

However, as a member of the big foodie in his previous life, Yang Ming naturally didn't want to lose his appetite. It would be too boring to do so.

Yang Ming and Hu Liena looked at each other, and they walked into the kitchen holding hands.

The three girls Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu were holding shovels and turning their backs to the two of them, stirring dishes. Each of them was wrapped in an apron to cover up their attractive figures. It has flavor and is a feast for the eyes.

When Ning Rongrong turned back to get the ingredients, he caught a glimpse of two people standing at the door of the kitchen out of the corner of his eye, and said angrily:

"What are you still doing standing there when you're done with your work? Why don't you hurry up and help?"

When the second wife spoke, Yang Ming naturally had no reason not to agree.

Even though Yang Ming is the leader of Wei Gai Qianqiu's Zhatian Gang outside, but when he comes home, the four wives have the final say at home, and of course he chooses to respect his wife's wishes.

"Put the chopped green pepper first, then the sliced ​​meat, yes, that's it, just add some soy sauce and salt, hey, hey, don't put so much, do you want to be salty?"

Ning Rongrong rolled up his sleeves and stood aside to teach. Yang Ming clumsily held the spatula and clumsily stir-fried the fried pork with green peppers in the pot. , and collapsed the whole kitchen, that would be the end of it.

Although life is plain, there is a special taste in it.

After more than half an hour of tinkering, the five people came out of the kitchen, and the dining table was already filled with delicacies in good color, fragrance and taste.

Zhu Zhuqing picked up a big steamed bun, put it in Yang Ming's bowl, and added some fried pork slices, preserved vegetables, etc. Jiao Didi said:

"Husband, are you hungry, eat something quickly."

"Fortunately, I'm not hungry, let's eat together."

Yang Ming greeted the four daughters, and he picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth. Not to mention, the four wives are very good at cooking. After cooking for more than half an hour, the flavor has already been immersed in it, and finally it is cooked on a high fire. It tastes quite steamy and very refreshing.

Seeing this, the four women moved their chopsticks one after another.

Under the five people's turmoil, the food on the dinner table decreased rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. During the meal, Yang Ming also talked with the four women to understand what happened recently, which is of great help to the internal innovation of the Zhatian Gang. a deeper understanding.

But after a while, the five of them were full of wine and food.

Yang Ming stretched his waist. He felt comfortable staying at home. He didn't have to worry about so many troubles from the outside world. He simply wasn't in a hurry to go back to work at the Zhatian Gang's resident office and gave himself half a day off.

Having nothing to do, Yang Ming took out a Guqin from Youhai Najie. Speaking of which, it was the Guqin he took from the house that was already on fire when the Wuhun Temple destroyed the Holy Soul Village. It has been many years now. It has not been used for many years and it is covered with dust.

Yang Ming stroked the Guqin lightly with his fingers, and the voice and appearance of his grandfather, Old Jack, appeared in his mind. He sighed slightly in his heart, and ten slender fingers landed on the strings of the qin, hooked them vigorously, and made a mournful sound of the qin.

Hovering, soothing, and the melody of the piano is light, the main tune tells Yang Ming's grief for his grandfather, Old Jack, which is quite sad, like a persistent inquiry.

In the late autumn with the gentle breeze, the air is filled with the fragrance of autumn chrysanthemums in the courtyard. The sound of Yang Ming's piano attracted the attention of the four girls. Hu Liena, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu stood intoxicated on the floor of the corridor, Looking at the man playing soft music in the pavilion by the pond, they couldn't understand the music, but just seeing the figure that lingered in their dreams, they closed their eyes with enjoyment, and the curved and long eyelashes clipped the new In the afterglow of the day, a smile bloomed on the corners of their beautiful lips.

A song finally fell, two hours had passed, and the sun was already hanging in the direction of noon.

Restraining his grief for his grandfather, Old Jack, perhaps because of the loss of his relatives, Yang Ming brought a different feeling. He put away his guqin, came to the four girls, and looked at their piece of music that had been baptized by the years. Yang Ming's face has faded away from the immatureness of a young girl, and has become a bit more mature than a woman's. Yang Ming hugged each wife one by one, and seemed to realize something, saying:

"If possible, I hope you will not forget me in the next life, and I will not forget your familiar tenderness."

At this moment, the long-lost system jumped out to refresh the sense of presence.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for uttering the classic lines in Fox Fairy Little Matchmaker, and getting a chance to draw a lottery. Do you want to start the lottery roulette?"

The Fox Fairy Little Matchmaker is a fantasy world with a relatively low upper limit of force, and there are no powerful treasures that can catch Yang Mingfa's eyes, so he ignores them directly and saves the lucky draw opportunity for the next lottery draw.

Ning Rongrong held Yang Ming's palm in his hands, and put it on his smooth cheeks, looked at Yang Ming's eyes affectionately, with a hint of coquettishness in the corner of his mouth, and said:

"Fool, what are you talking about, let's not say that we will never forget you in this life, and we will never forget you in the next life."

Yang Ming was slightly taken aback, seeing the firm expressions of the four girls, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Afterwards, amidst Ning Rongrong's exclamation, Yang Ming held Ning Rongrong in his arms with a princess around his waist, and strode towards the bedroom with great strides.

As if thinking of something, Ning Rongrong's face suddenly turned red, and she beat Yang Ming's chest continuously with her powder fist, and said coquettishly:

"Husband, today I have to go back to the Zhatian Gang to deal with matters!"

"It's okay, you will be tired later, you don't have to go to work at worst, anyway, Zhatian will help me decide! Now, my husband will teach you foreign languages ​​first."

Yang Minglang laughed, and entered the room with Ning Rongrong's shy expression on his face. Among the other three girls, except for Hu Liena, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu secretly gritted their teeth, unexpectedly Ning Rongrong took the first step, how annoying!

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Stealing half a day's leisure in a floating life has been a joy in life since ancient times.

Yang Ming didn't know whether the ancients were happy or not, but he felt happy anyway.

After more than an hour of foreign language exchange with Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong was completely defeated by Yang Ming's extensive knowledge, and now she is closing her eyes, trying hard to absorb the essence of the foreign language.

"Whoosh!"

A figure flashed away.

Yang Ming dressed neatly again and returned to his own office in the Zhatian Gang's residence.

Yang Ming casually rang the bell placed on the table. Accompanied by a series of jingling sounds, the door of the office opened within a quarter of an hour, and a well-known senior executive of the Zhatian Gang appeared in Yang Ming's sight.

After many months, Tang Chen and Tang Hao were both in a daze when they saw the leader again.

They thought that they had advanced in the demigod realm and were not far from Yang Ming's level, but when they met now, they couldn't feel the slightest aura of a strong man from the leader of the gang, just like a mediocre An ordinary person, but as the leader of a gang, how could Yang Ming be an ordinary person? Then, there is only one possible explanation, Yang Ming's strength has been broken through, and has reached a level that even they can't match.

A new god?

No, even the new gods couldn't hide from Tang Chen and Tang Hao's eyes.

Could it be that it is a third-level god? ? ?

Today, the Zhatian Gang dominates the Douluo Continent, and many secrets hidden in the past are also collected as information by the Zhatian Gang, and as the top leaders of the Zhatian Gang, Tang Chen and Tang Hao are naturally able to learn about it immediately First-hand information, and also learned from those ancient books, there is still a long way to go after becoming a god at level 100. Among them, reaching level 110 is a third-level god!

Tang Chen can still sit still when he thinks that the leader of the gang is less than twenty years old and has already fulfilled the dreams that countless people have not fulfilled. But Tang Hao is different. He has not forgotten that the leader of the gang and his son Tang San At the same age, if the gang leader can become a god, maybe he can lead Tang San and give him a hand in the future.

Because of this, Tang Hao's expression was a little excited, and he asked:

"Master, may I ask, what level have you reached now?"

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the senior executives in the office cast their gazes one after another. Obviously, they were also very concerned about Yang Ming's strength.

"I'm not afraid to say this, anyway, it's not an ulterior secret, you will know sooner or later." Yang Ming smiled lightly, and said: "As you can see, I have become a god, and I have reached the third level. Only, even in the God Realm, with my combat power, I can still have a place."

"hiss!!!"

Hearing this, everyone gasped involuntarily.

Tier 3 gods!

That is no ordinary god!

Generally speaking, individual Tianjiao characters on the planet finally become gods at level 100 after going through many difficulties and experiences. Because the mysteries and domains they comprehend before becoming gods are weak, and the power of rules they master after becoming gods is also relatively weak. Passing through the stage of newly promoted gods and stepping into the stage of ordinary gods from level 101 to level 109, the weak power of rules is difficult to condense the god ring, so you will not be able to join the ranks of third-level gods. You can only be a priest, which is called Priests, to put it bluntly, are called high-level laborers. They work for the gods of the gods. Although they have a long life that is envied by ordinary creatures, they have no future. However, even so, countless people are willing to become priests every ten thousand years. , To what extent has the involution of the Douluo universe reached!

Everyone who learned about the situation from the ancient books was both excited and shocked.

It was still Tang Chen who was mature and refined, or maybe it was because he had been comprehending Buddhism in recent years, he seemed relatively indifferent, and did not have as many mood swings as the others.

Tang Chen stepped out from the crowd, bowed slightly towards Yang Ming, and said:

"Sect Leader, we have captured the former Wuhun Empire's new emperor Qian Renxue for more than a month, and now we have sealed her soul power and imprisoned her in prison. I don't know how the Sect Leader will deal with this war criminal?"

Mentioning this incident, everyone was shocked.

In fact, when Tang Chen and Tang Hao fought against Qian Renxue in Wuhun City, the combined strength of the two was not as simple as 1+1 being greater than 2. They could completely crush and kill Qian Renxue, but they didn't Instead, he chose to capture the new emperor of the Spirit Empire.

For one thing, capturing the new emperor alive would bring greater deterrence than killing the new emperor, enough to make it very convenient for the imperial coalition forces to regain the other territories of the Wuhun Empire after they captured Wuhun City.

Secondly, as long as a man knows, Qian Renxue has been a saintess of the Wuhun Temple for so many years, she has always been famous outside, and has always been the dream goddess in the hearts of male soul masters. They think that since the leader is also a man, he should be It is good to have some special thoughts about Qian Renxue, after all, it is also a pleasure to be able to conquer such a noble woman as Qian Renxue.

The crowd looked at Yang Ming eagerly, waiting for him to give orders.

Qian Renxue's life and death depended on his single sentence.

When they mentioned this incident, Yang Ming couldn't help thinking of that holy and stubborn woman. In those days when she was captured alive and imprisoned in the world of reincarnation, Qian Renxue would rather die than submit. Even if she wanted to use illusion to change her mind, she couldn't do it, because in the depths of Qian Renxue's soul was the protection left by the God of Angels.

What's more, I already have enough wives now, if there is one more Qian Renxue, Yang Ming doesn't want his backyard home to be restless, so he shook his head in distress and said:

"Forget it, Nian is getting acquainted, so let's not save her life and let her stay in prison forever."