416 Chapter 417. Conflict

(one more)

"Yang Ming, do you think I look good in this dress?"

In a clothing store that specializes in custom-designed clothes for soul masters, Ning Rongrong walked out of the changing wardrobe, which made Yang Ming's eyes shine.

This store is indeed a clothing store for soul masters. The tailor-made pink and white dresses outline Ning Rongrong's slender figure, and the off-shoulder design shows off her snowy skin. The small and lovely collarbone looms at the zigzag neckline, as well as the gradually plump stalwart.

Under the pleated skirt, a pair of round and slender beautiful legs walked back and forth restlessly, the black net stockings spread to the knees, and the small red shoes made small footsteps on the ground, accompanied by the tangy fragrance, Ning Rongrong She threw herself into Yang Ming's arms, wrapped her arms around Yang Ming's neck, blushed like a peach blossom, and said coquettishly:

"Why don't you talk, just say whether it looks good or not."

Yang Ming secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, it was the first time he realized that shopping with girls turned out to be such a scary thing.

This is not the first time that Ning Rongrong said this. Yang Ming was full of praise at first, and he didn't even blink his eyes when he paid for it, but he went shopping for several hours, walking from West Street to East Street, and then from East Street. When he came back, Yang Ming no longer knew how many clothes he had bought for Ning Rongrong.

However, the consumption in Wuhun City is not low. The minimum starting price for these costumes for soul masters is 100 gold soul coins. Ning Rongrong has always had a good eye, so naturally he doesn't pay attention to low-end goods, and buys all high-end ones. clothing.

After this series of events, Yang Ming really spent money like water. Tens of thousands of gold soul coins disappeared in the blink of an eye, and his wallet almost shrank by half.

But facing Ning Rongrong's expectant eyes, Yang Ming still bite the bullet and said:

"nice."

With a "boo", Ning Rongrong kissed Yang Ming on the cheek, turned around joyfully, and said softly to the waiter:

"Give me three more clothes like this!"

Yang Ming's eyes darkened.

Having said that, seeing Ning Rongrong so happy is rare, Yang Ming is still very happy to accompany her crazy.

Life is alive, cultivating desperately, earning money desperately, isn't it just for happiness.

Although Yang Ming gave most of the funds to Prince Xue Xing to help run the Zhatian Gang base camp, the money in his hand is not too much, but it is not a problem to buy a few more bags for Ning Rongrong... probably.

Seeing Ning Rongrong go to the next store, Yang Ming thought with some uncertainty.

Yang Ming packed the clothes that Ning Rongrong bought into Youhai Najie for storage. As soon as he walked out of the store, he saw a middle-aged man in ragged clothes walking towards them.

The moment he saw Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong, the middle-aged man's eyes lit up, and his feet accelerated a bit.

Due to the attack of the men in black last time, Yang Ming had a very strong sense of crisis. Even if he went shopping with Ning Rongrong, the nerves in his mind were always tensed. Be very vigilant.

As soon as he noticed that someone was approaching this side quickly, Yang Ming immediately thought that someone was trying to plot something wrong, and immediately turned around, holding the soul power in his hand, and if something really happened, the mysterious sword would immediately appear in his palm.

But when he saw the slightly familiar face of the visitor, Yang Ming asked hesitantly:

"Are you... the master?"

Grandmaster did not come to Wuhun City in a carriage with Yang Ming and others, but left the large team alone, and went to nowhere, which caused Liu Erlong to be in a state similar to that of menopause during this period of time. , like a female Tyrannosaurus rex, her temper is unusually violent.

At this time, after being separated for many days, only a few weeks, Yang Ming almost couldn't recognize the master.

Without him, the middle-aged man in front of him is really miserable.

His clothes were as dirty and tattered as a beggar, with countless holes broken, and he could vaguely see a body that hadn't bathed for several days, exuding an extremely unpleasant smell, because of his unpleasant smell , It actually attracted a group of flies buzzing and circling overhead.

The originally well-groomed hair is messy like a chicken coop, greasy and dusty tangled into a buttery hair color, and a pair of eyes seem to have been swollen from beatings, leaving thick bruises, which look like enlarged panda eyes. The straight bridge of the nose was almost crooked, and the nosebleed kept flowing, and the originally thin lips turned into sausage lips. The moment he opened his mouth, he could see the teeth missing a few front teeth, and the sound of the air leakage was barely audible. Know exactly what he's talking about:

"Yang Ming...help me..."

Yang Ming's expression moved slightly, and he stopped the master from continuing to speak.

Most of the injuries Grandmaster received now were skin traumas, that is to say, the people who beat him were very measured and only made him look ugly in public, but did not bring him any fatal injuries.

Yang Ming took out a guqin from Youhai Najie, flicking it with ten slender fingers, the long-lost Wangyou song slowly played a beautiful and moving movement, the quiet and peaceful tunes are endless, which makes people listen After eating, there is a kind of refreshing illusion.

Even the pedestrians passing by all slowed down one after another, with intoxicated expressions on their faces, appreciating this tune quite a lot.

With the passing of the soul power, the green light full of vitality shone on the master, causing the wounds on his body to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, returning to his original appearance.

As for the knocked out front teeth, Yang Ming could only say sorry. This came from the ability of the king Cai Wenji, but he was unable to inlay his front teeth.

When the song of Wangyou fell, the pedestrians around all showed appreciation, and sparse applause sounded.

Yang Ming nodded to them, then looked at the master and asked:

"Master, who are you being bullied by?"

The master's face was strange for a while, and it seemed that there was something difficult to say, his mouth trembled slightly, and he wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a sigh, shook his head and said:

"Sin!"

Yang Ming and Ning Rongrong: "???"

For a moment, the soul of gossip burned raging flames in the hearts of the two, and they both wanted to know what happened to the master.

At this moment, a rather arrogant voice of a hero who looks down on the world came from far and near.

"Yu Xiaogang, you actually came here, it's really easy for me to find, come here, let me beat you up again."

Hearing this, the master's complexion turned dark immediately, recalling the nightmare-like encounters of the past few days, he trembled with anger.

Yang Ming suddenly looked back, only to see a young man with black hair and black eyes wearing the costume of the Wuhun Palace, walking towards this side with extraordinary strides.

When he saw Ning Rongrong next to Yang Ming, the boy's eyes burst into light, just like Zhu Bajie saw a beautiful woman, and his saliva almost flowed out.

"Ning Rongrong? Is my wife here?"