The two walked into the aristocratic city clinging to each other.

In fact, Wang Yan was almost hanging on the ground, holding Zhang Yang's arm tightly, for fear that he would suddenly disappear.

Sitting on the sofa, feeling the coldness of Wang Yan's body, Zhang Yang wrapped the blanket around Wang Yan's body.

"Why didn't you wake me up just now?" Wang Yan allowed Zhang Yang to wrap up the package and refused to get off Zhang Yang's body.

"I saw you were sleeping soundly, so I didn't disturb you."

Zhang Yang adjusted his position so that his back was facing the calligraphy work. The painting made him feel inexplicably nervous. He found that the higher his martial arts skills were, the greater the pressure the calligraphy work put on him.

This is just a print. If you see the real thing, I don’t know what you will feel like.

Suddenly, Zhang Yang had a strong desire to see the authentic work.

"Zhang Yang, why can't I forget you?" Wang Yan interrupted Zhang Yang's reverie.

"..."

"I've been trying to forget you, but the more I want to forget, the more I miss you. You make me obsessed with Zhang Yang. I can't help myself. I can't forget you. I think about you all day long, even though we spend so much time together.

Not long, but those bits and pieces almost occupied all my thoughts, Zhang Yang, you are the devil, the devil..."

Wang Yan closed her eyes slightly and kept murmuring. Her delicate body squirmed in Zhang Yang's arms, and her cold skin became extremely hot...

"I know the reason." Zhang Yang smiled bitterly.

"Do you know the reason?" Wang Yan was stunned.

"Yes." Zhang Yang's expression was full of helplessness.

"Tell me." Wang Yan's eyes lit up.

"Martial arts."

"Have you learned "The Road to Immortality"?" Wang Yan opened her eyes wide in surprise and struggled to sit up from Zhang Yang's body. The snow-white and plump skin exposed due to her messy clothes dazzled Zhang Yang for a while.

"Don't look." Seeing Zhang Yang's dull expression, Wang Yan suddenly blushed and hurriedly arranged her clothes.

"You also know "The Immortal Road"?"

"Why don't I know that Wang Feng is my cousin?" Wang Yan rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang, and her charming and seductive expression made Zhang Yang's heart skip a beat. I have to say that Wang Yan's charm is different from that of other women.

Silly and charming.

"Oh, I know..." Zhang Yang lowered his head and pondered. He seemed to vaguely feel an important point, but he deliberately avoided it.

"Let me ask you, have you learned "The Road to Immortality"?" Wang Yan said with excitement.

"Yeah, seventy percent."

"Wow, then you must be really powerful, right?" Wang Yan waved her hand, and there was a pistol in her hand. She waved her hand again, and she already had a silencer in her hand.

"You...you...do?"

Zhang Yang was shocked as he watched Wang Yan assemble the muffler.

"Hehe, my mother said that if you learn 20% of the martial arts in "The Immortal Path", you can withstand pistol bullets..."

"you……"

Looking at Wang Yan's raised gun barrel, Zhang Yang's spine trembled with chills and his hair stood up. The sudden burst of "The Immortal Road" and the energy gathering were almost instinctive. He swung his palms into the air, transforming into a fragment of debris in the air.

film……

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

…

There were seven dull gunshots in a row, and there was a smell of gunpowder smoke in the room. Wang Yan knelt on the sofa, looking at Zhang Yang with a pair of big and clear eyes, her eyelashes blinking non-stop, full of surprise...
Chapter completed!