The Romantic Soldier King

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"Be more serious?" Hehe, Little Bing Bing, you must have learnt bad, why are your thoughts so pure, I mean I ate a bit myself back when I was feeding you in the car. "    

    

When Qiao Rubing was in the car, he had simply closed his eyes, so he naturally did not know whether Ye Cheng had eaten it or not. He did not expect that not only did this fellow earn his verbal favor, he even taunted him.    

    

"Then what were you thinking about just now?" Ye Cheng asked while grinning.    

    

Qiao Rubing's eyes were dodging, she was too lazy to speak to this rogue, when she was looking around, she suddenly noticed a black shadow not far away on the beach, because she was not afraid of Ye Cheng, so she pointed out with a strange hand: "Ye Cheng, what do you think that is?"    

    

Ye Cheng looked towards the direction of Qiao Rubing's finger and actually saw a black shadow on the beach. From afar, it looked like a person was lying there, and because Qiao Rubing was on Ye Cheng's back and was a little taller than him, he could naturally see far ahead.    

    

"I think he looks like a person. Let's go over and take a look." Ye Cheng was a bold man, if he needed help, he did not mind.    

    

"It's better not to." Hearing Ye Cheng say that it was a person, she also looked more and more alike. Qiao Rubing slowly bent over and said with some fear in his voice as he saw a strange black shadow in the middle of the night.    

    

"What are you afraid of? With me here, you think that thing will eat you? If you want to eat it, I'll eat it. " Ye Cheng casually said as he strode towards the black shadow.    

    

"Break!" Qiao Rubing spat out a mouthful of blood as she glared hatefully at this fellow whose head was filled with dirty thoughts everyday. Merely, she could only stare at the back of Ye Cheng's head, completely lacking in killing intent.    

    

Ye Cheng walked over with Qiao Rubing on his back, and when he was still more than ten meters away from the black figure, he was indeed as Ye Cheng had expected. He was actually a person, or to be more exact, a black clothed old man whose hair had turned completely white.    

    

"Ye Cheng, I... I'm afraid. " Qiao Rubing shrank his neck to the point where his small face was almost pressed against Ye Cheng's cheek, and said softly.    

    

"Why don't you just stand here and I'll go take a look? "If the old man just fainted, we can't just watch and do nothing." Ye Cheng said. Although he said that, his eyes were full of vigilance, he did not forget his mission this time, but with his superior perception, he felt that the old man was probably dead, because he could not sense any signs of life from his body.    

    

"Then... "Then you should carry me over. Why don't you call out first, just in case he's just sleeping?" She was even more afraid when Ye Cheng left her here. Although she had seen dead people before, and she had seen them tonight, it was different, because they were in a spacious and bright hotel, and now, they were on a beach where the cold wind was blowing and the reeds were rustling, looking at the weird old man lying on the beach, she couldn't help but feel fear.    

    

"Hmm, that makes sense. Little Bing Bing is smart after all." Ye Cheng nodded his head and shouted: "Hey, old man! Are you dead or alive? "    

    

Qiao Rubing rolled his eyes and felt helpless, was there anyone capable of asking such a question? Even if he was still alive, he would probably be angered to death by this fellow.    

    

The old man lay on his side and did not move.    

    

Just as Ye Cheng was nearing the old man vigilantly, the old man suddenly turned over and yawned to the two of them: "Kiss me enough?"    

    

Ah!" Qiao RuBing cried out in surprise and almost rolled down from Ye Cheng's back. Thankfully, Ye Cheng did not forget to take advantage of her every time he got a chance. His claws did not manage to create such a scene.    

    

Ye Cheng was obviously shocked by the old man's actions, hearing the old man's strange words, it was as though he had seen everything between him and Qiao Rubing, and when he saw the old man's face, Ye Cheng almost threw Qiao Rubing who was on his back out, his suspicions instantly became anger: "Damn old man! So it's you! "    

    

Ye Cheng was still holding a grudge. He did not forget the old man beating him up when he was at Lu Mengzhu's school, and that old man was lying on the road pretending to be dead while he tried to help him up, but the old man had implicated him in the process. Furthermore, that old man had an extraordinary fighting ability, so there was nothing he could do about him.    

    

He just didn't expect that the damned old geezer would use such a trick to lie on the beach and play dead.    

    

"You know him?" Qiao Rubing asked suspiciously after hearing Ye Cheng's tone.    

    

"Of course! There's still enmity! " Although he did not feel any ill intentions from this old fellow, but only the heavens knew what this crazy old fellow was thinking. Unknowingly, he took a small step back to open up a safe distance between himself and Ye Cheng, and vigilantly looked at the old man who was still in his pajamas drowsily lying on the beach.    

    

He still sat on the beach, while looking at Ye Cheng who was looking at him with a vigilant face, and said snappily: "You really are an ungrateful brat. I really don't know how that Old Lin got such a useless disciple like you, but your martial arts have not improved at all, and the number of girls has been increasing every day, you don't even understand the etiquette of being a noble teacher."    

    

"Old Lin?" Disciple? Honored master? " There were not many people in this world who could be called master by him. Firstly, it was the instructor of his early years in the army, and secondly, the instructor of the Lin family who had taught him the Pressure Point Technique. Currently, his instructor was only thirty years of age at most, so naturally, he couldn't be considered old.    

    

"You ? What do you mean? You know my master? " Ye Cheng's voice trembled a little from excitement. Ye Cheng had no choice but to be excited, because he had once tried to look for Master Lin, who had not been able to find him, and it was precisely because Master had taught him the Pressure Point Technique that he saved his life many times during missions in the army.    

    

"Could it be that your master is not Lin Yifan?" The old man pulled out a bag of roasted chickens from somewhere and began to eat one of the chicken legs.    

    

So his master's name was Lin Yi Fan, just by hearing this name, he had the demeanor of an expert, Ye Cheng thought.    

    

Ye Cheng's gaze did not escape the old man's eyes, and with a 'pui' sound, he spat the bones in his mouth out. Stretching out his dirty and dried claws to pick at the leaking yellow teeth in his mouth, he looked at Ye Cheng with disdain, "I don't even know my own master's name, this old man really wants to slap you to death!"    

    

"You've met my master? Where is my master? " Ye Cheng did not mind the old man's sarcasm and asked anxiously.    

    

"Where?" The old man scratched his messy hair with his greasy claws for a long time, but couldn't come up with anything. He impatiently waved his hand and said, "I don't know where that guy is, but before he cried for his parents, he snot and snot. He begged me to find you and teach you some martial arts.    

    

Ye Cheng looked at the old man, obviously not believing his words. His master was an expert, why would he painstakingly beg this crazy guy? "Really?"    

    

"Damn it!" According to seniority, I'm your martial uncle! You, Stinky kid, actually don't believe my words! " The old man scolded angrily. Naturally, he would not say that he had come all the way here because he had lost to Lin Yifan in a kung fu competition. He would not say that Lin Yifan was crying as he begged him for mercy.    

    

Before Ye Cheng could even say that he did not believe it, Ye Cheng felt the old man's figure flash and arrived in front of him. Without waiting for Ye Cheng to attack or defend, the dried up claws pointed out, causing Ye Cheng to be alarmed to realize that he was unable to move, and then he felt his back becoming lighter. Qiao Rubing snorted lightly and fainted, and his body firmly laid on the beach in front of him.    

    

"This girl is pretty." The old man looked at Qiao Rubing's face for a moment, and then retracted his gaze, and looked towards Ye Cheng who was standing in front of him in a daze.    

    

Ye Cheng felt goosebumps all over his body. He was seriously suspecting that this old man was his own martial uncle, looking at how he commented Qiao Rubing, Ye Cheng was afraid that he was a powerful, old pervert.    

    

Ye Cheng also sorrowfully discovered that the truth was not far from her expectations, because this old fogey had actually kicked her, who was unable to move, to the ground.    

    

After that, there was a series of punches and kicks, causing Ye Cheng's nose and face to swell up. Ye Cheng felt his vision going black, the world spinning, the pain made him grimace as he greeted the old fogey's ancestor eighteen times, because he was not injured at all, this old man was obviously taking his revenge.    

    

The old man muttered as he beat him, "Damn you, I can't beat you in a fight, but can't I beat your disciple? F * ck! Kicking you to death! "    

    

Ye Cheng never thought that the two beatings he received were all because of the master in his heart. He just did not know what kind of expression he would have when he found out the reason.    

    

The old man seemed to have vented his anger quite a bit after giving Ye Cheng a fierce beating, as he casually opened Ye Cheng's acupoints, holding onto Ye Cheng's collar like a little chick and dragging him towards the forest: "Come with me, I'll teach you some martial arts."    

    

Ye Cheng looked at Qiao Rubing who was lying on the beach and wearing a white down jacket filled with snow. An image suddenly popped up in his mind, one that he had watched on TV as a child, and he still remembered it clearly.    

    

At that time, Yang Zhao was dragged by the Western Poison Ouyang Feng to teach martial arts, while Xiao Longnu was pointed at and thrown onto the beach. Little Dragon Lady was never expecting that the goddess would be done for by Wu Dai, that lustful lackey who wore a gossipy robe.    

    

Qiao Rubing was dressed in white, her beauty comparable to snow, and her beauty was so beautiful that Chang'e, who was lying on the beach, would feel like this crazy old fogey was Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison Ouyang Feng that was carved out of the same mold, and even dragged him to teach her martial arts.    

    

Ye Cheng felt his head explode, he did not want to be the Yang Guang who brandished the Broken Iron Sword while wearing a green hat, but luckily, he was able to move in a different drama. Ye Cheng was grateful that he was able to, and in a hurry, he grabbed onto the old man's leg and teared up: "Senior Master, you are my blood master, as long as you agree to one thing, I will thank the ancestors of the eight generations and give you the money to burn a train of paper every year."    

    


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