The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 443: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (59)

Of course! While these two were in love, Beitang Jing also did not waste time.

After counting on his fingers, he realized that there was not much time left before the martial arts conference. Previously, Ruo Chu had consumed a lot of internal energy when he used internal energy to heal his injuries. He must seize this window of time to replenish the lost internal energy as soon as possible.

Therefore, Beitang Jing specifically turned down his mother Murong Fengyu's order for custom-made clothes from Hua Qianshu.

That’s right, Ling Moqing was able to get a great bargain at Hua Qianshu thanks to Beitang Jing, but this opportunity originally belonged to him.

Moreover, Beitang Jing went to cancel the order without Murong Fengyu's knowledge. By the time Murong Fengyu found out, it was already a done deal and could not be changed.

Originally Murong Feng was so angry that she really wanted to whip him severely, but when she heard that her precious son was practicing martial arts in seclusion, she had to give up.

Beitang Jing was practicing qigong and meditating in the secret room, with heat emanating from his whole body.

He closed his eyes tightly, his face solemn, and tried his best to circulate his internal energy.

As time passed, Beitang Jing's internal strength gradually recovered and was even better than before.

He was secretly delighted and full of confidence in the upcoming martial arts conference.

In his previous life, Beitang Jing was the leader of the martial arts world. It is no exaggeration to say that among the younger generation of martial arts heroes, his skills are among the best.

Of course, there is a variable here, and that is his sworn brother Ling Moqing.

The martial arts conference in the previous life was held more than a year later. By then, Ling Moqing had already disappeared, and the news of his death did not come out until a long time later.

It’s different now. Ling Moqing is receiving treatment from Su Xiangran, and it will take more than a year to detoxify. In order to prevent him from disrupting his plans, Beitang Jing still took some measures.

He found a few senior colleagues who admired him very much, and pushed them behind the scenes, and managed to move the date of the martial arts conference forward to three months later.

Beitang Jing still doesn’t understand Ling Moqing!

He has the ambition to dominate the world of martial arts and wants to be the leader of the world of martial arts.

But that guy only thinks about his wife, children and a warm bed.

On the second day of Yunxi Festival, Ling Moqing went to the Su Mansion to find Su Xiangran to discuss the marriage proposal.

"You know that I was engaged before!" Su Xiangran said softly to the man in front of her. In fact, she had already mentioned this to him, but today she still wanted to tell him solemnly again.

After all, in this era, a woman’s broken engagement can be considered a top priority, not to mention that her ex-fiancé is Ling Moqing’s sworn brother.

After listening to this, Ling Mo showed a trace of doubt on his face: "I know! I control all kinds of information sources in the world.

I have known about this for a long time, and I also know that you have not yet informed your parents in the capital of the cancellation of the engagement."

"So what do you think?" Su Xiangran frowned slightly and muttered to herself. Every time she discussed serious matters with this person, she always felt that he was a little stupid.

She took a deep breath and continued, "My ex-fiancé is you..." Before she finished her words, she was interrupted by Ling Moqing.

"What's the harm?" Ling Moqing responded nonchalantly, but in an instant, his expression became extremely solemn and serious. "Of course, if you still have a grudge against this, I can also sever my ties with him."

Hearing this, Su Xiangran couldn't help but widen her eyes, thinking to herself, do all the heroes in the martial arts world despise loyalty so much?

The bond of sworn brotherhood can be abandoned just like that.

Seeing the doubt in Su Xiangran's eyes, Ling Moqing explained softly: "In fact, I didn't intend for them to become sworn brothers at first.

I was really overwhelmed by their soft and hard persuasion, and finally I reluctantly agreed. I'm sure you've noticed that I didn't reveal my true identity to them at all.

Of these two, He Chu is dull and arrogant; Beitang Jing is a little resourceful, but he is ambitious and lacks the ability to control the overall situation.

If given time and experience, he may achieve great things. However, looking at his current situation, it is hard to match his ambitions. "

"If you know everything so well, why are you still willing to become sworn brothers with them?" Su Xiangran couldn't hold back any longer, and reached out her hand to poke him gently, saying coquettishly, "You keep saying that you can't stand it, but in my opinion, you are just too soft-hearted."

"It's not just because I'm soft-hearted." Ling Moqing first squeezed her hand tightly, then subconsciously stroked his chin with his other hand, and said slowly, "Maybe I was just blind at that time."

I thought this guy could say something profound, but in the end he was just called "blind". Su Xiangran glared at him and wanted to pull her hand back.

Ling Moqing just refused to let go.

"If you don't let go, I won't be able to write a letter to my family to inform them of the cancellation of the engagement!" As soon as Su Xiangran said this, her hands immediately moved freely.

Looking at the "hero" who was smiling flatteringly and was a legend in the martial arts world, she said, "Kawamaru, what do you want to do now?"

As soon as Ling Moqing heard the word "Wusan", he felt relaxed all over, and the smile on his face became even brighter: "Susu, let me grind ink for you! I'm familiar with this."

"Yes! You are the ink stick, so you are naturally very familiar with grinding ink." Su Xiangran spat lightly.

The two of them went back and forth like this, and by the time the letter was finished, it was almost noon.