Yihao entered the room that he said was for him. It seemed like Qiandong's room was just opposite.
The decoration of the room was definitely top-notch. It was said that this area used to be the residence of a high-ranking general.
Yihao lay on Simmons 'bed for a long time…He had never slept on such a soft bed before. That damned place in Africa was simply not suitable for humans to stay in. The conditions of the hotel he slept in were also extremely simple. Compared to this place, it was heaven and hell.
In his mind, the black rain that Ravenla was piloting flashed past. Ravenla…
"This little girl is indeed arrogant. She is too condescending. She definitely needs to be taught a good lesson. As for sister Qiandong…She probably doesn't know that I'm Yihao yet, so it's better not to say it for now.”
"Tong"
Yihao had long heard the approaching footsteps. At the same time as the knock on the door, Yihao opened the door.
Ravela knocked on the door but failed, and she fell onto Yihao.
Yihao subconsciously grabbed Ravela, but it turned into a hug.
Ravenla was light and weightless. A faint fragrance drifted to Yihao's nose, and he couldn't help but feel a little restless.
A blush flashed across her face, but as expected of the most enthusiastic girl in the original novel, she quickly returned to normal.
"Why are you looking for me?"
Yihao's tone was cold, and he seemed a little unreasonable.
Ravenla coughed and said seriously,"
"It's like this, Instructor. I want to ask you about martial arts.”
"Martial skill? It's not my working hours today. Come back tomorrow.”
Yihao slammed the door shut, thinking about what martial arts techniques he should teach Lavra.
It wasn't that he was unreasonable, but Soul Devouring Ghost Hand was extremely soft and could only be used normally when it was combined with the masculine and masculine attributes of men. And females were usually extremely feminine and soft, so [Soul Devouring Ghost Hand] was definitely not suitable for females to cultivate.
The Butterfly's Shadow could be taught, but the rest were the practical martial techniques that he had learned through killing over the years.
"Instructor! I'll be waiting for you very early tomorrow.”
The door to Qian Dong's room was half-closed. Qian Dong retracted his gaze and closed the door.
Ever since the Nether King had arrived, Qian Dong had been observing him intentionally or unintentionally. How should he put it…He seemed to give off a strange feeling, a sense of familiarity. It was interesting to feel a sense of familiarity from the King of Mercenaries, who had killed countless people.
Qian Dong shook his head and looked out the window at the easternmost land. That was Japan. Yixia was about to enter high school. If only Yihao was still here…
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