Chapter 117: The Secret Song of the Devil
Chapter 117: The Secret Song of the Devil
But since he did it, he would definitely be responsible. In particular, he had given Li Xiaoyi a promise to give her an explanation.
He was so stupid that he wanted to end with tears. If so, he and Li Xiaoyi would no longer have anything to do with him.
“You ask the next person to come and clean, and then prepare a set of clothes for me. I’ll take a shower and rinse.”
It was because his mentality was wrong before!
Sighing, Zhou Ping gave Li Xiaoyi an order and walked to the bathroom.
This bathroom was not the small that came with the room, but a pool with a large area, about one meter deep. It was filled with water.
These waters were specially treated, which could greatly relieve fatigue and promote circulation in the body.
Gently closing the bathroom door, Zhou Ping took off his clothes, and plunged into the water.
“Cold…” After swimming twice in the pool, Zhou Ping raised his head. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Li Xiaoyi holding his clothes and standing with a flushed face beside the bath.
Seeing Li Xiaoyi’s face full of redness, Zhou Ping couldn’t help but feel melancholic. He had been busy during this period of time, almost guarding his body like a jade, and the resources of the bored children were useless.
After thinking about it, Zhou Ping walked and looked at Li Xiaoyi, whose eyes were a little evasive. Zhou Ping threw the clothes in her arms aside and pulled Li Xiaoyi into his arms.
It was not the first time that the two of them made love with each other, and soon, there was the sound of impact and Li Xiaoyi’s moans in the bathroom.
The intestinal battle only made Li Xiaoyi feel weak and didn’t even want to move his fingers before it ended. This time Li Xiaoyi catered in every possible way and Zhou Ping tried all kinds of tricks.
The clouds scattered and the rain rested, and the two quietly soaked in the bath. After a while, Li Xiaoyi looked at Zhou Ping quietly.
“I don’t know what Young Master Zhou plans to do with me in the future.” Li Xiaoyi’s face was a bit miserable, and the people watching couldn’t help feeling pity.
Within a few days, Li Xiaoyi met a lot of wealthy people. Li Xiaoyi, who was surrounded by people wherever she went, now didn’t even have the qualifications to look straight. In the eyes of others, she was just Young Master Zhou’s plaything. Although this was indeed the case, it made Li Xiaoyi a hit. She was originally energetic, but now she looked gloomy.
“Do you have any plans? Do you want to continue to be a star?” Zhou Ping raised his hand. There was a hidden compartment on the edge of the bathroom, which was filled with cigarettes and cigars. He took out a cigar and lit it. Zhou Ping felt the fragrance of the cigar in his mouth.
This secret compartment could block water vapor, and the cigarettes and cigars inside were also replaced every day. The cigar did not enter the lungs, and a large swath of smoke was spat out every time.
“Yes.” Li Xiaoyi lowered her head.
“Being a star has always been my wish. But I also know that my martial arts training is low, and I may still have a place in a small place, but after all, I’m only a third-rate.”
“Now that martial arts are prosperous, you still need strength to get ahead.” Zhou Ping breathed out another cigar smoke. The smoke covered Zhou Ping’s face, making Li Xiaoyi unable to see clearly.
“I plan to let you go. How about it?” after smoking another cigar, Zhou Ping asked Li Xiaoyi.
“Letting me go?” Li Xiaoyi stood blankly on the spot.
“Aren’t you unwilling to follow me? Now that I let you go, I will give you a sum of money. You have joined Qingyang University now, and your future achievements must be greater than before. At that time, if you want to be a star, you can do it freely.”
Li Xiaoyi was silent.
“Have you thought about it?” Zhou Ping asked.
Do you want me to leave? Li Xiaoyi stared at the man in front of her blankly.
In any case, her first time was given to this man, and she was already branded. Could she still forget him in this life? And he had actually been very tolerant. On the contrary, she was the one doing nonsense, right? But he did not blame her for this. On the contrary, he was tolerant and never blamed her.
When she asked herself, Li Xiaoyi discovered that it was her who had been making unreasonable trouble.
“Can I find someone better than Young Master Zhou? Or, can I leave this man? Even if I leave, I will live without forgetting him forever?” Suddenly, Li Xiaoyi suddenly realized that Zhou Ping had left an indelible image in her heart.
“But can I stay? Can I ignore the huge gap in identity? Even if I ignore it, can Young Master Zhou ignore it?
“I… I choose to leave…” Li Xiaoyi lowered her head, not wanting people to notice her red eyes.
“Good.” Zhou Ping didn’t know if he didn’t care or pretended to be so. He didn’t say much, then continued, “What kind of techniques are you cultivating now?”
“What I am practicing now is “The Sound of the Devil”, which is a phonological technique,” trying to calm herself, Li Xiaoyi said.
“”The Sound of the Devil”?” Zhou Ping thought for a while, but had no impression.
“Can you bring this technique to me?”
“No.” She was not prepared, how could Li Xiaoyi bring the secret book with her?
“Bring me the secret book to look at it,” Zhou Ping said to Li Xiaoyi.
“Ok.” Li Xiaoyi got up and went to get dressed.
“Forget it, let me go with you.” Zhou Ping’s plan to upgrade it to a purple technique could be regarded as the last compensation for Li Xiaoyi. When they got dressed, they went straight to Li Xiaoyi’s room.
Li Xiaoyi had her own room, and there were no extra furnishings in it. What it was like before was still what it was now.
“This is not part of the Zhou family.” Zhou Ping secretly sighed, from an ordinary person suddenly breaking into the circle of the top giants, it was normal that Li Xiaoyi couldn’t blend in. The kind of people who easily integrated into the wealthy circle did not actually exist.
Li Xiaoyi solemnly opened a locked cabinet, pulled out a secret book, and handed it to Zhou Ping.
After receiving the book, Zhou Ping read it. Sure enough, it was a white technique. Although it was better than the white techniques for beginners, it was not a powerful technique in the white books.
“Ding… It is detected that the host possesses the white technique “Sound of the Devil”. Do you want to optimize it?”
“Proceed.” Zhou Ping had watched “The Sound of the Devil”, and the system prompt sounded.
“Optimization successful, and “The Sound of the Devil” was optimized to the purple technique “The Secret Song of the Devil”.”
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