I'm such a villain

Although Zhou Linger said that what he wanted to break was the bottleneck of martial arts progress, Zhao Heng still firmly refused.

After all, there is only one way Zhao Heng can help others improve their skills and break through bottlenecks.

If Zhao Heng really wanted help to break the bottleneck, he would definitely break other things along the way.

In order to put an end to Zhou Linger's idea, Zhao Heng resisted the urge to turn the steering wheel and take out his ID card, and drove the car in the direction of the martial arts gym.

He is a villain, not a pervert.

Zhou Ling'er also noticed that the driving route was heading towards her home. She was already a little embarrassed because of Zhao Heng's rejection, and her eyes staring at Zhao Heng became even more resentful.

"Brother Zhao, I don’t want to go home so early. Please take me to your house to play for a while."

Zhou Ling'er spoke faintly, wanting to get more opportunities to be alone with Zhao Heng.

As the saying goes, your home and mine are not as good as Home Inn.

Since Home Inn has been rejected, Zhou Linger doesn't want to go back to her own home, so she has no choice but to go to Zhao Heng's home..In order to prevent Zhao Heng from rejecting this proposal, Zhou Linger found another good reason:

"You haven't taught me martial arts for so long. I want to learn new martial arts."

Hearing this reason from Zhou Ling'er, Zhao Heng couldn't refuse.

He had a similar plan originally, but now that he had time, Zhao Heng followed the trend, turned the steering wheel, and drove towards the villa where he stayed.

"Are they all out?"

Zhao Heng sensed it for a while, but didn't notice the familiar aura. He was a little confused that these people were unfamiliar with each other and were wandering around. He felt a little melancholy and worried.

After all, these people were wrapped in Wanwan. This demon sect witch is a girl who doesn't take things too seriously. Who knows what kind of things will happen if she goes out.

Zhou Ling'er didn't think much about it. This was her first time to this place, and she couldn't wait to get out of the car. He rushed into the living room, his little face was filled with excitement, but it immediately darkened.

Although he had never really experienced this kind of thing, he knew what had happened in this room with just a glance at Zhou Ling'er.

Then Zhou Ling'er looked at it again When there were four sets of tableware that had not been cleared away on the dining table, his face became even more expressionless.

His resentment towards Brother Zhao became even more intense. No wonder Brother Zhao refused.

"Those who are close to ink are black."

Zhao Hengmo nodded as he followed Zhou Linger into the house.

If it weren't for Wanwan, Wang Yuyan, a girl like everyone, would definitely clean up the house properly. There is no way she would have allowed this situation to happen.

"Brother Zhao, please teach me martial arts."

After thinking about the scene of Zhao Heng fooling around with other women, Zhou Ling'er felt that she couldn't stay in this house any longer. She felt that the room was filled with a strange smell and she felt uncomfortable all over, so Zhou Ling'er hurriedly took Zhao Heng's hand and went there. The yard in front.

The huge yard is very empty, and the green grass exudes vitality.

"Well, let me teach you a step first."

Leading Zhou Ling'er, Zhao Heng and the two of them walked to the edge of the swimming pool, which occupied a large area at the back.

The martial arts that Zhao Heng knows now are not as good as when he first debuted, and there were just a few kinds of martial arts that he squeezed out of Xiao Tian in the local world Several martial arts books came.

Not only because of the selfless contributions of Yi Tian and Guo Jing, but also Wang Yuyan, who is known as the encyclopedia, and Huang Rong and others, they all gave Zhao Heng a lot of knowledge.

Of course, he didn't see anything. What to learn? For example, he won't learn those dispensable martial arts. There is no need to waste the skill points that have been hard to accumulate if it won't improve him much.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

Zhou Ling'er clapped her hands happily. Of course it was not because of the footwork. She would be happy with whatever Zhao Heng taught her.

"Let me walk you through it first."

Zhao Heng didn't say any more nonsense, and with a flash of his body, he landed in the middle of the swimming pool.

The breeze blew through his sleep, causing ripples in the layers, but Zhao Heng's feet landed on the water without hesitation. Before

Zhou Ling'er had time to praise Zhao Heng, the latter's figure had already moved.

Zhao Heng seemed to be walking on the water with strange steps. His whole body was moving forward or backward on the water, and his body was leaning forward. Or lean back, looking extremely relaxed, comfortable, and free.

The only pity is that Zhao Heng is wearing modern clothes now. If paired with a robe with wide sleeves, it would be like strolling in the garden, with an air of immortality. Piaopiao.

What Zhao Heng used was Mr. Jin's unique skill, Lingbo Weibu.

As the top inheritance of the Xiaoyao sect, this martial arts not only has powerful evasive ability, but also the free and easy state when used One of the tenets.

If you are not handsome, you cannot enter the Xiaoyao sect. As for Xu Zhu in the book, it was just an accident.

After completing a set of steps, Zhao Heng returned to the shore and landed next to Zhou Linger

"Brother Zhao, what is the name of your footwork? Zhou

Ling'er looked excited and praised sincerely:

"So handsome!"

"Lingbo took a slight step."

Zhao Heng responded subconsciously.

"Something sounds familiar. Zhou

Ling'er calmed her head, quickly reacted, and said in surprise:

"Is it the Lingbo Weibu in Mr. Jin’s book?"

"Isn't that just made up? The old man is a very well-hidden master. Are all the martial arts in the book real?"

Zhao Heng admired Zhou Ling'er's flash of imagination, shook his head and said:

"It’s Ling’er’s spirit, specially given to you!"

This was also a temporary excuse that Zhao Heng made to prevent Zhou Ling'er from imagining things.

But Zhou Ling'er believed it and was moved. He was so moved that he quickly raised his head behind him when Zhao Heng didn't seem to react. The reader took a peck on his mouth._To read the underlined version of the novel, please download the Feilu Novel APP!··