That night, Ye Xiaobai met Zhou Mei again. Their warm and pure passion lasted almost until dawn. After briefly squinting for about three hours, Zhou Mei got up, washed, had breakfast, and then prepared to leave Kyoto.
Although Ye Xiaobai was reluctant to part with her, he still sent her to the airport in person. He also knew that he and his woman had to be separated frequently before they would have the surprise of getting together. No matter how beautiful a woman is, if she gets tired of being together every day, over time, she will become
Lose that sense of freshness.
The secret to keeping love fresh is to separate often.
Kyoto Airport.
"Sister Mei! Come, let's kiss goodbye."
Ye Xiaobai hugged Zhou Mei's waist as soft as a water snake and looked at her face passionately.
Zhou Mei took the initiative to bring her lips to Ye Xiaobai's lips, took a sip, and then left Ye Xiaobai's arms and entered the waiting room.
It wasn't until Zhou Mei's figure was completely invisible that Ye Xiaobai turned around and left the airport.
But Ye Xiaobai didn't know that every move he made would fall into the eyes of many people.
Ye Xiaobai saw Zhou Mei off and then realized that he was still a civil servant. Then he took a taxi directly to the municipal building.
"Hey! Xiaoye, I haven't seen you come to work for two days. Why did you go to work?"
The security staff at the door, Cao Xiu, saw Ye Xiaobai and greeted him with a smile.
"Pick up girls! If you don't pick up girls when you are young, your youth will be in vain."
Ye Xiaobai said with a smile.
Cao Xiang looked like you were just talking, "But I see that Director Cheng comes to work every day! Damn you! Okay, if you don't tell the truth, I won't ask anymore, hehe!"
"Forehead……"
Ye Xiaobai was speechless, what I said was true!
But Ye Xiaobai didn't explain anything. He entered the office building and came to the office. The deputy chief was still not here. Otherwise, he might have been criticized by the deputy chief for skipping work these two days.
Ye Xiaobai turned on the computer and started working.
In the past two days with Zhou Mei, he had been nourished by love, so he was in high spirits and not easily agitated.
Cheng Litong had mixed feelings about Ye Xiaobai coming back to work. She knew clearly that the municipal leaders all knew that Ye Xiaobai was skipping work, but no one said anything about him or criticized him.
It's like nothing happened.
This made Cheng Litong very puzzled. She could only call and ask about her father, but was told that the boy had been approved as a fake.
Granted leave to fool around with women?
The corners of Cheng Litong's mouth twitched fiercely, and she felt that Ye Xiaobai's identity was becoming more and more mysterious.
"What kind of identity is he? He is handsome, has extremely high martial arts skills, and has excellent character. He does good deeds without leaving his name behind, and he is also very mysterious. The only shortcoming is that he is too sentimental!"
Cheng Litong was puzzled.
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After Ye Xiaobai made some information, he took out his mobile phone and called Sister Xiaonuan, asking Monk Bujie to come and answer the call.
"Hello, Your Majesty."
The familiar voice of Monk Bujie came from the receiver.
"Well, please get up immediately today and come to Kyoto again."
Ye Xiaobai said directly.
Since the Qiao family still has god-level experts in charge, then if he cripples one of Qiao Jiu's arms, they will definitely not be so peaceful and allow him to go to and from get off work so elegantly.
Facing a god-level powerhouse, Ye Xiaobai felt very unhappy, but he was powerless. Jianyi's limit was half a step to the god-level. A true god-level powerhouse still seemed a bit unsatisfactory.
Unless you can understand Sword Two.
However, Sword One is a move that takes great effort. If you want to practice Sword Two, you need a lot of accumulation, and it cannot be understood casually.
Ye Xiaobai is also very clear about this. Martial arts geniuses are not gods and are omnipotent. The road must be walked step by step.
But Ye Xiaobai is not someone who gives up easily. He calls over the super thug Bujie Dashi and protects those who are currently relatively vulnerable.
"Your Majesty, are you going to make arrangements for health care tonight?"
Monk Bujie asked excitedly on the phone.
"Uh..." The corner of Ye Xiaobai's mouth twitched slightly. This person is still so willful!
"Of course! How about it, foreign girl?"
After coming back to his senses, Ye Xiaobai said seriously.
"Okay! Haha, the foreign girl has a taller figure and a big butt. I like it, but the price is too expensive, but you have to pay for it! Haha!"
The monk's laughter seemed to destroy the speaker of the receiver.
"Okay, hang up. If you have been to Kyoto and know the general location of my activities, come find me yourself! If you don't see anyone tonight, I will announce that you are fired."
After Ye Xiaobai said this, he hung up the phone directly.
And this afternoon.
Qiao family, Qiao Zhenshan got a piece of information.
And this information is what the Qiao family secret agents collected about Ye Xiaobai's identity.
"Ye Xiaobai, male, 19 years old, from China, born as a farmer, top scorer in the science college entrance examination in three northeastern provinces, currently studying at National Defense University, but recently worked as an assistant to the deputy mayor in the municipal office! Among them, Director Zhou Mei of Baimei Group
There has always been an ambiguous relationship... In addition, Ye Xiaobai is also the first grandmaster on the Billboard, known as the Hunshi Grandmaster. He once had a historical record of killing an Eastern swordsman, and he can be called the first young master in contemporary martial arts."
Qiao Zhenshan narrowed his eyes slightly, "This guy's identity spans a wide range of domains. He is a college student at one time and working at another time. However, this information does not show where his martial arts master is from.
background."
And when Qiao Zhenshan brought this information to the Elders Council for discussion.
Everyone expressed their disdain for Ye Xiaobai.
"A master is nothing, he is just the starting point of the martial arts world."
"Yes, even if there is a record of killing the sword master, it only proves that he is a rare martial arts wizard, but so what, does this achievement have a lot of weight in our eyes?
"
"Yeah, he's just a master of the holy way, nothing more."
"This is just a future master who has not grown up."
"Strangle it in the cradle and it will be worthless. In the history of mankind and in the world of martial arts, how many geniuses have risen like comets, but in the end they have not all fallen? Only those who truly do not fall can create the myth of martial arts."
The Council of Elders are all god-level powerhouses. From their perspective, even if Ye Xiaobai killed the transformation-level powerhouse, they believed that Ye Xiaobai was just a stronger ant.
It's like a doctoral student who sees a primary school student scoring 100 points in both subjects. He is indeed very proud of his achievements, but he doesn't think that this primary school student is very educated! He will worship him! He must be thinking in his heart, sample
, you are still far away! Keep working hard!
"Well, elders, this kid has hurt our Qiao family, what should we do?"
This is the time, Qiao Zhenshan said.
"I think that no matter who is behind this kid or what his background is, my Qiao family, as one of the top families in Kyoto, is not much different from those big sects in terms of power. This kid,
He must be killed to maintain the dignity of my Qiao family."
One of the senators said loudly.
This proposal was supported by the vast majority of elders.
"Zhenshan, our Council of Elders will now officially appoint you as the executor of this mission. Go and retrieve Ye Xiaobai's head."
At this time, Qiao Zhenyu, the president of the Elders Association, spoke.
"Yes! President."
Qiao Zhenshan stood up and accepted the order.
However, after he left Qiao's house, he did not go directly to trouble Ye Xiaobai, but came to the hospital.
"Third uncle, wuwuwu... my hand is gone."
When Qiao Jiu saw Qiao Zhenshan, she cried very sadly. Master Qiao Jiu, who was one of the top circles in Kyoto, turned into a one-armed man. For a while, Qiao Jiu could not accept this reality.
Seeing Qiao Jiu's bare shoulders, Qiao Zhenshan nodded, "I know, but as a warrior, you are also a master of the holy way. It doesn't matter if you lose one arm!"
"By the way, Third Uncle, has the Elders Meeting started?"
Qiao Jiu asked with a runny nose.
"It's open."
Qiao Zhenshan replied.
"What's going on?"
Qiao Jiu became excited.
"The dignity of our Qiao family cannot be offended. The Council of Elders has authorized me to rip off that kid's head and avenge you."
Qiao Zhenshan said slowly.
"Great, great."
Qiao Jiu was extremely happy, "You surnamed Ye are dead! Third uncle, don't kill him all at once and leave him to me. I will torture him for a year and a half, and then make him suffer in extreme pain."
I will die in the middle, and also, I want to capture his woman who is so charming, put it in front of him, and let him see how I treat his woman, haha..."
Speaking of this, Qiao Jiu's eyes became crazy, as if she had taken revenge.
He believed that with a god-level powerhouse like Third Uncle taking action, everything would be absolutely foolproof. What's more, with the authorization from the Council of Elders, it was equivalent to the entire Qiao family supporting him behind his back.
It feels great to have a strong background to support you!
"Well! Then you have a good rest. I will catch that kid alive tonight. By then, after you have finished the infusion, you can go home and torture others."
Qiao Zhenshan nodded.
To the enemies of the Qiao family, Qiao Jiu was cruel, and he thought it was right.
And when Qiao Zhenshan and Qiao Jiu were chatting happily.
Our Bujie Dashi walked out of the cabin of the plane with a look of joy on his face.
"Amitabha! The poor monk is here again in Kyoto. It seems that the relationship between the poor monk and Kyoto is really deep! Tomorrow, I must pay homage to the Bodhisattva in the Kyoto temple and bless the poor monk. May he be sincere to you as soon as possible.
When the time comes, the metal and stone will be opened."
Monk Bujie clasped his hands together, sang a promise, walked out of the airport, then took a taxi directly to the municipal building, "Your Majesty, the poor monk is here!"