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Chapter 31 Lingwu Gun God, Soul Chasing Gun

Yunmeng and Ye Xingchen also went home after parting ways.

"Dad, I'm back, huh, Uncle Liu, you are here."

A guest came to Yunmeng's house today. It was Ye Xingchen's mentor, Liu Pingfan.

"Mengmeng is back to school. I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm getting better and better." Liu Pingfan looked at Yunmeng and said with a smile.

Yunmeng laughed, "Thank you Uncle Liu for your praise. Uncle Liu hasn't visited my house for a long time."

Liu Pingfan coughed twice and said, "There is no way, my body is getting worse every day, and I'm walking less."

"How could it be? I see Uncle Liu's complexion is getting better and better." Yunmeng said.

"No." Mr. Liu waved his hand, "I haven't had a few years to live."

"Uncle Liu is not allowed to say that." Yunmeng said, "You must be longer than Nanshan."

Mr. Liu nodded and laughed.

Yun Meng's father Yunluo also smiled, then looked at Mr. Liu and said, "Brother, you still need to be careful and well conditioned. You really shouldn't have taken another disciple."

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "It's not a problem. I'll teach this one. Cough cough cough. I can only teach this one again. I don't have the energy to teach now. In two years, I will not have the energy to teach. With this superficial skill, I can only go into the coffin with the old man, cough cough cough."

Mr. Liu was in a bad state and coughed several times after saying a short sentence.

"Uncle Liu, have you accepted students again?" Yunmeng said, "Uncle Liu, you are biased and would rather teach others than teach me!"

Mr. Liu looked at Yunmeng with a smile and said, "I dare not teach you. If I accept you as a disciple, your father's Hunluo whip will be left unattended. He will have to use the whip to kill me. My body can't stand your father's whip."

Yunluo smiled, "Where are you talking about it?"

"I want to learn guns. How cool I learn guns. When I was a child, I always wanted to learn guns from you, and I also wanted to inherit your name as the God of Lingwu Guns." Yunmeng said as she looked at Mr. Liu, with a grim look, "It's a pity that you always refuse to teach me, and even said that I'm not suitable for learning guns, hum!"

"Mengmeng, why do you talk to Uncle Liu?" Yun Luo rebuked lightly.

"I'm joking with Uncle Liu." Yunmeng stuck out her tongue, then quickly changed the topic, "Uncle Liu, who is your closed disciple? I have to get to know him another day and see what kind of skills he has, and he can actually get to your eyes on Uncle Liu."

Mr. Liu smiled and said, "There is nothing special. It is that the origin is energy affinity, which is more suitable for learning from the old man. My name is Ye Xingchen, and he is also a newborn baby who has just entered martial arts."

"Energy affinity?" Yun Luo nodded in a clear way, "No wonder, brother, you accepted him as your disciple."

"It turned out to be Ye Xingchen." Yunmeng was a little surprised and muttered softly, "He is actually energy-friendly, which is great!"

"Mengmeng, what are you saying?" Yunluo heard Yunmeng muttering there.

"Ah, I mean, it's great that Uncle Liu can find a disciple who is suitable for inheriting his legacy!" Yunmeng said, "And Uncle Liu, I'll tell you, I happen to know Ye Xingchen."

"Yes." Mr. Liu was a little surprised, and then smiled and said, "Wangmeng, please help Uncle Liu take care of him more. Don't let him be bullied in the college. Uncle Liu is old and doesn't have that much energy to take care of the students. This child is motivated and willing to endure hardships. He is born in poverty and has a little dissatisfaction. If you have it, just take him more."

"Don't worry, Uncle Liu, you have spoken. I will definitely cover him in the academy!" Yunmeng nodded immediately to agree, then looked at Old Liu with a smile and said, "Uncle Liu, I will help you take the students. Should you give some hard work? Hehe."

"Mengmeng!" Yun Luo scolded.

Mr. Liu waved his hand indifferently, looked at Yunmeng and smiled, "Little girl, I've learned to quarrel. Tell me, what do you want?"

Yunmeng laughed, "I knew Uncle Liu is the best! Uncle Liu, I want a gun! You can give me a gun to play with. Don't be too good, any gun will be done!"

Mr. Liu smiled, then thought for a moment, flipped his wrist and didn't know where it came from, a pistol appeared out of thin air in his hand.

"This gun was my early years and I have been with me for a long time. Later, when I got a high level, I was not good at using it. I was damaged once. I never used it after repairing it, but I never wanted to throw it away." Old Liu looked at the gun in his hand and showed a look of memorial, "Its name is called Soul Chasing."

"It's the soul chasing?!" Yunmeng was a little surprised.

Soul-chasing is not a good gun, and it can't be found even when it turns to the end of the weapon rankings, but it is famous in the profession of gun masters, just because it is a soul-chasing gun that has made great achievements in the generation of gun master legends, Lingwu Gun God!

...

The next day.

Ye Xingchen is taking class.

A beautiful figure appeared at the teacher's door, and he looked into the class. Seeing that the old class was in class, Yunmeng stepped out again and stood outside the door waiting.

Yunmeng's face is a place that attracts attention no matter where he goes. Just a shocking appearance made many male and even some female students in the class feel a little distracted and frequently looked at Yunmeng outside the door.

Seeing this, the old class frowned slightly, and then walked to the door: "Student Yunmeng, is there anything wrong?"

Yunmeng is the daughter of the college tutor Yunluo. She has been growing up in the college since she was a child, and basically all the teachers in the college know her.

"Teacher Gu, I want to find the night stars in your class." Yunmeng said.

The old classmate nodded and walked back to the classroom, "Ye Xingchen, go find yours."

The students in the class gave Ye Xingchen an unexpected or envious look.

Ye Xingchen himself was also a little surprised, and he didn't know what Yunmeng came to the class to look for him.

"I'll go." Ye Xingchen said and looked at Ye Lingxi.

Ye Lingxi glanced at Ye Xingchen and said softly, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Well..."

It seems that it is nothing to do with Ye Lingxi, and Ye Xingchen doesn't know why he said this to Ye Lingxi for no reason.

After leaving the classroom, Ye Xingchen asked, "Senior Yunmeng, is there anything wrong?"

"Let's go shopping with me." Yunmeng said.

"Shopping?" Ye Xingchen was stunned. Unexpectedly, Yunmenglai actually went shopping with him, "I'm in class."

"I have already told Teacher Gu, let's go."

“There is still practice today.”

"You must also combine work and rest in your practice. Relax occasionally can make you twice the result with half the effort. As you speak, Yunmeng pulled Ye Xingchen's elbow and walked forward.

"This...I..." Ye Xingchen didn't know what to say, so he could only let Yunmeng drag himself away.

There was a little noise in the classroom.

"Little Xingxing is OK, it's silent. Such a beautiful senior sister has gotten it, tsk tsk."

"Wow, that senior sister was so beautiful just now."

"What is Ye Xingchen's relationship with that senior sister?"

"It looks very familiar and intimate."

"Quiet!" The old classmate scolded.

The class suddenly became quiet.

The old class is a very serious person who is usually very majestic in the class. Basically all the students in the class are a little afraid of him. Strictly speaking, they are afraid of his fists. There are quite a few students in the class who were ravaged by the old class's iron fists in the first semester.

The class became quiet, and the old class continued to attend classes without any external reasons. The students listened to the class carefully again.

Except Ye Lingxi.

In this class, Ye Lingxi was a little distracted.
Chapter completed!
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