Chapter 1470 Goddess's clear dream, Yamucha fainted

After hearing this, Zhu Qingling felt shy and happy, but also a little proud. She raised her swan neck slightly and said crisply:

"That's my male god, of course he blessed me. If you want to be blessed, then go find your male god. I believe that as long as you find him, you will be as lucky as me."

"Hehe"

Meng Weici was mad, and her nose was wrinkled:

"Did you find your male god? Your male god fell from the sky, okay, it's just luck!!"

"Hehe."

Zhu Qingling laughed foolishly:

"I am indeed lucky."

"I can't stand it. I'm almost suffocating with envy!"

Meng Weici's eyes turned, and suddenly she reached out to tickle Zhu Qingling.

Zhu Qingling giggled non-stop because of the tickling.

She wanted to avoid it, but Meng Weici held her tightly in her arms.

There was no other way, she could only beg for mercy:

"Don't, don't, don't play tricks on me."

"Call me good sister."

"Okay, okay, good sister."

"Hehe."

Meng Weici finally let go of her teasing hand, wrinkled her nose, snorted twice, put her hands on her hips, and said proudly:

"What if I have the blessing of a male god? You still have to call me good sister."

Zhu Qingling didn't point out her little thoughts, but just smiled and said:

"Go to bed. You still have to get up tomorrow to record songs, and then come back to continue practicing martial arts."

Meng Weici instantly felt hopeless:

"Ah~~Why don't I have a male god? If I had a male god, I would have everything, and I wouldn't have to get up early and work late every day. Ah~Where is my heroine script? Where is my male god?"

Zhu Qingling was almost unable to hold back, Meng Weici's look made her proud and proud, after all, she was the one who won the heroine script in Meng Weici's mouth.

Thinking that her male god was in her sea of ​​consciousness and might be looking at her now, she felt a little shy and did not continue to play and chat with Meng Weici. Instead, she went to bed, turned off the lights, and said to Meng Weici, "It's time to sleep, Sister Meng."

Meng Weici was carefree and fell asleep next to Zhu Qingling after a while, but Zhu Qingling tossed and turned and had difficulty falling asleep.

She thought about Ding Ling the most.

Today, Ding Ling suddenly taught her the Dharma in her sea of ​​consciousness, which made her feel warm.

Her heart would beat uncontrollably and accelerated whenever she thought of Ding Ling.

Her cheeks were hot and she wanted to talk to her male god, but Meng Weici was right next to her, so she couldn't say much. She could only roll around. Not long after, Meng Weici also rolled around and hugged her body. She couldn't roll around now.

She could only lie on the bed with her eyes open and her heart flying.

She didn't know when she fell asleep.

She only knew that she seemed to have had a beautiful dream.

In the dream, she married Ding Ling and gave birth to a pair of very cute twins.

The couple was preparing a hundred-day banquet for their children, and then she was woken up by someone.

The person who woke her up was Mr. Satan.

"Knock, knock!"

"Bidi Li, get up and open the door! What time is it still sleeping?! Get up and open the door for your father!!"

The sound was very loud, like thunder.

Zhu Qingling's dream was shattered, and she was a little depressed, but she was not angry. After all, Mr. Satan was also working for her. He was so punctual and diligent, there was no reason to scold him.

"It's so noisy!"

Meng Weici was also woken up.

She was sleepy and dissatisfied:

"Mr. Satan is even more punctual than the alarm clock! Do you have to work so hard?!"

Zhu Qingling was still savoring her dream. She ignored Meng Weici.

She would occasionally sleep just to dream about her own male god.

Otherwise, she would become an immortal, why would she sleep?

As the saying goes, "If you think about something during the day, you will dream about it at night." Nine out of ten of her dreams were about her male god!

In her dreams, she either traveled with her male god, sang and danced with her male god, or had a romantic dinner with her male god...

This time was the most exciting, she got married and had a baby.

"Have I been thinking about having a baby with my male god recently?!"

Zhu Qingling's cheeks were hot, and her watery almond eyes were filled with shame and joy.

Meng Weici saw it from the side and was confused, with a puzzled look on her face:

"No, Qingling. We were all woken up, shouldn't we be angry? Why are you shy and happy?!"

"..."

Zhu Qingling came back to her senses, didn't say anything, just silent for a moment, then got up and threw the clothes to Meng Weici:

"Get up."

Meng Weici took the clothes and forgot to continue questioning Zhu Qingling, but encouraged herself. Then he started to get up and put on his clothes:

"Alas. After recording the second album, there is still the third, fourth, and fifth... When will it end?"

"If you don't want to record, I can tell Mr. Satan."

Zhu Qingling no longer cares about money, anyway, she has made enough money.

"Don't. I was just kidding."

Meng Weici hurriedly stopped him:

"Qingling, you have done all the preparations. We are the ones who dragged us down. How can you just say you don't want to do it? This song recording must be completed in one go."

"We are not short of money."

"We have to do it even if we are not short of money. People should have a beginning and an end. Even if it is for our teammate Bidili, I have to do it! In this way, after we leave this world, Bidili will not be short of money."

Meng Weici smiled and said:

"Bidili is such a good person. I don't want her to worry about money in the future."

Zhu Qingling still recognized this.

She also saw Bidili helping people in need more than once.

Bidili has done so many good things with limited ability now. In the future, when she has greater ability and more money, she will definitely help more people. Helping Bidili is equivalent to helping thousands of people in poverty.

"Stop talking. I should go, otherwise Mr. Satan will become impatient."

Meng Weici opened the door and walked out:

"Qing Ling, my master is here, please entertain me."

"OK."

Zhu Qingling nodded.

Meng Weici hesitated for a moment, but still didn't tell Zhu Qingling that Tang Bohu liked her.

She felt that Zhu Qingling was so smart that she should have noticed it.

Tang Bohu hadn't confessed his feelings yet, so he talked about it now, which was not good for both of them. Let’s take a look again later.

"It's not good for Tang Bohu to like anyone, but he likes Qingling."

Meng Weici observed three minutes of silence for Tang Bohu.

Tang Bohu is a very good man.

If she had never met Ding Ling, Meng Weici might have been tempted by Tang Bohu.

But after seeing a gorgeous god like Ding Ling, how could she be interested in a 'dim' ordinary person?

Meng Weici sometimes thinks:

"You shouldn't be single for the rest of your life, right?"

How can I be willing to go to a dark and humid swamp after seeing the infinite scenery on the top of the mountain?

She now began to understand in a real sense why Zhu Qingling could not forget Ding Ling and was deeply affectionate without regret.

…

…

Tang Bohu came here early in the morning.

This time it was Yamcha, and Poole came with him.

Yamucha followed him with a frown on his face.

Poole was brought in as a mascot by Tang Bohu.

With a mascot by your side, you can talk about the mascot sometimes when you have nothing to talk about, so you won't fall into the embarrassing situation of having nothing to talk about. It's great!

Therefore, for the sake of Pu'er's sake, Tang Bohu did not drive away Yamcha who came shamelessly.

"Bidili, Meng Weici and the others were taken away by Mr. Satan."

Yamucha had been 'ordered' to stare at the entrance of Zhuqingling Villa with a telescope early in the morning. When he saw movement, he quickly reported to Tang Bohu:

"Should we take action?"

Yamcha was a little excited.

He used the wish-making ability of the Dragon Balls a few years ago to get rid of his most fatal weakness: his legs weaken and his face turns red when he sees a girl. And instantly lost combat effectiveness.

Because of this.

Only now does he like to look at beautiful women so much.

It was so suppressed before, but now it rebounds, how terrifying it is.

But if he likes her, he also has self-awareness and knows that he is not worthy of Zhu Qingling. What's more, Tang Bohu is the one who likes Zhu Qingling, and it is even less possible for him to compete with Tang Bohu.

He knew very well how strong Tang Bohu was.

After Poole came back yesterday, Tang Bohu wrote two secret books for Poole: "Return My Piao Piao Fist" and "Unrecognizable Feet".

The name is weird.

But it is indeed a magical skill, and it is no worse than the Qi Swallowing the World, which is the Toad Skill.

He asked Tang Bohu the real names of the two magical arts, and Tang Bohu also told them.

It's called "Tiancan Magic Skill" and "Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms".

These two names sound much taller. It's so domineering compared to being completely unrecognizable.

Yamucha couldn't understand Tang Bohu's hobby of changing names. It’s understandable that I thought Toad Kung Fu was ugly before but changed his name to become famous all over the world. Now what's going on? Does it sound worse with more changes?

What he couldn't understand even more was that it was clearly the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, why did you call me Piao Piao Quan back? !

But this did not affect his enthusiasm for practicing martial arts at all.

He wanted to practice both of these magical skills. But it's a bit difficult. If he wants to master it on his own, he may have to follow Tang Bohu shamelessly in the series in his lifetime.

After all, Poole had revealed it to him.

Tang Bohu accepted Meng Weici from the sweet girl group as his apprentice. And yesterday, he taught everyone present a Qi training technique of Kame Sennin!

Turtle Sennin is the god of martial arts!

When Yamucha heard this, he was very surprised. He couldn't believe that Tang Bohu was so generous, and he couldn't believe that the Turtle Immortal would teach Tang Bohu the secret of pressing the bottom of the box!

But it is what it is.

He has to believe it even if he doesn't believe it.

Because of this, he was even more determined to follow Tang Bohu. Tang Bohu has begun to accept apprentices and is going to pursue girls. He has changed his original image of a prodigal son. Following Tang Bohu at this time, the benefits must be the greatest. Yamucha knows this well, so naturally he cannot miss it.

"very good."

Tang Bohu took the telescope from Yamcha and looked at it. After confirming that Bidili and the others were far away, he asked Yamcha and the others to get ready, and then started walking down from the top of the tall building.

They came early in the morning, but they did not go directly to the villa, but planned to wait until Bidili and the others left before going, so as to create a chance to be alone with Zhu Qingling.

"Don't forget what I told you."

Tang Bohu told Yamu Cha.

Since Yamcha wants to follow, Tang Bohu wants to turn Yamcha into a admirer!

Yesterday he wanted someone to admire him, and since Yamcha was determined to follow him today, it was just the right time to take advantage of him.

Yamcha is also willing to be used. If he is of no value, he is really worried that he will be kicked out by Tang Bohu one day.

"Don't worry, brother. I remember it very clearly. I can't forget it."

Yamcha even started to call him eldest brother instead.

Tang Bohu did not correct him. What he thought was that after he got married, he would definitely have to establish a career. To establish a career, he would definitely need subordinates. Yamcha and Poole were good. If he was trained well, they would definitely become the elite of the family in the future.

As for what career to establish?

Tang Bohu was still considering it these days.

He knew a lot of things.

It was too slow to make money from opening a martial arts school.

Be a boy band? Wouldn't it be crushed by Zhu Qingling's girl band? That would be too embarrassing.

Be a robber leader? Do a business without capital? That would be even worse. As Zhu Qingling's future husband, if everyone knew that he was a robber leader, then Zhu Qingling, a big star, would lose face? !

Or write a novel? It's too tiring, and the cost-effectiveness is too low. The money earned is far less than that of Zhu Qingling, the leader of the girl band. As a husband, he has to eat gigolo rice? How can this be possible? !

Paint? He has to be famous in the literary and artistic circles for his paintings to be valuable. Otherwise, who would buy his paintings?

...

What to do?

Tang Bohu has not made up his mind yet. He plans to discuss this issue with Zhu Qingling in a few days. As his confidant, Zhu Qingling will definitely know him very well after a while. Will her advice be good?

He thought so.

But Tang Bohu decided to rely on himself.

...

Dongdongdong!

Poole came in openly this time without transforming, and the security guards also knew them. After all, they were sent out by Meng Weici personally yesterday.

When they arrived at the door of the villa, Poole knocked on the door himself.

Yamcha adjusted his tie nervously. He was about to meet his idol. Why was he breathing a little fast? Wasn't the negative condition eliminated by Shenlong? !

Click!

The door opened, and a beautiful face that could not be described in words suddenly "bumped into" Yamcha's eyes.

His long-lost feeling appeared again.

Weak hands and feet, suffocation, flushed face, and eyes were straight!

Then...

Plop!

He fell straight to the ground like a steel bar.

"Yamucha!"

Pool screamed.

Tang Bohu was also a little confused. What happened? He was just about to recite a poem to Zhu Qingling to express his joy and excitement when he saw the goddess!

But he was interrupted by this abrupt scene.

He was very depressed and suddenly regretted bringing Yamucha here. This guy is more likely to cause trouble than to do good things! He is also a supporting role! Not only can he not be relied on, but he is also asked to clean up the mess!

"What's wrong with him?"

Zhu Qingling walked up to Yamucha and stared at his face.

Being stared at closely by Zhu Qingling, Yamucha's heartbeat accelerated, his face became more and more red, the feeling of suffocation became more and more serious, and his pupils began to be congested. Amid Pool's screams, bang!

He fainted.

"..."

Tang Bohu looked up at the sky in silence. Yamucha was such a weirdo. Could he have fainted because he was too excited to see Zhu Qingling? ! Is it really that exaggerated? He, Tang Bohu, was also very excited to see Zhu Qingling, but he could only think about reciting poems and composing music, unlike Yamucha. He was so useless! ! (End of this chapter)