When second-generation rich kid Chu Ming's family fortunes declined and he fell into poverty, he stumbled upon an ancient martial arts system.
The system's mission: To promote ancient...
Of course, this situation generally doesn't happen. After all, if you can't even get through the first level, you can't make it to the last level until the master of the level comes on stage.
The rules are clear, but too complicated.
If the people from the Hongmeng Organization come after him now, Chu Ming will have no chance of leaving.
After causing such a big mess, it would be a good thing if everyone thought he was dead or lost contact.
If he knew that he was the one who collapsed such a large area of dormitory buildings, he wouldn't be able to afford the compensation.
Chu Ming crossed his arms, narrowed his eyes, looked at the enthusiastic Chen Leyao and said coldly: "I'm sorry, it's too troublesome to go through the level. I won't go."
Chen Leyao: “???”
What's going on? We were all on good terms, right? Why did you suddenly change your mind?
It turns out that men are not good and are very fickle!
"Are you going to ring the bell or not?"
Chen Leyao said in a cold voice, all the joy she had felt before disappeared.
Chu Ming shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry. Please take me away."
"Very good, you are really good!"
Chen Leyao said this with gritted teeth, then strode forward and walked in front of the huge marriage bell.
She stretched out her pink arms, hugged the striking wood with both hands, and with a burst of energy, she slammed towards the clock.
"clang!!!"
A huge bell rang out instantly, leaving Chu Ming stunned.
Chen Leyao patted Su Bai's small hands and said coldly, "Okay, you can go and challenge the level. No one saw who bumped into you anyway."
Chu Ming couldn't help but frown. This girl is a bit of a rip-off!