Chapter 1938 Ye Xin
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Xiao Zhi Le
Chapter 1938 Ye Xin
Chapter [-]: Ye Xin
Qin Qi sensed everything in the Golden Luan Hall.
There are also people who are watching Qin Qi.
The entire banquet looked like there were no divisions, but in fact the levels were distinct. In that perfect central position, under the splendor of gold and jade, all the big bosses sat.
real boss.
Here, a person like Wang He's father can only sit on the sidelines and dare not make any mistakes.
"Mr. Mo, that kid is too arrogant. He dares to be presumptuous on such an occasion. You should teach him a lesson, otherwise, wouldn't he take this banquet lightly?" Father Wang He gritted his teeth, his face still turning red and turning pale. of.
It is impossible to forget the humiliation just now.
And the Mo Lao he was talking about was a white-haired old man, sitting upright and leisurely.
Beside him, there are almost all people of similar age, each of whom is an extraordinary old man and old lady with extraordinary temperament.
The outside world, news media, etc., have no contact with these few people. Instead, they report wildly on people like Wang He's father, thinking that they are the upper class people in China.
But in fact, these old men are the ones who control everything behind the scenes.
There are bigwigs in the political, business and even military circles.
"It seems that the little guy is indeed not an ordinary person, Xiaojun, what do you think?" An old man who was still burly beside Mr. Mo said.
Although this person is old, his body still smells of gunpowder, and the scars on his face add a bit of bravery.
He is Mr. Zheng, he was born in a soldier, and his record is extremely strong. Even now, he still has a strong influence in the army.
The person he called Xiaojun was a middle-aged man who stood silently behind him like a gun.
This person's aura is even fiercer than Zheng Laoke's, and he has an air of iron and blood.
He is a master in the Huaxia Army, a figure at the level of a soldier king, who can also vent his murderous aura and deter ordinary people.
"His aura is very powerful, and his physical strength is extremely strong. He should be a master of external skills!" Xiaojun said word by word, each word is like an iron nail, which can be nailed into the ground.
"Is he such a young master of external skills?" These old men were all shocked.
Although I had guessed it before, I didn't expect it to be true.
And the bodyguards standing behind each of them, with different auras, all had eyes flickering, with a faint sense of fighting rising.
They are either kings of soldiers, kings of assassins, or masters of external skills. Each of them has the will to compete with stronger people.
"Be safe and don't be impatient, today is the situation that Jing Changqing started, what's the matter, let him handle it." Mo Lao said indifferently.
"Speaking of this banquet, Old Jing, what the hell is going on, you are showing off your old face and invited us all here, don't say it's just drinking." Zheng Lao laughed.
In their circle, there is also an old man who is old and a circle older than Zheng Lao and others.
If it weren't for such seniority, it would be impossible to invite Mr. Zheng and the others over.
"Changqing, this child, had his own ideas long ago. This time, he didn't go into details. He just begged the old man to invite some old friends over."
"As for why, I think Changqing will explain later." Jing Lao said in a hoarse voice.
He is Jing Changqing's grandfather, but he doesn't know why Jing Changqing insists that his old bones come out again.
But even though Jing Changqing was his grandson, this time, he felt a little uneasy.
Because of Jing Changqing's behavior over the years, he couldn't understand it even more, especially this time when he was suspended from school, he went straight to Western Europe without notifying the clan.
The family didn't know what Jing Changqing did during the year he went to Western Europe. They only knew that after returning, Jing Changqing's temperament had changed, giving people a faint feeling of strangeness.
"This most prosperous disciple in the clan, I hope that the ancestors will not be disappointed." Elder Jing whispered in his heart.
He was too old to stand the toss, and he didn't have the strength to speak anymore.
Seeing this, although Mo Lao and the others were puzzled, they did not continue to ask.
"Chief, my intuition tells me that this place is a bit strange, I think I should go back tonight first." The soldier king called Xiaojun hesitated again and again, and still whispered in Old Zheng's ear.
He is the king of soldiers in the army, he has survived the battle without dying, and his intuition is naturally extremely keen.
Although he couldn't perceive the existence of the formation restriction like Qin Qi, he still had a sense of it.
If it wasn't for such an occasion, the security measures were extremely strict, Xiaojun would have taken Elder Zheng away long ago.
"Xiaojun, you must be too tired. Don't be nervous. This is the Jinluan Hotel in Beijing. What can happen?" Mr. Zheng laughed.
Xiaojun was about to say something more, but he still didn't say it in the end.
He glanced at the corner of the main hall, where there were also a few old men who looked a little older than Mr. Zheng and others.
But it gave Xiaojun a very strange feeling, like a strong man.
Is it really too tense?
Xiaojun knows very well that soldiers kings and external martial arts masters like them eat the food of youth, and they can reach their peak in middle age!
But once the middle age is passed, the physical body declines, no matter how strong the will and the artistic conception of martial arts can't make up for it, it will become weaker and weaker.
This is a theorem, the so-called boxing is afraid of the young, that is what it is talking about. In the past, there were old masters saying, but in fact, the older you are, the farther you are from the master.
This is different from other worlds that have a cultivation system, and it doesn't mean that the longer you practice, the stronger you become.
And those few people are already so old, it is absolutely impossible to be strong.
"Soldier kings and external skill experts, these people are not simple. They have reached this level on Earth, and their energy and blood are extremely strong!" Qin Qi glanced.
Apart from those spirit bodies, Qin Qi naturally sensed this kind of powerhouse more clearly.
And this also made him more or less understand the significance of the Blood Refining Formation.
But who the hell wants to absorb this?
Qin Qi was really curious that the gas refiners on Earth could do such a thing.
And the focus of everything is that Jing Changqing, who is admired by all the stars.
Or, those old men in the corner?
Qin Qi could more or less sense that these old men had a unique aura, although it was hidden, but a little bit of aura leaked out, and Qin Qi couldn't hide it.
They should also be Qi refiners.
"Look first and see what they want to do." Luluo said.
She has investigated Qi refiners on the earth for a long time, but these guys hide deep enough, coupled with Luluo's playful character, the gains are very limited.
But from today's perspective, these qi refiners have hidden a trick, and it will be revealed today.
The earth is no different from other worlds. It will take a long time to set up these restrictions in the Golden Luan Temple, and it will definitely not be successful in a year or two.
At this time, a beautiful woman came to them.
This person is very beautiful, with the youthful breath of a young woman, but there is a kind of charm between her brows, which is particularly attractive to men.
"Luoluo, you really are here." The beauty walked up to Luluo and smiled slightly.
She is Ye Xin, Lu Luo's roommate.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter [-]: Ye Xin
Qin Qi sensed everything in the Golden Luan Hall.
There are also people who are watching Qin Qi.
The entire banquet looked like there were no divisions, but in fact the levels were distinct. In that perfect central position, under the splendor of gold and jade, all the big bosses sat.
real boss.
Here, a person like Wang He's father can only sit on the sidelines and dare not make any mistakes.
"Mr. Mo, that kid is too arrogant. He dares to be presumptuous on such an occasion. You should teach him a lesson, otherwise, wouldn't he take this banquet lightly?" Father Wang He gritted his teeth, his face still turning red and turning pale. of.
It is impossible to forget the humiliation just now.
And the Mo Lao he was talking about was a white-haired old man, sitting upright and leisurely.
Beside him, there are almost all people of similar age, each of whom is an extraordinary old man and old lady with extraordinary temperament.
The outside world, news media, etc., have no contact with these few people. Instead, they report wildly on people like Wang He's father, thinking that they are the upper class people in China.
But in fact, these old men are the ones who control everything behind the scenes.
There are bigwigs in the political, business and even military circles.
"It seems that the little guy is indeed not an ordinary person, Xiaojun, what do you think?" An old man who was still burly beside Mr. Mo said.
Although this person is old, his body still smells of gunpowder, and the scars on his face add a bit of bravery.
He is Mr. Zheng, he was born in a soldier, and his record is extremely strong. Even now, he still has a strong influence in the army.
The person he called Xiaojun was a middle-aged man who stood silently behind him like a gun.
This person's aura is even fiercer than Zheng Laoke's, and he has an air of iron and blood.
He is a master in the Huaxia Army, a figure at the level of a soldier king, who can also vent his murderous aura and deter ordinary people.
"His aura is very powerful, and his physical strength is extremely strong. He should be a master of external skills!" Xiaojun said word by word, each word is like an iron nail, which can be nailed into the ground.
"Is he such a young master of external skills?" These old men were all shocked.
Although I had guessed it before, I didn't expect it to be true.
And the bodyguards standing behind each of them, with different auras, all had eyes flickering, with a faint sense of fighting rising.
They are either kings of soldiers, kings of assassins, or masters of external skills. Each of them has the will to compete with stronger people.
"Be safe and don't be impatient, today is the situation that Jing Changqing started, what's the matter, let him handle it." Mo Lao said indifferently.
"Speaking of this banquet, Old Jing, what the hell is going on, you are showing off your old face and invited us all here, don't say it's just drinking." Zheng Lao laughed.
In their circle, there is also an old man who is old and a circle older than Zheng Lao and others.
If it weren't for such seniority, it would be impossible to invite Mr. Zheng and the others over.
"Changqing, this child, had his own ideas long ago. This time, he didn't go into details. He just begged the old man to invite some old friends over."
"As for why, I think Changqing will explain later." Jing Lao said in a hoarse voice.
He is Jing Changqing's grandfather, but he doesn't know why Jing Changqing insists that his old bones come out again.
But even though Jing Changqing was his grandson, this time, he felt a little uneasy.
Because of Jing Changqing's behavior over the years, he couldn't understand it even more, especially this time when he was suspended from school, he went straight to Western Europe without notifying the clan.
The family didn't know what Jing Changqing did during the year he went to Western Europe. They only knew that after returning, Jing Changqing's temperament had changed, giving people a faint feeling of strangeness.
"This most prosperous disciple in the clan, I hope that the ancestors will not be disappointed." Elder Jing whispered in his heart.
He was too old to stand the toss, and he didn't have the strength to speak anymore.
Seeing this, although Mo Lao and the others were puzzled, they did not continue to ask.
"Chief, my intuition tells me that this place is a bit strange, I think I should go back tonight first." The soldier king called Xiaojun hesitated again and again, and still whispered in Old Zheng's ear.
He is the king of soldiers in the army, he has survived the battle without dying, and his intuition is naturally extremely keen.
Although he couldn't perceive the existence of the formation restriction like Qin Qi, he still had a sense of it.
If it wasn't for such an occasion, the security measures were extremely strict, Xiaojun would have taken Elder Zheng away long ago.
"Xiaojun, you must be too tired. Don't be nervous. This is the Jinluan Hotel in Beijing. What can happen?" Mr. Zheng laughed.
Xiaojun was about to say something more, but he still didn't say it in the end.
He glanced at the corner of the main hall, where there were also a few old men who looked a little older than Mr. Zheng and others.
But it gave Xiaojun a very strange feeling, like a strong man.
Is it really too tense?
Xiaojun knows very well that soldiers kings and external martial arts masters like them eat the food of youth, and they can reach their peak in middle age!
But once the middle age is passed, the physical body declines, no matter how strong the will and the artistic conception of martial arts can't make up for it, it will become weaker and weaker.
This is a theorem, the so-called boxing is afraid of the young, that is what it is talking about. In the past, there were old masters saying, but in fact, the older you are, the farther you are from the master.
This is different from other worlds that have a cultivation system, and it doesn't mean that the longer you practice, the stronger you become.
And those few people are already so old, it is absolutely impossible to be strong.
"Soldier kings and external skill experts, these people are not simple. They have reached this level on Earth, and their energy and blood are extremely strong!" Qin Qi glanced.
Apart from those spirit bodies, Qin Qi naturally sensed this kind of powerhouse more clearly.
And this also made him more or less understand the significance of the Blood Refining Formation.
But who the hell wants to absorb this?
Qin Qi was really curious that the gas refiners on Earth could do such a thing.
And the focus of everything is that Jing Changqing, who is admired by all the stars.
Or, those old men in the corner?
Qin Qi could more or less sense that these old men had a unique aura, although it was hidden, but a little bit of aura leaked out, and Qin Qi couldn't hide it.
They should also be Qi refiners.
"Look first and see what they want to do." Luluo said.
She has investigated Qi refiners on the earth for a long time, but these guys hide deep enough, coupled with Luluo's playful character, the gains are very limited.
But from today's perspective, these qi refiners have hidden a trick, and it will be revealed today.
The earth is no different from other worlds. It will take a long time to set up these restrictions in the Golden Luan Temple, and it will definitely not be successful in a year or two.
At this time, a beautiful woman came to them.
This person is very beautiful, with the youthful breath of a young woman, but there is a kind of charm between her brows, which is particularly attractive to men.
"Luoluo, you really are here." The beauty walked up to Luluo and smiled slightly.
She is Ye Xin, Lu Luo's roommate.
(End of this chapter)
