The meat shield of the era of aura recovery

Chapter 127

"Xiaoqiang should be a fifth grade, right?" He Lan turned around and looked at Lin Xiaoqiang curiously.

With his fourth-rank strength, he couldn't detect Lin Xiaoqiang's fluctuating aura, even a body-refining martial artist would have his aura exposed.

"Damn! You won't be?" He Lan exclaimed in shock, thinking of an incredible thing.

At that moment, all kinds of deeds about Lin Xiaoqiang came to He Lan's mind. His honor is not only the top scorer in martial arts.

First, he turned the tide and rescued Jiangcheng from being trampled by monsters, and then killed countless high-grade beasts in the recent Taihang Mountain beast tide. How could it be possible for a fifth-rank warrior to accomplish such a feat.

Lin Xiaoqiang who could stand in front of him was only eighteen or nineteen years old. He was a student in the same class as Wang Dang, and he was still very young.

"Xiaoqiang should be at the peak of the seventh rank, right?" Wang Dang thought for a while, based on his understanding of Lin Xiaoqiang, Lin Xiaoqiang was at least one of the five heavenly kings, and his strength was also at the seventh rank. As for the eighth rank, Wang Dang thought I dare not even think about it.

Lin Xiaoqiang had just picked up the last piece of sashimi, and when the chopsticks were being put into his mouth, he stopped suddenly. Lin Xiaoqiang blinked, looked innocently at Wang Dang and He Lan who looked curious, and said with a smile: "Seventh grade body training Martial artist, it's almost far from the eighth grade."

"Hiss! Qipin!" He Lan took a deep breath, and hit her chest twice, supporting the chair with one hand, and clutching her crotch with the other hand, looking very funny.

"Okay! I recognize you brother Xiaoqiang! Next time whoever dares to hit me, I will report your name!" He Lan laughed.

"Haha! Good brother, let's go!" Lin Xiaoqiang also liked He Lan's bold personality, and directly drank with the bottle.

"I'll go!" Seeing Lin Xiaoqiang drinking like a cow drinking water, Wang Dang was also taken aback. Lin Xiaoqiang didn't burn the furnace of energy and blood. It seemed that Lin Xiaoqiang was going to get drunk, so he opened a bottle of Wuliangye and blew it up .

"Don't get drunk, don't go home!"

There are two kinds of people that He Lan admired the most in his life, one is the talented martial arts champion, and the other is the outstanding man who can't fail a thousand cups. Lin Xiaoqiang takes both of them.

With a big wave of his hand, He Lan shouted at the manager who was guarding the door: "Go and get two boxes of Wuliangye from my car! He won't be drunk today!"

That night, Lin Xiaoqiang shed tears of regret for the first time.

When the three of them were happy after drinking, Lin Xiaoqiang's brain became hot, and he didn't use the Taihu Luck Jue to get rid of the alcohol in his body, so he really chose to get drunk.

That night, the three of them danced like demons, laughing and crying in the hotel, and He Lan was even more weird, hugging the thigh of the waiter who brought the food, she kept tears and snot, stained the waiter's pants, and yelled loudly Wanting to ask him for help, he insisted on pulling him, and the waiter kowtowed twice, scaring the hotel manager and the waiter a lot.

Lin Xiaoqiang was forced to bow by the drunk Wang Dang, muttering "Qiaoer", grabbed Lin Xiaoqiang's face, and bit his upper lip fiercely. There is a strong "passion" on the table.

Lin Xiaoqiang, who was drunk, didn't resist. Instead, he held Wang Dang's hand. The two squatted on the window sill of a high-rise hotel, shouting "Feifei, I love you forever".

In the end, the hotel manager called a dozen warriors and waited aside until the three of them passed away.
When he woke up the next day, Lin Xiaoqiang only felt a splitting headache, so he slapped himself hard, and then he regained consciousness.

After sitting on the bed for a long time, Lin Xiaoqiang finally remembered what happened last night, shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "It's really a big dream, so hearty."

But thinking back, Lin Xiaoqiang felt scared for a while, if he talked gibberish after drinking and told all his secrets, he would really be finished.

After waking up, Lin Xiaoqiang hurriedly took a hot bath, tidied up, and forced out the last alcohol in his body.

Lin Xiaoqiang opened the door, and the hotel service staff who had prepared breakfast were about to ring the doorbell, when seeing Lin Xiaoqiang opened the door by himself, he smiled and said, "Breakfast is ready for you here."

"Thank you very much." Lin Xiaoqiang's stomach was still a little uncomfortable, but the breakfast was not bad. A bowl of delicate millet porridge came down, and a sense of warmth came over him.

"If you're fine now, the boss invites you to the drawing room on the top floor."

The hotel lady who delivered the meal did not leave, and waited tightly outside the door until Lin Xiaoqiang stretched out comfortably.

"Your boss?" Lin Xiaoqiang was a little surprised. Could it be because he had too much trouble with them last night?Otherwise, why would you invite him.

"It's Mr. He Lan." The hotel lady smiled.

"That's it." Lin Xiaoqiang suddenly realized, no wonder the hotel manager is so polite to He Lan, it's okay to pull him to kowtow.

Led by the waiter, Lin Xiaoqiang took the elevator to the top floor. The elevator is transparent and can enjoy the bustling scenery of half of Laishan City.

The entire top floor was turned into a private area by He Lan, and outsiders could not enter the top floor. The hotel lady who sent Lin Xiaoqiang up led Lin Xiaoqiang to a conference room, knocked on the door, and said, "Mr. Lin Xiaoqiang is here."

"Well, come in."

He Lan's voice sounded in the meeting room, the hotel lady pushed open the door of the meeting room made of sandalwood, Lin Xiaoqiang stepped in, and a fresh fragrance came.

"Xiaoqiang, sit down!" He Lan simply motioned Lin Xiaoqiang to sit down, without asking anything else.

Wang Dang in the conference room just nodded his head as a greeting, and with a glance, he let Lin Xiaoqiang sit beside him.

In addition to the three of them in the entire meeting room, there was a tall man with a solemn expression. He just glanced at Lin Xiaoqiang, then smiled contemptuously, and said with a dark smile: "I thought some eighth-rank warrior would come to suppress me. I didn’t expect it to be such a thing.”

Lin Xiaoqiang also noticed the seriousness of the atmosphere, and he didn't speak after sitting down, but just watched quietly, as if he was just an episode.

"The white tiger with two heads and three eyes is still the same number." Wang Dang stretched out three fingers, "Three hundred million, no spirit coins."

The price of [-] million yuan is just as Lin Xiaoqiang expected. The three-eyed white tiger is a unique beast in the Taihang Mountains. There is no beast tide. The three-eyed white tiger will only stay in the depths of the mountain and will not appear easily. After calculating the mountain, its strength is also It is extremely powerful and difficult to deal with, and it is normal to sell it at this price.

It was just the "spiritual currency" that interested Lin Xiaoqiang. Lin Xiaoqiang had never heard of this concept. Could it be a new currency?
"Little brother is a bit greedy."

(End of this chapter)