Kung Fu Soldier King

Dozens of luxury cars, mainly sports cars driven by young people, stopped outside an alley by the sea in Shicha. When all kinds of engines start at the same time, it is like holding a new concert.

Deep in the alley, an antique memorial archway is in the middle, on which is written: red sleeve archway.

This is in sharp contrast to the noise outside. Stepping into it and feeling the elegant scenery, the whole person can't help relaxing and calming down.

Next to the screen wall, a middle-aged man in a long gown, mandarin jacket and melon skin hat is leading several young men to greet guests at the door.

Xiao Yan came in Zhao Qingqing's car. A kaibaihe battle shield is limited to ten in the world, and there are three in China, one of which is under Zhao Qingqing's name.

The thickened military armor and luxurious and spacious interior space are completely contrary to Zhao Qingqing's tenderness in the face of Xiao Yan.

Xiao Shuai runs ahead in a Lamborghini. She likes to speed up at the green light best. Because she starts 100 kilometers very fast, she always lags far behind all vehicles.

After arriving at the red sleeve workshop, Zhao Qingqing said to Xiao Yan, "today, Mr. Hu Laihu has a banquet here to celebrate his 27th or 28th birthday. Let me invite you by name."

"He cheated Zhao Xin for me last time. This face should be given. But I don't have much face in the capital. Childe Hu praised me a little." Xiao Yan smiled faintly and didn't care about Zhao Qingqing's failure to explain before.

Zhao Qingqing took his arm and said with a smile, "you go to give him great face. Maybe not many people in the capital know you, but I know. My man is the best in the world."

"Don't flatter me to save my pride. You can keep a high profile, but you must keep a low profile." this is Xiao Yan's consistent principle.

They walked to the red sleeve workshop affectionately. Xiao Shuai didn't know where to go. It seemed that she saw an acquaintance and went to say hello.

In front of Zhao Qingqing, several men and women were complimenting the middle-aged man in the welcoming robe. The middle-aged man with a little elegant temperament put his chest up and looked useful.

"Uncle Zhang is getting younger day by day. His style is better than ever."

"The sister of red sleeve workshop is really close to the water and the tower to get the moon first. She envies others."

"We have no chance to get close to Uncle Zhang!"

However, Zhao Qingqing didn't even introduce Xiao Yan, which showed that this person didn't enter her eyes at all, and she didn't join in the fun. She handed the post and went straight over.

The person who answered the post suddenly exclaimed and shouted, "Miss Zhao is here!"

Xiao Zhuge and Zhao Qingqing are not unknown. As soon as this voice came out, the complimenting voices around immediately disappeared.

Even the people who were talking not far away stopped and all focused their eyes.

The middle-aged man named Uncle Zhang quickly pushed away the people in front of him and ran over. He bowed respectfully to Zhao Qingqing. Then he said, "Miss Zhao is here. The red sleeve workshop is very beautiful. I'll inform the class leader."

"No, you're busy!" Zhao Qingqing waved his hand, and the latter quickly stopped his steps.

Uncle Zhang obviously didn't want to miss the opportunity to contact Zhao Qingqing. He looked at Xiao Yan and asked, "Miss Zhao, who is this handsome childe?"

Zhao Qingqing was too lazy to introduce him, but after others said she was dignified, she was immediately happy.

She cleared her throat and saw that many people around her were listening, so she solemnly said, "this is Xiao Yan, the God of fire who punched the two sides of the Yangtze River and stepped on Chaoshan in Lingnan, the northwest half of the town. The military is called the immortal bird general, and the political circles are called the armed mayor!"

All the people sitting around stood up, and the people standing around retreated one after another. Uncle Zhang was stunned, then stunned, and then bowed deeply.

"The villain has eyes that don't know Mount Tai. He didn't recognize the arrival of ninth master Xiao. It's far to meet!" Uncle Zhang's attitude is extremely respectful.

In fact, the whole capital doesn't know Xiao Yan now. There are few.

They were tried by the supreme military law and came out intact.

Coupled with the big killing in the northwest, he has long become the talk capital of the whole capital.

Some people even compared him to modern Baiqi. Nicknames such as God of death, God of death and God of war were all smashed on him.

In those days, baiqikeng killed 400000 Zhao Jun, but now he has killed more than 400 northwest Mafia coalition forces. Although the number of words varies greatly, this is the era of peace.

Xiao Yangong arched his hands and said with a smile, "it's easy to say!"

"Please, Ninth master!" the centipede buttoned the man in black standing behind the door, and dozens of people from the door to the inner hall sang in turn.

The news of Xiao Yan's arrival immediately spread into the inner hall one by one. Many guests who had already sat down all came out and poured into the front hall and courtyard to see the northwest God of fire.

Zhao Qingqing took his hand and walked inside. Xiao Shuai also heard the news, but was surprised to find that the protagonist was his brother.

The business around her is called the ancient new moon, the first beauty in Yanjing. On weekdays, when she appears, there are always wild bees, waves and butterflies around her, but now there is none.

Everyone's eyes stayed on the two people who were walking inside. On the right was Zhao Qingqing, a female Zhuge with unique temperament, and on the left was Xiao Yan in a straight Zhongshan suit.

The two people had an extraordinary relationship. Now the rumors have been implemented. Just looking at the intimacy, many people who covet Zhao Qingqing are exposed.

But when they came into contact with Xiao Yan, they subconsciously retracted their eyes.

Xiao Laojiu didn't deliberately force people with his momentum of fighting, but he killed more than 400 people, which made people feel cold at the sight of him.

There were many acquaintances along the way, including Leng Yi and Han Zichen, but they only said hello and didn't dare to come up.

When they arrived at the entrance of the front hall, two people greeted them. On the left was Hu Lai, the first childe who had met Xiao Yan, and on the right was Jiao didi beauty in Red Palace clothes.

Hu Lai took the lead in coming out. He greeted Zhao Qingqing with a smile. Then he turned his head, took Xiao Yan's hand and said, "thank you for your appreciation."

"Yes, I want to thank Mr. Hu for his help!" Xiao Yan said with deep meaning.

They smiled at each other. They knew it. But Zhao Qingqing had guessed that Zhao Xin was a fool in her eyes. How could she fight Xiao Yan.

The main reason why Xiao Yan was badly hurt that day was that he valued love and righteousness. He would rather die than go back to find Xu Qian.

"Let me introduce you. This is the leader of the red sleeve workshop." Hu Lai dared not ignore the people next to him and turned to introduce them.

The woman named red tea curled forward. She was dressed in a big red palace dress, with a fairy bun on her head, plum blossom makeup printed on her forehead, and a step shaking and hairpin inserted. At first glance, I thought it was an ancient concubine.

Xiao Yan had to sigh that in the upper class circle of the capital, women began to play retro. Nowadays, wearing Hanfu and keeping an ancient bun has indeed become a trend.

However, with the antique architectural background of the capital, the beauty in front of us is indeed extremely moving, especially with the sense of elegance and dignity of ancient natural fragrance, which makes people dare not blaspheme.

If there is a palace beauty in a European decorated villa in a modern building in other cities, it would be too abrupt.

"I've seen Xiao Jiuye with my tea." tea's beautiful eyes looked at him and then bowed their heads.

Xiao Yan was somewhat disappointed when he saw that others didn't shake hands with him, but he had to pretend to be natural and unrestrained on the surface. He said, "I've heard that the leader of the red sleeve workshop is gorgeous in the capital for a long time. I'm lucky to see you today."

He only said it was yanjue capital, not Yanguan capital. This is because he also recognized the ancient crescent moon as the first beauty.

After all, let's touch that. Let's not touch this.

"The ninth master is really good at joking. I dare to invite you inside!" she said, raising her hand and gently brushing a trace of beautiful hair in front of her forehead.

Tea brush plum makeup, this picture makes any man can't help a lag.

But at the moment when Xiao Yan was about to lose his mind, a huge pain came from the inside of his arm, which made him wake up in an instant.

He looked at Zhao Qingqing with gratitude, raised his hand and rushed to tea and said, "please!"