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Chapter 226: Fuqin and Cooking Wine(1/2)

Luo Chen only felt that he was having difficulty breathing and his face turned red!

Qin Jun’s every move and the performance with Luo Xian’er that night were like the emperor who ruled the world.

In addition, Qin Jun was unavailable to the history of the Qin Dynasty in the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period.

The small seal script and the sage of the First Emperor shocked him even more!

Luo Chen would only sneer at this when others say this.

But Qin Jun, he believed it!

Just relying on the Great Qin Alliance, just relying on him as the Holy Lord!

"One Emperor of Eternality?"

On the contrary, Mu Zixuan was stunned. He had worked with the Immortal Sect before and barely knew some secrets.

The descendant of the Immortal Sect assassinate Qin Pingyuan!

Mr. Qin, is it really the eternal emperor and the First Emperor who once unified the six kingdoms?

Seeing the two of them stunned, they stood up and said, "Stay away from here, take good care of her, and don't come back for the time being."

"you?"

Qin Jun pushed open the door and walked out.

Not long after, Mu Zixuan and Luo Chen, who were smiling awkwardly, walked out.

"Saint...Ahem, Mr. Qin..."

Qin Jun glanced at the eyes, sensed slightly, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Don't reveal the stuff, just keep it like this."

"yes!"

...

The dance party ended soon, and under Mu Zixuan's strange expression and movement, all the guests were sent away.

Including the entire hotel, from the manager to the cleaning staff, all of them went home.

There was no one to clean up the hall.

Qin Jun came to the room arranged in advance and opened the door.

The room is naturally decorated in magnificent and decorated just right, not only high-end, atmospheric and classy, ​​but also gives people a warm feeling.

There are more than 40-inch LCD TVs hanging on the wall, and there are several sofas next to them.

I opened the curtains and looked down at the entire city through the floor-to-ceiling windows. I couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Immortal Gate!

He clenched his hands suddenly, and a murderous aura burst out from his cold eyes.

With one kick, the precious leather sofa flew out, leaving a space left.

Qin Jun sat directly on the ground, and the jade ring wearing his thumb flashed with dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, a guqin appeared out of thin air in the room.

The base is emerald green jade, emitting a faint light.

The seven strings complement each other to form a brilliance.

Under the light, there is a glazed mysterious light that looks like a glass.

As I gently stroked the strings of the piano, the leisurely and low sound rang.

Qin Jun closed his eyes and plucked the strings of his zither with his ten fingers. His restlessness slowly calmed down.

The sound of the piano is as clear as a splash of jade, and trembling as a dragon's roar.

It’s like the mountain stream water gathers into a stream, flowing through it, and the valley is so loud!

The scenes of the past are vividly reproduced.

And he spoke very rare.

Thick voice, extremely penetrating.

Is it true that I have no clothes? I am with my son. The king of the army has established a military force and has made up my sword and spear. I have the same enemies as me!

Is it true that I have no clothes? I am in the same womb as my son. The king raised his troops and repaired my spear and halberd. I worked with me!

Isn’t you saying that you don’t have clothes? I have the same clothes as you. The king of you builds your army and builds your armor and soldiers. Let me go with you!

...

!

This poem is full of the unyielding fighting spirit of the old Qin people, and is passionate and generous!

Qin Jun looked at the Moutai wine placed on the table. Under the control of spiritual power, flames suddenly appeared out of thin air and burned wildly.

What is amazing is that the table is completely unscathed?

Qin Jun is waiting!

Waiting for the arrival of the Immortal Sect!

The Immortal Sect will never miss such an excellent opportunity.

Once the dream project is started, it will weaken their status in the world, which is obviously something they do not want to see.

Therefore, the Immortal Sect will definitely come to assassinate Mu Zixuan tonight!

He had already ambushed everything and was waiting for the Immortal Sect...

At night.

The cold wind blew, and the streets were almost empty.

It is already one o'clock in the morning. Even though Wuxi City is quite lively on weekdays, few people are willing to wander around outside in this cold weather.

Accompanied by the cold wind that kept blowing, the curved moon in the sky was shrouded in dark clouds.

Oh my god, it's really dark!

boom!

As the more fierce wind blows, a wisp of fragrant wind falls from the sky.

The saint of the Immortal Sect, Liu Piaoxue!

The huge Crown Hotel was surrounded by masked men in black from top to bottom.

Together, there are at least a thousand people!

Without exception, the movements were extremely sharp.

Talismans quickly stuck to the key position, flashing with streaming light.

At this time, Liu Piaoxue had long hair and was wearing a white veil, and could not see her true face clearly.

The hands were constantly forming seals, and the talismans on the Crown Hotel flashed alternately with the condensed handprints.

"The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, and the wonderful method is yin and yang!"

"Eight Gates of Life and Death, Qimen Dunjia!"

The terrible momentum rose into the sky with the strong wind.

The world is lost, and the wind and clouds are changing!

As the wind and clouds surging, there is even lightning hidden in it.

Immediately afterwards, with the Crown Hotel as the core, everything within a radius of ten miles was shrouded in a layer of strange fog.

All the people here fell into a drowsiness.

All signals fail!

"The Immortal Sect Demon Slaying Order! Kill Emperor Qin and kill the demon disciples!"

"Kill Emperor Qin and kill the demon disciple!"

All the men in black roared at the same time.

Liu Piaoxue's purple pupils flashed through the flowing light, and her left hand formed a seal, extremely cold and spoke softly.

"All the people in the Crown Hotel will be killed without mercy!"

"Abide by the saint's order!"

Are you really an immortal?

This is the first time that Liu Piaoxue has doubted herself. She has achieved success after practicing for a hundred years.

He has completed the tasks arranged by the Immortal Sect many times and has been praised as an extraordinary genius who is rare in a thousand years.

But is this true immortal like this?
To be continued...
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