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"Hey!"

"Demon King, I found a member of the British royal family!!" Bolger said in a low voice.

"I know!! It's just for you to keep up with the group of people in front of you!! Jiang Feng rolled his eyes, he didn't have a good breath, this old guy Boljie thought he had made some great discovery.

"Ahh

"Yes Yes ......"

Borger hurriedly replied, covering his figure by the large crowd pouring in at the entrance, and followed closely behind the group of men in suits in front of him.

"Hmm!"

"When you're done, you can come directly to the No. 1 private room!!"

After speaking, Jiang Feng hung up the phone, then turned to Ye Qing and asked:

"Sister Qing!"

"Why did you just say that the appearance of elixir in Huaxia would cause bloody rain?"

Ye Qing was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Jiang Feng remembered this, but he still patiently explained, "Because the elixir belongs to the treasure of heaven and earth, nourished by heaven and earth, its pure medicinal power not only has various magical effects, but also can greatly increase the internal strength of the user, so it is most beneficial to the ancient martial artists of Huaxia!" ”

"Oh......" Jiang Feng was a little surprised.

Ye Qing continued: "The white sun ascension handed down by the ancients may be a little inappropriate, but it is not a problem to let an ordinary person be promoted to a late-stage congenital master!! ”

"......"

"So fierce!!" Jiang Feng couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Feng was silently thinking, if Yang Wanling was allowed to eat this elixir, wouldn't he become a great master in an instant? Some people have practiced all their lives but stopped at the middle of the innate stage, and even the innate masters have not reached it, so who can reason with them?

"That's right!"

"Did I eat it?!" Jiang Feng asked with a smile.

"How do I know?" Ye Qing glanced at Jiang Feng, "Are you an ancient martial artist of Huaxia?!" ”

Jiang Feng pursed his lips, "It should be......"

Ye Qing said speechlessly, "You first figure out your identity before you speak, I haven't seen a Chinese ancient martial artist who can't make a move and a half!" ”

"Maybe I would, but I'm amnesia!!" Jiang Feng said helplessly.

What Ye Qing said can be regarded as Jiang Feng's hard injury.

Like Yang Hongye's move 'Thousand Rain Slash', like Zhan Xiuyuan's flying sword attack, including Jiang Wei'an's move 'transformation', these are all ways to improve combat effectiveness, Jiang Feng has long been blushing.

If you know how to make a move and a half, you won't add your fists and feet every time you fight with someone, it's too useless.

"Bang bang bang!"

A sharp knock sounded on the door, and Jiang Feng and Ye Qing glanced at each other.

"It's supposed to be Borger!" Jiang Feng said lightly, and slowly walked to the door after speaking.

However, when Jiang Feng opened the door of the private room, he was suddenly stunned, and after about two seconds, he said angrily, "What are you doing?" Is there something wrong?! ”

"Huh?"

"Oh, it's okay!!" Jiang Feng said lightly, and after speaking, he directly closed the door heavily.

"Bang!!"

"Huh?"

"Isn't it Borger?!" Ye Qing was surprised.

"It's not!" Jiang Feng said unhappily.

Ye Qing was a little puzzled, "Who is that?" ”

Jiang Feng was about to speak, but at this time, there was a knock on the door of the private room behind him again, and it was even harder and faster than just now, and the more he knocked, the more he knocked harder, he couldn't stop at all, and he could even faintly hear the angry scolding.

"Bang ......"

"Ouch......"

Jiang Feng's face was black, and he was a little angry in his heart.

Seeing this, Ye Qing frowned, a little strange in her heart, thought for a while and walked directly towards the door, and opened the door without saying a word.

"Hey......"

"Don't let them ......"

Before Jiang Feng finished speaking, Ye Qing opened the door of the private room.

"Huh?"

"It's you!!"

"You ...... Where did you get this look?? ”

Ye Qing looked at Ao Zhenxing and Song Lao with some astonishment, the only remaining lens of Ao Zhenxing's sunglasses hanging on his chest was gone, and the already tattered clothes were even more tattered, almost all the clothes on Song Lao's upper body had become strips of cloth, and the shoe on his right foot didn't know where to go.

The two of them looked very embarrassed, as if they had come to join their relatives in the city after a big flood in their hometown.

Jiang Feng pursed his lips and walked to the sofa in the middle to sit down.

Ao Zhenxing and Song Lao first threw a kind look at Ye Qing, and then rushed towards Jiang Feng angrily.

"Jiang Feng boy!"

"What the hell do you mean?!" Ao Zhenxing stared at Jiang Feng and roared.

"......"

"What's wrong with me?!" Jiang Feng said angrily.

"Why is it closed?!" Ao Zhenxing said indignantly.

"I booked a private room, I can close it if I want to!!" Jiang Feng said as a matter of course.

Ye Qing was also a little puzzled, why did these two people look like they wanted to kill? Did Jiang Feng do anything to be sorry for them?

"You—"

Ao Zhenxing pointed at Jiang Feng, so angry that he didn't say anything for a long time.

"Jiang Feng, our boss said that there was something, why are you still closing? Well?! Old Song looked at Jiang Feng angrily, of course he was helping Ao Zhenxing.

"Oh......"

"What's wrong?"

"I may have heard it wrong!!" Jiang Feng said expressionlessly.

"Humph!" Ao Zhenxing snorted coldly, "Would you hear it wrong at such a close distance?" Are you kid deaf?! ”

"No......" Jiang Feng shrugged his shoulders and said with an innocent expression.

"What's going on here?!" Ao Zhenxing said angrily.

Jiang Feng looked at Ao Zhenxing's appearance, couldn't help but smile, slowly leaned back on the sofa, and said lazily, "Because...... I did it on purpose......"

The whole private room was quiet for a few seconds......

"You, you, you......"

"Old Song, beat him!!"

After Ao Zhenxing finished speaking, he took Song Lao and rushed towards Jiang Feng.

"Oops......"

Jiang Feng hurriedly sat up straight from the sofa, but Ao Zhenxing and Song Lao had already pounced.

"it!"

"What are you doing?!"

Jiang Feng exclaimed, but at this time, Ao Zhenxing was an immortal picking peaches, and Song Lao was a black tiger digging out his heart, which suddenly made Jiang Feng a little overwhelmed.

"!"

"You two old rascals!! Don't make Lao Tzu mad!! ”

"What—"

"Look at what you kid can do, and dare to be mad??"

Ao Zhen shouted, simply sat directly on Jiang Feng's stomach, and hugged Jiang Feng's thigh with his backhand.

Jiang Feng was lying on the sofa with his legs controlled by Ao Zhenxing's hands and arms.

Jiang Feng didn't think about resisting, but he sadly found that Ao Zhenxing's strength was amazing, and he couldn't break free!!

"Old Song, quickly use your thousand-year kill!!" Ao Zhenxing commanded in a hurry.

"Thousand years of killing?"

Song Lao was stunned, because he didn't know what kind of move it was at all.

"Oops, it's just poking chrysanthemums, stabbing him chrysanthemums, do you know?!" Ao Zhenxing explained impatiently.

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(End of chapter)