On the evening of the same day, Yanjing, Huanwu Road, Yuhe Road View.

"Master, I'm here!"

Zong Shang took Zhou Yunxi to his knees and fell to the ground, and there was a man lying on the Taishi chair, who couldn't tell his age, looked extremely ugly, suspected of being disfigured, had no hair, and only a few black holes on his face.

"Good boy, it's been a while since you've been back, do you know why I called you here today?"

"Master, it's for the sake of Old Man Song, the news of his death has spread throughout Yanjing, and tomorrow afternoon's memorial service, the three major families of Yanjing will send people to attend!"

"Yes, you're right, who is this girl, did you say you wanted to bring it back before, come and see for me!"

"Her name is Zhou Yunxi, she is the cousin of Song Li's wife, she came here with me from Los Angeles, she hates Song Li and Zhou Muxue to the core, and she will not betray us!"

Zong Sheng pushed Zhou Yunxi and motioned for her to come over.

Zhou Yunxi was scared, but he still walked over, Zhou Tong was finished, and if he wanted to take revenge and let his family rise, he could only use the power of Zongshang.

She walked over tremblingly, staring at the man.

The man lifted her chin and looked at her.

"Very good, she is a beauty, she will be a good chess piece, and it will be a sharp weapon for us to deal with the two families of the Song Dynasty and dominate Yanjing!"

The man laughed wildly, and the hollowness of his face became more and more terrifying.

"Master, then what should I do!"

"Tomorrow afternoon's memorial service, when Song Li and the people of the Wang family have arrived, hand over the contents of the safe to Song Li, and when the time comes, there will naturally be a good show. ”

The man touched Zhou Yunxi's pretty face and picked her up.

Zhou Yunxi clenched her fists and endured the discomfort in her heart, Zhou Muxue had Song Li, she had nothing, all she could rely on was this broken body.

This is the sorrow of being a woman, and it is also her greatest capital.

The next morning, Yanjing Airport.

Song Li and Mu Xue walked out of the airport, and Bai Feng followed closely with his luggage.

He was recovering from a serious injury, and Song Li didn't plan to bring it, but Zhou Muxue was worried about Song Li's safety, so she brought Bai Feng over.

The VIP passage where the group of three people walked had not gone far before a group of people rushed over noisily behind them.

More than a dozen black-clad bodyguards opened the way, and a man wearing a peaked cap, a white mask, and a black windbreaker followed behind, and there was also an obese middle-aged man beside him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" the middle-aged man shouted.

He thought that Bai Feng was on the road, so he pushed it away and kicked the luggage far away.

The white clouds are in the fog, and I don't know what's going on.

Zhou Muxue couldn't see it and stopped the fat man.

"Hey, what are you doing here, just walk, what are you pushing people for, walking in such a hurry, rushing to reincarnation!"

The fat man stopped, looked at it, and pointed at Zhou Muxue with his finger.

"What are you pretending, paparazzi reporter, which magazine, how do you know that our family martial arts will come out through the VIP channel in advance, search for me!"

Hearing the name Xiuwu, Zhou Muxue was stunned for a moment.

That's a popular first-line star, I didn't expect to let myself bump into it, this fat man should be his agent Mr. Huang.

The black-clothed bodyguard couldn't help but say something and forcibly searched his body.

Bai Feng's eyes widened, and he wanted to make a move, but was stopped by Song Li.

This is Yanjing, not Los Angeles, the security is very strict, and you can't just fight and kill.

If something happens, the other party is a popular star, and it will definitely be bad for him.

Zhou Muxue and Bai Feng's luggage was messed up, their clothes and skirts were scattered all over the ground, and even their daily cosmetics were trampled on.

"Boss, no!"

"Boss, there's no one here!"

Mr. Huang glanced at Mu Xue and said sharply: "Take her mobile phone and see if there are any photos in it, and delete all of them if there are." ”

"What are you trying to do, this is an invasion of my privacy!"

Zhou Muxue naturally refused and put the phone in her arms.

A few bodyguards went up and grabbed it, without the slightest intention of pity and cherishing the jade.

Song Li was originally in a bad mood, but finally broke out at this time.

"Mr. Huang, it's too much, we're not fans of martial arts, you go yours, I'll go mine, just search your body, and look at your phone, there is no such reason!"

"What kind of green onion are you, dare to talk to me like this, in Yanjing, I am the truth, and the cultivation of martial arts is the truth, it's not bad if you don't smash your mobile phone, where do you have so many words. ”

Song Li doesn't want to cause trouble, it doesn't mean that he is afraid of things.

He flew up and kicked the nearest bodyguard away, and Bai Feng also shot at the same time, tripping the bodyguard who was snatching the phone.

The two worked together to force the bodyguards back.

"Damn, dare to say that you are not a paparazzi, ordinary people are as powerful as you, can you fight, right, I want to see how good you can beat, give it to me!"

Mr. Huang waved his hand, and the bodyguards rushed forward together.

Still a little uneasy, he made another phone call, and soon several men who looked like airport security guards rushed over with batons.

The two sides fought inextricably, and the news spread quickly.

After a while, a group of people poured in outside.

There are reporters with flashing lights, and crazy pick-up fans, crowds of people, surging momentum, and the VIP channel is impassable.

"It's martial arts, it's really martial arts!"

"Xiuwu, Xiuwu, we love you!"

"Xiuwu, I'll fan you!"

The crazy fans screamed and rushed over.

The security guards and bodyguards could only stop fighting, form a human wall, and protect Xiuwu, for fear that the crazy fans would make some impulsive moves.

Mr. Huang looked at Song Li, his eyes full of anger.

"Boy, you're very hanging, don't let me know which newspaper you belong to, I promise to let you walk around without eating, in Yanjing, no one dares not to give me Huang a face. ”

Song Li smiled and disagreed.

"Mr. Huang, it was you who provoked first, and now you blame me, I said, I am not from the newspaper, and the people who came to pick me up are just afraid that you can't afford to provoke me. ”

"Jokes, there are still people in Yanjing that I can't afford to mess with, you can tell me about it, what kind of fairy is it, let me open my eyes. ”

Mr. Huang had a look of disdain on his face, and he didn't put Song Li in his eyes at all.

This kind of native bun from a foreign country, if you know a little kung fu, you want to pretend to be forced in Yanjing, and you think too much.

"Yanjing Song family, Song Qing, Miss Song!"

When Mr. Huang heard Song Qing, he burst out laughing.

"Boy, let go of your mother's bullshit, you say that others don't care, do you know who invited our family to Xiuwu, it's no one else, it's Song Qing in your mouth, she is a fan of Xiuwu, and she will pick up the airport in person today!"

Song Li was a little puzzled, how could this be possible.

Obviously, it was Song Qing who shouted that he was coming back, and said that he would pick up the plane in person today, how could he go to pick up Xiuwu at the same time, could it be that they would pick it up together?

While he was talking, another group of people came in the distance.

The black-clothed bodyguards rushed when they saw people, and soon opened up a way from the fans, and a young and beautiful girl with an outstanding figure walked out head-on.

The girl was Song Qing, slightly sad.

"Boy, Song Qing is here, open your eyes wide, brag in front of me, you think your grave grass is not high enough, and you are settling accounts with you when you turn around. ”

There are many fans watching, and they all know that Song Qing is a fan of Xiuwu, and often interacts with him on Xiuwu's Weibo, and the relationship between the two is still very good.

"Wow, the first goddess of Yanjing is here!"

"It's really her, she replied to my message on Weibo last time!"

"It's so pretty, I'm half as beautiful as her!"

Even Xiu Wu was excited, he knew that Song Qing was his fan and had a good impression of him, so he usually shushed and asked for warmth, just hoping to have the opportunity to come together.

That's a real wealthy family, a mountain that I can't climb all my life.

With a smile on his face, Mr. Huang took the initiative to lean over.

"Miss Song, why are you here in person, it should be that we Xiuwu went to find you. ”

Song Qing ignored Mr. Huang at all and continued to walk forward.

Mr. Huang looked embarrassed, but he could understand that people like handsome guys, and a middle-aged fat man like himself couldn't get into her eyes at all.

When Xiu Wu saw Song Qing coming, he took off his hat and mask, showed a bright smile, and opened his arms to give him a hug.

The onlookers were envious, wishing that they were the hostess.

"I really want to hug Xiuwu, it's really handsome. ”

"Don't be a nymphomaniac, first of all, you have to be rich, take care of it, maybe Xiuwu will look at you. ”

"Cut, you still say me, you're not the same and ugly!"

Song Qing walked through the crowd and stood in front of Xiu Wu.

Xiu Wu was excited and said, "Qing'er, long time no see, the same old way!"

Who knew that Song Qing didn't look at it, and gently pushed away Xiuwu.

She walked up to Song Li, her eyes were full of tears, and she hugged Song Li.

"Song Li, you're back!"

"Well, Qing'er, I'm back!"