There is a saying that the position under the butt determines thinking, that is to say, the popularity of different circles is naturally different, Ye Qingling was well-known in that circle when he was the notorious gentleman in the entire Yanjing City. 《 新-思-路-中-文-网》

Similarly, when the identity of the prince of the dynasty surfaced, Ye Qingling made a series of earth-shaking events in Yanjing and was labeled as 'the Ye family's male traitor', but when this guy on the cusp of the storm turned into a disciple of Ye Guyu, the first of the Dragon List, in the entire martial arts world, can it really be regarded as a 'martial arts master'?

As for He Zhennan, to be honest, the entire dynasty doesn't know much about this person, and many keywords linked together are nothing more than 'He Zongwen's righteous son', 'indifferent personality, don't love the country and love dancing?', of course, as the princess Ling Hu Yunruo, who can make all the gentlemen in the circle of Yanjing in the entire Huaxia Kingdom jealous, she doesn't think so.

For He Zhennan, the princess always has an inexplicable sense of crisis in her heart, and sometimes she feels that this is a fierce beast that is dormant deeply, as if she doesn't know when she will rush out to choose someone to devour, and there are no bones left.

If you are clumsy, the sword hides the edge.

If the entire Huaxia Kingdom is sharp, in addition to Wen Xiangrong, who doesn't know if his head is pumped, there may also be Kong Liluo, who is the deputy director of the Economic and Trade Department who is very watery, and dares to drive more than 4 million Bentley Mulsannes around in such a sensitive position, who else has this kind of force?

Of course, Kong Liluo of the Kong family dared to do this, it was nothing more than the friendship of Kong Qianzhong, who was competing for Yanjing at the same level as Yun Zhan Ge, and the decision-makers turned a blind eye, which could be regarded as making up for the guilt of Kong Qianzhong who could not be put on the table to talk about back then.

It's all in plain sight.

And after He Zhennan merged the He Group into the dynasty, Ye Qingling made Lin Yanran the executive president of the He Group, if this is a little temptation, and He Zhennan jumped out so anxiously on this incident related to the dignity of the Chinese martial arts community, what message is he conveying? Or is it really chivalrous and soft-hearted, and his blood is surging to take his life to brush up his reputation?

It's just that this kind of obvious Sima Zhao's heart is very different from He Zhennan's calm temperament, is it intentional or unintentional?

Yangmou!

Is it a conspiracy?

Ling Huyun was not sure.

In her position, the way of thinking about problems is naturally not so naïve.

It's just that Xiao De, who was originally short-tempered, almost jumped into a rage when he knew the current situation, and the top of the entire dynasty had basically classified He Zhennan into the enemy camp, without him, because this man's unconscious behavior may have provoked the majesty of the god-like prince in their hearts.

There was a brief silence in the room.

Xiaode's breathing was a little heavy, and the faces of Nalan Xuanming and Shangguan Wan'er were not good-looking, only Ling Huyunruo seemed to be watching the flowers bloom and fall in the idle garden, and watching the clouds roll in the sunset as indifferent.

Linghu Yunruo.

This princess of the imperial dynasty suddenly puffed up with an inscrutable smile at the corner of her mouth at this moment, and then her eyes seemed to have traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers to that frozen world - Liaodong.

"I believe that the prince is not running away, and I firmly believe that the prince will definitely go to Liaodong, since it is so lively, why don't we go together to join in this excitement......?

Ling Hu Yunruo smiled meaningfully, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a faint but persistent cold and outright killing intent.

Almost all the members of the Imperial Dynasty had a gleam in their eyes at this moment, and it was a kind of blind trust that bordered on paranoia.

Liaodong?

Yes, it's Liaodong.

And at this moment, as Shangguan Wan'er, who had lived and died with Ye Qingling, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, in this world, there is a tacit understanding that is not a heart, but a kind of trust after sharing weal and woe.

"Liaodong?Chen Pujia's territory?" Shangguan Wan'er smiled contemptuously, as proud as her, whether it was Chen Pujia's current unsurpassable prestige as the godfather of the entire northern underground world, or the north was really Longtan Tiger's Den, she Shangguan Wan'er actually didn't care, she firmly believed that the so-called prince of the dynasty would definitely give everyone a shining slap in the face.

Because, the three words Ye Qingling have become a belief of the dynasty.

And on this day when the members of the imperial dynasty were preparing for the north, at Liaodong Airport, a man in a suit and leather shoes stood at the exit, his eyes were as deep as the universe, his body was straight, and there was a bone-chilling coldness in his eyes.

It was a cold, almost indifferent look.

His gaze fell on Liaodong, which was covered in silver, and the cold killing machine flashed.

It was a special flight that was temporarily opened out of the airway due to snow and fog, and it carried no more than 20 passengers.

The man slowly walked out of the airport and across the street, leaving rows of unwavering footprints.

--He Zhennan.

Went to Liaodong alone.

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Liaodong Hongmen Martial Arts Museum.

Because of the heavy snow, passing vehicles are extremely rare, and in fact, the Hongmen Martial Arts Gym is a unique javelin in the martial arts world, because the Black Sun Empire was provoked by Da Zeye a few days ago, and was ready to set the test location behind the Hongmen Martial Arts Gym, except for the important figures in the martial arts world, it is impossible for outsiders to set foot here.

And today, the door of the Hongmen Martial Arts Hall is closed, but there is a woman slowly walking in this row of ordinary alleys that were once qualified to set foot for Tianhuang nobles, but now they are extremely ordinary.

With a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, there is an ethereal atmosphere on her body that does not eat the fireworks of the world, and she is dressed in a simple and almost simple dress, a very simple pair of jeans with an army-green down jacket, which is definitely a proper stall.

It's just that her eyes seem to have a kind of spirituality, and her shallow smile is like a clear autumn, and there are all kinds of charms in her eyes.

She walked to the door of the Hongmen Martial Arts Pavilion, raised her head and looked at the four big characters of 'Hongmen Martial Arts Pavilion', as well as the closed door, her brows furrowed slightly, and her slender jade hand knocked on the copper-green door knocker.

At this time, a small bird fell from the fence and may not have found a place to spend the winter and was dying.

It happened to fall at the woman's feet, and the gray-feathered bird looked at the woman pitifully, as if asking for help, maybe it only needed a little warmth to survive this winter.

The woman's brows furrowed, she squatted down slightly, sighed softly for some reason, and then the slender jade hands were just on the bird's neck without warning, and with a twist of force, a fresh life died in her hands.

Cruel and ruthless.

There was no wind or waves on her face, only a cold aura to the bone, which was not close to people.

The door of the Hongmen Martial Arts Pavilion opened at this moment, and the person who opened the door exclaimed with some surprise: "Miss Song has arrived?"

The corners of the woman's mouth pursed into a smile that captivated the city, threw away the bird casually, and then stepped into the Hongmen Martial Arts Hall, her steps were so light and agile, her posture was graceful, and there was an aristocratic atmosphere that did not need to be deliberately imitated.

"I hope Qinghua is not late. The woman walked into the Hongmen Martial Arts Hall.

Song Qinghua.

The eldest disciple of the fox covering the sky.

It is said that he once walked twenty moves under the hands of Jin Lin, who was brave and crowned the world, and then was known as the little dragon king of Longmen, who pursued it for a hundred miles, under this honor, Song Qinghua just responded lightly to the little dragon king: "You are not worthy." ”

Its arrogance can be seen.

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