Chapter 367 Chinese Martial Arts
Back at home, Xu Si was facing a table of documents, frowning, Xia Lin was carefully reading the script, making phone calls from time to time, and Ling Su was contemplative to Yin and Yang.
All three women looked busy.
Song Jian beckoned and said, "Let's leave in a while, Ling Su and I will go to Europe." β
Xu Si stood up, nodded, and said, "How long will it take, do you need me to pack your clothes for you?" β
"No, it's estimated that it will be over soon," Song Jian walked over, hugged Xu Si, and said.
Ling Su stood up, entered the room, changed into a neat tracksuit, walked out, and then walked out of the house with Song Jian.
There was a small car parked outside the door, Song Jian and Ling Su got into the car, and the car drove directly to the airport, the northwest corner of the airport in Gusu City is a small runway, this place is the place where private jets take off and land, at this moment a small passenger plane is parked at the airport, the plane is lit up, and it is obviously ready.
Song Jian and Ling Su got out of the car and got on the plane.
A beautiful flight attendant greeted her, she was very tall, with a sweet professional smile on her face, and said to Song Jian and Ling Su: "Mr. Song, Ms. Ling, the plane will arrive at Thames Airport in the United Kingdom in twelve hours, can I take off now?" β
Song Jian nodded and lay down in his seat.
Ling Su sat down beside Song Jian.
"I'll fasten your seatbelts," the stewardess said softly, walked over and helped Song Jian and Ling Su fasten their seatbelts, and then she went to the stewardess lounge at the back of the cabin and fastened her seatbelts as well.
Soon. The plane takes off.
Song Jian turned his head sideways and looked at Ling Su, who had a faint hint of brilliance on his face.
Song Jian struggled to stick out his head and approached Ling Su.
"What's wrong?" Ling Su turned his head sideways and looked directly at Song Jian, but did not avoid Song Jian.
"Your face...... Ah, no, Ling Su, are you going to break through? Song Jian suddenly realized the problem.
Ling Su nodded, with a bit of loneliness on her beautiful face. "Yes. It's almost a breakthrough, it's just ...... I just feel that I may not be as excited as I thought. β
Song Jian approached Ling Su and said, "What do you mean?" β
"All the time, my life. The most important point. It is to refer to the Yin Classics. Become a martial artist at the peak of the Inner Qi Realm, and then pass through the boundary point to gain the power of immortality. However, when I really got to this point, standing in front of the gate of the legendary Feather Ascension to Immortals, I realized that I was not excited at all," Ling Su tilted his head, with a bit of tenderness in his eyes, "Song Jian, have I changed." β
Song Jian was stunned for a moment and nodded, "Well, it's changed, and it has become more exciting for me." β
Ling Su smiled.
Song Jian stretched out his head, his lips leaned towards Ling Su, Ling Su just smiled and didn't dodge, but soon Song Jian found out that there was a problem, he found that he was tied to the seat belt, so Song Jian struggled lightly, snapped, the seat belt broke, and Song Jian's lips were attached to Ling Su's face.
"Ling Su, I can't do without you more and more," Song Jian said in a low voice, "Actually, I know that although I will have many women in the future, but, for me, they are more like friends, companions, they rely on me, just because they have no one else to rely on, they stand too high, and there are too few partners for them to choose from, so they have to choose me." However, Ling Su, I know that in my heart, there are only you and Xu Si. β
The breath in Song Jian's mouth hit Ling Su's nose, and on his eyes, the breath blew on Ling Su's eyebrows, floating one after another.
Ling Su smiled, her smile was full of satisfaction, and she realized that she would also yearn for love, enjoy love, and be immersed in a man's love and couldn't extricate herself.
"You're my inner demon," Ling Su whispered.
"No, I'm your family," Song Jian smiled, his lips pressed to his lips, tangled with Ling Su's tongue.
Later, Song Jian simply stuck his whole body on Ling Su's body, at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters, his hands tightly hugged Ling Su's waist, and his palms were placed on Ling Su's upturned buttocks, pressing one by one.
"Will you leave me?" Ling Su blushed and suddenly asked in a low voice, "If one day, I suddenly leave, will you go to find me?" β
Song Jian was stunned for a moment, "Yes, besides, I won't allow you to leave." β
The breathing of the two people gradually increased, and the bodies of the two sides were entangled, and later, Song Jian's hand simply reached into Ling Su's clothes, kneading them constantly.
Ling Su blushed, enjoying, and accompanied, she suddenly understood that in fact, it was also good to be an ordinary person and enjoy these disturbing emotional games, which seemed boring to her before.
"It's a long time, why don't you do it and love?" Song Jian said in a low voice.
A smile appeared on Ling Su's usually indifferent face, and she shook her head, "That's not good, the plane will be shot off by you." β
"Am I that good?" Song Jian was very proud.
Ling Su nodded seriously and said, "I read the Internet, and they are all saying, 'Fighting, flying, fighting, flying, it is estimated that it is quite dangerous.'" β
"......" Song Jian stepped forward and held the towering height of Ling Su's chest with both hands, "Okay, it turns out that you are teasing me." β
"Flutter ......"
Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from the back of the cabin.
Song Jian and Ling Su stopped their movements at the same time, looked back, and saw that behind the cabin, the stewardess was hurriedly turning around, covering up her whereabouts.
"Hurry up," Ling Su pushed Song Jian away.
Two people do it again.
Ling Su handed the Yang Dian in his arms to Song Jian, "If you comprehend the Yang Dictionary again, I think that after you fully comprehend this Yang Classic, you will also reach the peak realm like me." β
"Hmm," Song Jian held Yang Dian in his hand, and his heart sank.
A mysterious and mysterious information forced into Song Jian's mind, it was a state of comprehension beyond human thinking, immersed in the yang canon, Song Jian seemed to be in a confused space, the space was chaotic and distinct.
One message after another was transmitted into Song Jian's body, he was in the Yang Dian, it seemed that his spirit was out of the control of the body, and it seemed that his soul floated out and wandered in the Yang Dian.
Soon, more than ten hours passed.
Song Jian opened his eyes again, the plane had begun to descend, and when it arrived at an abandoned airport not far from the Thames, the plane landed smoothly.
At this time, Beijing time is about 10 o'clock in the afternoon, and London time, it is only 4 o'clock in the morning.
When I got off the plane, it was just getting dark.
"What about the Scuds?" Ling Su asked, she knew that this time she came to Gusu City, not only for fun, but also for very important things to do.
Song Jian took Ling Su's little hand, "He and the people from the Star Destroying Gate are on a private plane, and it is estimated that this time should have arrived." Don't worry, Scud knows what to do, and at noon, I'll contact them when I have a new calling card. β
"Hmm," Ling Su didn't continue to ask.
Raising his hand and looking at his watch, Song Jian frowned and said, "Why didn't anyone come to pick us up." Not respected at all. Karina wouldn't be trying to get revenge on me. β
Song Jian turned his head to look at Ling Su and asked with a smile.
Ling Su said lightly: "You think too much, I think she has something important to delay, and today is her wedding." β
"Alright, let's go over by ourselves,"
Song Jian and Ling Su walked towards the outside of the airport, the ostensible purpose of their coming here was naturally to attend Karina's wedding, after all, Song Jian was also invited, of course, the Star Destroying Gate and the military of various countries came completely quietly, and now everyone knows the strength of the Star Alliance, so even the military side did not dare to be too careless, or act quietly to give the Star Alliance a surprise blow.
Outside the airport, Song Jian walked over and waved at the taxi, he studied in the United States in his early years, although American English is very different from British English, but communication is still no problem.
A taxi stopped, and the driver was a woman, who was slightly fat and had a slight freckle on her face.
βhelloοΌβ The woman greeted Song Jian and Ling Su warmly, "Huaxia people? β
The woman seemed to be very interested in Huaxiaguo, she stopped the car, then walked down, and asked in half-familiar Chinese, it is estimated that this woman can only say these words.
Song Jian couldn't help laughing, nodded, and said in English: "Yes, we are going to the hotel near Buckingham Palace." β
The female driver couldn't help but be stunned when she saw that Song Jian's English was so good, then nodded and said, "Okay, that's a long-distance road, in the proverb of your Huaxia country, it's 'road knows horsepower'." β
Song Jian laughed, and did not correct the female driver's misunderstanding, and said, "Then let's get on the horse." β
The three of them were about to get into the car, when several big men suddenly rushed over in the distance, those big men had procrastinated beards, wore denim and jackets, and wore hats on their heads, and their bodies were a little dirty, which should be common homeless people abroad.
"Hand over your money!" The five homeless men ran quickly towards Song Jian and the others.
The female driver's face changed in fright, she knew that these homeless people were the most desperate, and they had recently targeted the Chinese, because it is said that the tourists who came to the Chinese people had the most money, and they were much more generous than those Koreans and Oriental people, of course, more generous than the Yankees, because the Chinese people who traveled were rich, and in other countries, many poor people also traveled.
"Help, help," the female driver yelled as she leaned on the taxi.
Song Jian rubbed his nose and strode towards a homeless man.
The homeless man was a head taller than Song Jian, and he reached out to grab Song Jian's collar.
Song Jian hooked his hand and "brushed", and the poor homeless man flew back more than ten meters and hung on the maple tree on the side of the road, shaking.
This scene frightened several other homeless people all stunned, even the female driver who kept shouting for the sky was also stunned, she looked at Song Jian blankly, and then looked at the homeless man hanging on the treetops in the distance, her mouth was wide open, and she felt very incredible.
"This guy knows martial arts, Huaxia martial arts, he's Bruce Lee, kill him!"
One of the homeless men shouted, in the eyes of these Europeans, the martial arts of Huaxia Kingdom were incredible, but they always felt that the bald monk was the master, but they didn't expect that the thin Song Jian was so powerful. (To be continued.) )