The delegation of the Xuanhuang Realm arrived at the venue of the first negotiation, the Yanjing Hotel at the Yenching Base of China Earth.

There are not many people from the Xuanhuang Realm delegation, and the leader of the team is Zhao Mengji, the head of the Dao of Love, and the following are An Ran, the sect master of the Earth King Stream, and Wang Fourteen, the sect master of the Divine Calculation Stream, and then there are some disciples of the Nirvana Realm and the Legendary Realm.

They landed at the gate of the base and did not fly directly to the Yanjing Hotel in order to show respect for the earthlings.

This respect is typed out!

Declined the car delivery service provided by the reception staff, Zhao Mengji and the others chose to go to the Yanjing Hotel on their own, walking on two feet all the way, in order to be able to actually understand the situation on the earth.

Zhao Mengji and they have all learned Huaxia, the first lingua franca on the earth, in advance, and for their kind of power, learning one more language is really a matter of minutes, but the practical application is still very lacking.

"Lao Wang!" A delicate woman like a yellow warbler out of the valley has a voice called Wang Fourteen, but it is not Zhao Mengji, but An Ran, the sect master of the Diwangliu, a pure man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, the tall figure of the cow and the horse is dressed in an earthy yellow robe, no one can imagine that he is a big old man's voice is so delicate: "Lao Wang, I heard that your Chinese language is the best learned, why don't you come and perform one for us?" ”

"Huh." Wang Shishi rubbed the turtle shell in his hand, with a slight hint of complacency: "General, the third in the world." ”

"Awesome!" An Ran smiled and pointed to the signboard on the side of the road: "Lao Wang, what do you read that word?" ”

"Which word?" Wang Shishi rolled his eyes and swept it with his senses, only to see that there were three words written on the signboard, two of which he didn't recognize, so he knew the last word "face", but An Ran asked the first two words, and the first two words were actually one word:

A little fly to the sky, the Yellow River bends at both ends, the eight characters open their mouths, the words go in the middle, the left twists the right twists, you are long and I am long, add a horse king in the middle, the bottom of the heart, next to the moon word, a small hook to hang hemp sugar, take a car back to Xianyang.

"I ...... Who knows this kind of rare word! Ahem, An Daoyou, in fact, reading is not important, what is important is speaking. Wang Shishi's face blushed and explained: "Listening and speaking, this is the foundation of language communication!" ”

"That's right, can you understand what that song is singing?" Enron pointed to the video store on the side of the road again.

The video store is playing a song by Zhou Jie's "Double Truan": "The smell of smoke in the rock burning shop is permeating the Guoshu Museum next door, and the mother mulberry tea ceremony in the store has three sections, and the boss who teaches fist and foot martial arts practices iron sand palms and plays Yang's gun......"

"I ...... Ahem, he must not be from Huaxia! Wang Shixi's whole person was square: "An Daoyou, let me tell you, there are many languages on the earth, and even Huaxia is divided into many dialects......

"Huh." An Ran had already ignored him, turned his head and said to Zhao Mengji: "Fairy, look, disciple of Danxuan Palace!" ”

Zhao Mengji looked over when she heard this, and sure enough, she saw a beautiful girl wearing a Danxuan Palace dress on the side of the street beating a lewd man, the lewd man was rolling around on the ground crying dad and calling mother, and a large wave of melon-eating people were maliciously watching.

If it was another time, Zhao Mengji and they would definitely not care about this little thing, but now is the critical time for the first negotiation between the Xuanhuang Realm and the earth, and the Xuanhuang Realm monks beating the earthlings in broad daylight are really too bad, Zhao Mengji frowned slightly, and just wanted to order someone to bring the Dan Xuangong disciple over, but suddenly found that the Dan Xuangong disciple she still knew, isn't that the proud disciple Jiang Hanxue who has been often talked about by her good friend Long Fengjiao recently?

Of course, it was not Jiang Hanxue himself, but Murong Kunpeng, Murong Kunpeng was kicking the obscene man's face one by one, even if he didn't use his true anger, the obscene man was already blue and swollen.

He was kicking hard, when suddenly someone behind him shouted, "Cher, stop!" ”

Cher? Murong Kunpeng was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was shouting to himself, and hurriedly looked back, but saw that the person who came was a charming and lively beauty, born with a bewitching fox face, blurred fox eyes and seductive souls, and the pink neon dress was sprinkled with big peach blossoms that matched her.

Zhao Mengji?

Asking for love and teaching?

Murong Kunpeng recognized it at a glance, Jiang Hanxue had specially explained, this is Long Fengjiao's best friend, Murong Kunpeng hurriedly greeted respectfully: "Disciple Jiang Hanxue, meet Fairy Mengji!" ”

"Ahem!"

There was a coughing sound on the left and right sides of Zhao Mengji at the same time, and Murong Kunpeng was stunned: Huh? And two?

it! Ignore Lao Tzu! An Ran and Wang Shishi were very angry: Don't use bean bags as dry food, right? We're the masters of a faction anyway!

When did you guys get here? Murong Kunpeng hurriedly added: "Also meet Sect Master An and Sect Master Wang!" ”

"Humph!" An Ran pursed his lips, the arrogant voice shocked the entire Chang'an Street, and Wang Shishi asked, "Jiang Hanxue, what are you doing?" ”

"This old girl is a hooligan!" Murong Kunpeng became angry again when he heard this, turned around and kicked the lewd man, it turned out that he was on the bus just now, and the lewd man rubbed the woman's ass one by one, and squeezed over to rub Murong Kunpeng, but naturally Murong Kunpeng kicked him down, and kicked from the bus to the street one after another.

"What? What's the trick? "Wang 14 is a little confused, I may have learned a fake Chinese language......

Zhao Mengji's consciousness swept away, and saw that there were mortals all around, and they all seemed to be accusing the lewd man, she beckoned to Murong Kunpeng with the idea that more things are better than less things: "Okay, you go with this seat!" ”

"Huh?" Murong Kunpeng was stunned: "Where is the fairy?" ”

"Negotiate with the earthlings!" Zhao Mengji said this in Xuanhuang language, she didn't ask why "Jiang Hanxue" was here, the elite disciples sent by the Eight Great Immortal Sects and the Eighteen Streams were still on the earth.

The Eight Great Immortal Sects deliberately did not recall them, just to let them continue to investigate the military situation.

Is it such a coincidence? Murong Kunpeng was also drunk, the reason why he appeared at the Yanjing base was naturally because he came with Murong Sihai, and Jiang Hanxue also came with him, but Jiang Hanxue accompanied the old man as the eldest grandson to negotiate with the Xuanhuang Realm on behalf of the earth, but Murong Kunpeng, the "granddaughter-in-law", was sent out to go shopping......

Murong Kunpeng was very unhappy, the person who negotiated with the Xuanhuang Realm on behalf of the earth should have been himself, but he didn't expect that as soon as he turned around, he would negotiate with the earth on behalf of the Xuanhuang Realm, thinking about it, he was still a little excited!