At night, a cool breeze blows in Qincheng.

Xu Zhien walked in front, and this time she did not hold Song Ming's hand.

Song Ming followed behind him silently, looking at Xu Zhien who was walking in front.

"Song Ming, let's not meet in the future."

Xu Zhien suddenly stopped, turned his head and rushed to Song Mingdao.

The streets were silent except for the sound of cars coming and going.

Song Ming looked at Xu Zhien's dodging eyes.

"Don't you have anything to say?!" Xu Zhien was a little puzzled, if it was an ordinary Song Ming, he would definitely nag her for a long time.

At this moment, a Bugatti Veyron with a license plate reading Beijing 8888 drove slowly.

Rolling down the window, it was Wang Qian.

"Xu Zhien, it's time, why don't you hurry up?" Wang Qian played in Qincheng all day, sitting in the car with some impatience, playing haha.

"Okay, wait for me."

After Xu Zhien finished speaking, he walked towards Song Ming and opened his hands, seeing that Song Ming was unmoved, he asked a little sadly, "Why are you reluctant to hug me?" ”

"What are you doing with grinding and chirping? You go and get her in the car. Wang Qian saw that Xu Zhien hadn't gotten into the car yet, and couldn't help but let a bodyguard sitting in the passenger seat scold angrily.

"Yes."

The bodyguard sitting in the co-pilot hurriedly got out of the car and rushed to Xu Zhien and Song Ming at a very fast speed, and the bodyguard was about to reach out and grab Xu Zhien's arm.

"Move her, you try?" Song Ming's right hand grabbed the bodyguard's hand, and Song Ming's eyes were like sharp arrows, looking directly at the bodyguard.

"Grass!" The bodyguard was not a good person, he was angry when he saw Song Ming like this, and was about to swing his fist and smash at Song Ming, but Song Ming kicked him to the ground.

"She doesn't want to go, don't you see?!" Song Ming said word by word, his voice was extremely loud, and Wang Qian, who was sitting in the car, immediately got out of the car.

"Xu Zhien, what are you doing, do you still want your parents to live?!" Wang Qian is also not a good-tempered person, and directly threatens the lives of Xu Zhien's parents.

"Zhi'en, don't be afraid, I will protect you." Song Ming took a step forward, stopped Xu Zhien behind him, and glared at Wang Qian with a serious face.

"Xu Zhien, this is the person you said you wanted to meet?" Wang Qian clasped her hands to her chest, looked Song Ming up and down, and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

Long Aotian, who was sitting in the Bugatti Veyron car, seemed to feel the movement, his eyes were slightly closed, his mouth did not move, but a voice came from the car, "Wang Qian, do you need me to help?" ”

As a cultivator, Song Ming naturally felt an incomparably powerful coercion, even stronger than the white warehouse he had ever seen, and even Bai Cang did not have this kind of coercion.

"Young Master Long, please." Wang Qian said respectfully, after all, Long Aotian is the strongest trump card under the official, guarding the border alone, repelling countless foreign warriors, an incomparably powerful man, and even the first person on the list of heaven and earth.

Long Aotian pushed the car door down with an indifferent expression, and Song Ming felt the kind of person who looked approachable, but had murderous intent.

"Song Ming, you go quickly!" Xu Zhienqiao's face was very nervous, and he pulled Song Ming with both hands, while begging Song Ming to run away quickly.

"Run? How can you run, if Lao Tzu can't even keep you, how can I promise you eternal peace of mind in the future? Song Ming sneered and asked himself.

If he couldn't even keep Xu Zhien, the Immortal Venerable he had lived for more than 3,000 years would be in vain.

The two sides held each other, and no one spoke.

Song Ming looked directly at Long Aotian who got out of the car, and Long Aotian also looked directly at Song Ming.

"You're also a martial artist?" Long Aotian actually asked Song Ming very rarely.

Warriors?

Lao Tzu is a cultivator.

"So what?" Song Ming's face did not change, he didn't know what happened to Xu Zhien, but as long as he knocked them down, then Xu Zhien would not leave him.

Long Aotian raised his eyebrows, only to see his figure move, and his face suddenly protruded.

Song Ming was startled and just wanted to retreat.

Long Aotian directly raised his right leg and kicked Song Ming with a roundabout kick.

Song Ming felt a pain and flew out directly.

"Song Ming ......"

Xu Zhien yelled anxiously, watching Song Ming be kicked and fly out.

"I didn't kill him, I advise you to follow us obediently, otherwise he will die." Long Aotian glanced at Xu Zhien, whose face was full of worry.

Song Ming is not dead?

If he didn't follow them, Song Ming would definitely be killed by them.

I'm sorry, Song Ming.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Xu Zhien reluctantly followed Long Aotian, Wang Qian and others away.

When Song Ming came to his senses, he found that Xu Zhien was no longer there.

Song Ming threw himself on his knees and smashed his fist to the ground in annoyance.

Sure enough, is your strength too weak?

Song Ming will always remember Long Aotian's stinky face, if he hadn't been reborn and his strength had completely disappeared, a person like Long Aotian would have been able to be won by Song Ming with a single thought.

Now is not the time to be upset, the most important thing is to take Xu Zhien back.

"Hey, Liu Lao, it's me Song Ming."

Song Ming sat on the street and called Liu Lao.

And explained the ins and outs to Liu Lao, after Liu Lao heard that Song Ming was actually defeated by that mysterious person, he couldn't believe it, Song Ming's strength in Shazhou was definitely above the grandmaster, or higher.

Now with Liu Lao's ability, it is still possible to completely block Qincheng, so Liu Lao hurriedly sent people to block all roads out of Qincheng.

The final news was that someone had run away.

Because, people are big people who came to Beijing, and under the power of one person, there is no way to blockade them.

For Song Ming, this news is undoubtedly a thunderstorm.

Liu Lao could only tell Song Ming truthfully, and Song Ming suddenly fell into a stalemate.

"Mr. Song, why don't you come to my Liu family, and we will discuss it in the long run?" Liu Lao asked Song Ming cautiously.

"Okay, I'll come right over." Song Ming hung up the phone and hurried to Liu's house.

In the hall of the Liu family.

"Mr. Song, are you alright?"

Liu Lao watched as the wound on Song Minggang's bandaged shoulder cracked open and blood flowed out.

Song Ming knew that Liu Lao was talking about his wounds, Song Ming shook his head, "It's not in the way, Liu Lao, do you have any way?" Song Ming's brows were always furrowed, although Song Ming had also thought of other methods, but it didn't work at all.

Song Ming naturally couldn't use the previous method of the immortal world to find someone, so he could only ask Liu Lao.

"Did Mr. Song collect any useful information?" Liu Lao suddenly asked.

Useful information?

"By the way, her parents might know something." Song Ming suddenly thought that Wang Qian threatened her with the lives of Xu Zhien's parents, maybe her parents knew something.

It was at this time that Song Ming's mobile phone rang again.

It's an unfamiliar number.

Who is it?

"Hello?"

"Is it Song Ming? I'm Zhi'en Dad, are you at home? I have something to tell you. ”