Chapter 161 A good sword, whose head should be beheaded?
An Huaqian's first thought was that the Rakshasa Gate was going to return to Huaxia.
It's just that he is a decent master of the Quanzhen Sect, and in the past, he and the head of the Quanzhen Sect personally chased the remnants of the Rakshasa Sect.
Could it be that Feng Wanli is here for revenge?
Thinking of this, An Huaqian was shocked.
Judging from Feng Wanli's fire dragon transformation, he has already stepped into the realm of Gang Lian, and his cultivation is afraid that he is above him.
"Haha, Brother An, don't worry, the old man is here just to share the great cause with you." Feng Wanli laughed.
"The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other!" An Hua Qianyi flicked his sleeves and was not interested.
"Brother An, it's not too late to listen to me." Feng Wanli was not annoyed.
"The old man heard that your son was killed by the Marquis of Dongzhou a few days ago, and I can't hide it, my most proud apprentice, that is, your eldest nephew Lei Gang, also died tragically at the hands of this person."
"I came this time to invite Brother An out of the mountain and kill the thief with the old man!" Feng Wanli said.
"Brother Feng, you are a Gang Lian Grandmaster, why do you need to join forces with the old man?" An Huaqian frowned.
Feng Wanli's eyes sank, and he said coldly: "Brother An doesn't know, although Qin Hou is young, but this person is the number one genius in ancient and modern times, martial arts have entered the gang refining, and the law has become a heavenly master." Not long ago, Ouyang Hui, the number one master under my Rakshasa Menke junior brother, and Cobra were killed by him overnight. ”
"Huh?" Anhua was shocked.
He knew that Qin Hou Xiu wanted to get it, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.
Martial arts double cultivation!
If these words came out of someone else's mouth, An Huaqian would never believe it.
But Feng Wanli came here to joke with him.
Ouyang Hui's strength is already at its peak, and he will not be much inferior to him, and with the famous killer organization, he was destroyed together, what a magical power.
An Huaqian knew that he underestimated this murderer.
"Even Feng didn't dare to be careless, because he wanted to invite Brother An to join the plan to eliminate thieves."
"Old man......"
An Huaqian was just about to speak, but Feng Wanli raised his hand and interrupted him again.
"Brother An is high-spirited and bright, and he disdains to be in the company of evil demons such as us. This time, the old man was also invited by Long Xiaotian, the head of the Dragon Gang, the lord of the Jiangbei underground, and had nothing to do with my Rakshasa Gate. ”
"The revenge of killing a son is not shared. I've got top-secret information, with your swordsmanship and my Heavenly Fire Divine Skills, this person will definitely die! Feng Wanli said with confidence.
An Huaqian's cheeks moved, and he said coldly: "Okay! ”
Receiving An Huaqian's consent, Feng Wanli was overjoyed, and walked away laughing like a dragon.
As soon as he left, the air around him became fresh again, and the snowflakes fell again.
"Gang Lian Grandmaster, it's really the best in the world!"
Qingzhu sighed.
"Master, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, with your and Feng Wanli's means, no matter how powerful the surname Qin is, it will be difficult to fly."
Qingzhu said happily.
An Huaqian turned his head and looked at Qingzhu coldly.
Qingzhu didn't understand An Huaqian's meaning for a while, and before he could ask, An Huaqian waved his hand and said, "You go down." ”
Qingzhu retreats!
An Huaqian raised two fingers and slammed towards the sword washing pool!
A sword qi was silent and invisible, and a crack opened up!
It's like the Grandmaster's refining qi!
No one knew that just last night, in the heavy snow, he had broken the life and death and heavenly opportunities, and was promoted to the master of kendo.
"Come out, old man."
With a wave of Anhua's thousand fingers, a pitch-black iron long sword flew out from the bottom of the pool.
The sword has a spirit, and when he heard that his master had summoned him, it was humming.
An Huaqian held the long sword and sat cross-legged on the surface of the lake.
He muttered: "Blood feud, morality!" Which is more important? ”
"Chongyang Patriarch, can you tell the disciple the answer, whose head should be cut off with this sword?"
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Qin Yi didn't want to fall too much into the love between men and women.
For him, the most important thing at present is to establish a pharmaceutical factory as soon as possible and dominate the underground hegemony in Jiangdong.
Quan'an's medical conference can be regarded as a complete harvest, and Qin Yi has almost gathered the top medical experts in the entire China.
After meeting with Liu Guozhong again and taking the line of Commander Liang, Qin Yi immediately rushed back to Dongzhou.
It's approaching the end of the year.
Dongzhou ushered in a heavy snowfall that had not been seen for a long time.
The snow was heavy and Tingyuxuan hung up the festive red lantern early.
The gallery's long bridge has also been replaced with traditional red paper cutouts!
A group of jubilant, beautiful and picturesque!
Wan Xiaoyun was wearing a mink coat, steaming hot air in the palm of her hand in the courtyard, staring at the entrance of the long bridge.
She hadn't seen Qin Yi for a long time.
He soaked with Cheng Ku, Bian Lao, and Su Hanyu every day, studying various medicines!
Although the two are in the same city, they have not seen each other for more than a month.
Thankfully, she didn't wait in vain.
The thin, lonely figure appeared in sight and stepped on the snow.
"Xiao Yun, I have good news for you."
Qin Yi shook off the snowflakes on his body, and his exhaustion was mixed with joy.
"Is the rejuvenation pill successfully refined?"
Wan Xiaoyun couldn't help but ask in surprise.
"That's right, the finished product of the special drug has come out, and after clinical trials, the effect is far better than I expected. With a box of medicine, even the terminal illness can be cured, and Bian Lao and others are clinical trials for other incurable diseases. ”
Qin Yi laughed heartily.
"Great, only our family has this magic medicine in the world, and this price can't fly into the sky?"
Wan Xiaoyun threw herself into Qin Yi's arms excitedly.
The advent of the special drug represents that the Qin Gang has officially stepped out of the south of the Yangtze River and faced the world.
"The price? It will have to be decided again. ”
"What everyone means is that if the rich want to sell jewelry, if it is ordinary people, they will sell it in limited quantities and cheaply."
Qin Yi thought for a while.
These pills, a real panacea, are a great miracle in the history of medicine.
Bian Lao, Cheng Kudan and others agreed that it is not only used to make money, but also to return it to the origin of curing diseases and saving people.
"Qin Hou, what do you think?"
Wan Xiaoyun is a businessman, and she will be a little hesitant about this kind of unprofitable thing.
"Do as they want! It is rumored in the streets and alleys of Dongzhou that Qin Hou is the king of murder, and he should earn some fame. ”
Qin Yi was in a particularly good mood, and joked with a smile.
"It's not just about earning fame, this merit is comparable to that of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas."
Wan Xiaoyun retreated from Qin Yi's arms with interest and said with a smile.
"Why did someone come from the province?" As he spoke, Qin Yi's gaze fell on the car at the door.
"Yes, Mr. Yin sent someone here, and I've been waiting for a long time." Wan Xiaoyun said.
Qin Yi hurriedly entered the house.
In the hall, a man in a suit and a young man in a tunic with a proud face were drinking tea.
Seeing Qin Yi, the two hurriedly stood up and greeted him.
Qin Yi raised his hand to signal that the two of them did not have to be polite.
After sitting down, the man in the suit lifted his glasses and respectfully introduced himself: "Mr. Qin, your surname is You, and you are Mr. Yin's secretary." ”
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