Seeing that Li Xuedong really didn't look like he was injured, Gu Jiawei had no choice but to return in a huff and shrug his shoulders towards Wei Yunxing and Chu Yuhang.

Wei Yunxing's brows were locked, and he said with a puzzled face: "It's strange, just now I obviously saw Qin Shou's kid projecting silver needles at Xuedong, how could Xuedong be fine? And Qin Shou's kid's appearance just now, I feel as if he was the one who was injured?!"

Chu Yuhang stared at Li Xuedong and Xu Qianqian dancing on the dance floor and smiled: "If you want me to say, it's probably Qin Shou's kid who harms others and harms himself." ”

Gu Jiawei nodded in agreement and said, "Probably that kid's technique of casting the Qin Clan's thirteen needles was wrong, so the silver needle not only didn't stab Xuedong, but hurt himself." ”

Wei Yunxing and Chu Yuhang very much agreed with Gu Jiawei's opinion, otherwise how could Qin Shou's expression of life and death just now be explained.

Li Xuedong lightly held Xu Qianqian's hand, and the two danced like two butterflies on the dance floor, attracting applause from everyone.

In the beginning, there was a movement of people on the dance floor.

But in the end, only Li Xuedong and Xu Qianqian were left, and the other guests stood around as spectators, applauding and cheering them from time to time.

Xu Qianqian thought that Li Xuedong was a novice and was ready to teach him how to dance and walk.

In addition to being a little rusty at first, Xu Qianqian soon found that Li Xuedong's learning speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to be able to keep up with her dance steps perfectly, and even dance better than many men she had seen who claimed to be masters of dance parties.

If it weren't for Xu Qianqian's special understanding of Li Xuedong, I'm afraid she would definitely suspect that Li Xuedong's previous statement that he couldn't dance was just his lie.

Basically, the vast majority of people in the entire dance party looked at Li Xuedong and Xu Qianqian with friendly eyes.

However, there were still a few unfriendly glances cast over, and the strongest of them was Song Zhengtao.

Song Zhengtao is Xu Qianqian's suitor, which is something that many people know, and he feels that he is likely to take Xu Qianqian tonight.

Unexpectedly, Li Xuedong was killed halfway and his plan was completely suppressed.

At this time, Song Zhengtao was sitting on the rest chair on the right side of the ball, holding a goblet in one hand and knocking on the table with the other, making an extremely impatient knocking sound.

Song Zhengtao looked at Li Xuedong's eyes full of resentment and jealousy, and wondered how to teach this kid a lesson.

If he didn't know Li Xuedong's identity, it would be okay to say, but now he knows from Tang Runze, Huangfu Xing and others that this kid is still a guest of the Tang family, and he is also the boyfriend of Tang Xueyan, the first beauty in the capital.

In other words, Li Xuedong is the alchemist recruited by the Tang family in every possible way.

What worries Song Zhengtao even more is that Li Xuedong, an alchemist, is even younger than himself.

In his impression, most of the alchemists in their twenties were basically beginner disciples, not to mention refining pills, and basically their daily task was to grab medicine in the pharmacy, or fan the fire in front of the stove to control the temperature.

This Li Xuedong defeated the two masters of the Huangfu family, Lu Ming and Shi Fan, as soon as he made a move, and beat the invincible Huangfu Yu to the Tang family.

Whether it is to eradicate such a new generation of alchemists for the family, or to erase the competitors in the love field for themselves.

Song Zhengtao felt that he had to find a way to solve Li Xuedong, and it was urgent!

Li Xuedong and Xu Qianqian danced on the dance floor, and the two reunited after a long absence, so naturally they had a lot to say.

Just as Xu Qianqian spoke, she received a phone call from a brokerage company.

Xu Qianqian said sorry to Li Xuedong, and then took her mobile phone and ran to a quieter corner of the dance party to answer the phone.

Half an hour later, Xu Qianqian trotted back in high heels, pulled Li Xuedong's arm and said apologetically: "Xuedong, I'm really sorry, my agency has encountered some things, I want to go back and deal with it now, let's make an appointment to meet in the future, how about it?"

Li Xuedong smiled and said, "It's okay, work is important, you can call me when you have time." ”

Li Xuedong took Xu Qianqian's mobile phone and left her his mobile phone number.

Xu Qianqian held her mobile phone in both hands, said goodbye to Li Xuedong, and then walked quickly to the door of the ball.

At the door of the ball, there was a short, short-haired woman standing there, looking like an assistant, greeting Xu Qianqian.

Before leaving, Xu Qianqian also turned around and nodded to Li Xuedong.

Seeing Xu Qianqian leave, Li Xuedong walked out of the dance floor and came to Wei Yunxing and the three of them, and asked them for a glass of beer to quench their thirst.

After drinking beer, Li Xuedong saw that it was late at night, felt a little tired, and wanted to go back to the hotel to rest.

Wei Yunxing and the others didn't dare to stay up all night, because their elders were now gathered at the Zhengfeng Hotel, and if they let the elders know that they were fooling around here all night, they would have to be beaten to death.

After greeting the main owner, Song Zhengtao, Li Xuedong left the club with Wei Yunxing.

Zhengfeng Hotel, deluxe room on the fifth floor.

The décor of the rooms is extraordinarily ornate but surprisingly calm.

I could faintly hear a strange sound that seemed to be a spell.

There is a long coffee-colored leather sofa in the lobby of the guest room, and a pale woman is lying on the sofa, her body is wearing colorful Miao Yi clothes, but she can't hide the fair skin at all, and the sexy and graceful figure, the slender waist looms in the fragmented cloth, exuding a charming atmosphere.

Standing behind the sofa was a young man, also dressed in colorful Miao Yi costumes, but he had tape on the bridge of his nose and one of his arms wrapped in bandages, looking extremely embarrassed.

The young man was holding his breath, his eyes fixed on an old woman sitting next to the girl.

I saw that the old woman was about seventy years old, the skin on her face was wrinkled like dried orange peel, and her hands were also shaped like dry wood, black and thin, and she could even see the direction of her phalanges.

The old woman's withered hands were clasped together, and through the gap she could see a small translucent snake between her hands.

The old woman closed her eyes slightly, chanted a spell in her mouth, and streams of magical power poured out of her palms and injected into the dying little snake.

As time passed, the small transparent snake that was lying in the palm of his hand without feeling suddenly shook his body and let out a sizzling sound.

At the moment when the transparent little snake regained consciousness, the Miao girl Suoya, who was in a fainting, also opened her eyes slowly, her long eyelashes opened, and she looked around.

Seeing that the little snake recovered, Kakatu's nervous face showed a look of surprise: "Master Wu, wake up, Soya she is awake!"

The old woman nodded, and she carefully held the small transparent snake and gently sent it back to Soya.

The little transparent snake crawled towards Zoya's arm as if it was being led, and its originally transparent body quickly merged with Zoya's skin and disappeared.

Seeing that Soya regained consciousness, the wrinkled old woman hurriedly stepped forward, held Soya's white little hands with dry wood, and asked with pity and indignation: "Soya, my child, you finally woke up and told Grandma, who beat you so badly?!"

(End of chapter)