Chapter 113: The Banquet

At this moment, the desolate land can be described as chaotic.

Seeing that his apprentice disappeared without a trace in the battle with Zhun Ti, the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, who had always been calm and majestic, finally broke out. The infinite sage's coercion spread to the entire Zixiao Palace in an instant.

"Zhun Ti old horseman, how can I be a teacher if I don't kill you!"

"Second brother, I'll go with you to avenge Master Qingzi's nephew!" Tongtian's originally cold face instantly overflowed with murderous intent. The four sonorous pieces of Zhu Immortal shot out from the depths of the Heavenly Yuan God...... The four Zhuxian Immortal Swords, which exuded endless evil aura, flew up and down unscrupulously.

"Zhun Ti's move is too much!" Lao Tzu, who has always been quiet and inactive, has a face as heavy as water and a voice like a bell chime.

"Hmph, Zhun Ti is really a saint in vain!" "Styx has always regarded Li Qingming as his brother, but now that his brother's life and death are uncertain, how can he still endure being a brother?

It is said that the world is hot and cold, and interests are paramount. But this sentence is used in the Hongbarren Continent, but it is greatly discounted. At least the few people in front of him are all emotional people.

Hongjun looked at the four people who were full of anger and majesty with an expressionless face, sighed imperceptibly, and said: "The old Tao once said that the blessings and misfortunes are relied upon, and the blessings and misfortunes are lurking!

"But, Master, I was originally the teacher of Qingmingzi. This is shameless and attacks and kills my juniors. I still need to have a fight with him, and I need to ask for an explanation!" Primordial Tianzun was unmoved, and his gloomy face was dripping water.

Hongjun was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Go to Hugh, go Hugh!"

After saying that, the sleeves of Hongjun's robe were flicked lightly, and all four saints were thrown out of Zixiao Palace. The extremely simple Zixiao Palace shook a little illusory twice, and then disappeared without a trace.

The four saints looked at each other, but they didn't expect that now that they had become saints, they still couldn't feel Li Qingming's strength. The power of the Heavenly Dao is really so terrifying!

Shaking his head helplessly, the four saints went straight to the Western Sumeru Mountain hand in hand.

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Diaoyutai State Guesthouse is located on the east side of Yuyuantan in Longdian Hai District, which is an ancient Chinese royal garden and a modern state guesthouse complex. Because an emperor built a platform here to fish in ancient times, "Diaoyu Tai" was named after it, and it has been more than 800 years so far. The Diaoyutai State Guesthouse has more than a dozen buildings, which are numbered in a counterclockwise direction from the north side of the east gate of Diaoyutai.

Today, Luo Shucheng's father, Luo Hong, is going to be in the second building of the State Guesthouse to celebrate Li Qingming's exhaustion and recovery.

Before the car accident, Li Qingming had come to the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse once. Whether it is the service attitude, dishes and environment of the State Guesthouse, it is highly respected. It's just that as the heir of a deceased rich man, a young man who only thinks about eating, drinking and playing all his life, how many opportunities can he have to eat and stay in the state guesthouse?

Sitting in Luo Shucheng's Audi car, Li Qingming actually had a rather wonderful feeling. Perhaps accustomed to the life of flying around in the desolate world, everything seems to be full of novelty in the new era.

"Little fatty, isn't Uncle Luo usually very busy, why do you have time to invite me to dinner today?" Li Qingming listened to the relaxing music in the car, and his whole body seemed to relax.

When Luo Shucheng heard this, a touch of unnaturalness flashed in his eyes, and then he chuckled: "Hey! Anyway, the company has already been on the right track, and there are not so many chores to worry about. In addition, Brother Ming, you are recovering from a serious illness. Even if you don't have time, make time to have a meal together. You say yes, right?"

Although Li Qingming said that his cultivation had just recovered to the peak of the Golden Immortal with the power of yesterday's Heavenly Tribulation. But the momentum of one body is comparable to that of a saint. A mortal, no matter how deep you hide your thoughts, in Li Qingming's eyes, there is nothing to hide.

Noticing the strangeness in Luo Shucheng's eyes, Li Qingming's heart moved slightly, could it be that Uncle Luo's group had encountered some trouble? Although he really wanted to probe the Yuan Shen into Luo Shucheng's mind and make all this transparent. But this fat man Luo Shucheng is a dear brother to Li Qingming. The immortal family technique is used to spy on his brother's privacy. Li Qingming can't do this kind of thing no matter what.

The car passed through the tall and quaint Diaoyutai State Guesthouse archway and went straight to Building No. 2.

When Luo Shucheng and Li Qingming walked to the hall of Building 2, Luo Hong, who was burly and full of majesty, had already stood up early. strode towards Li Qingming, and stepped forward with a bear hug.

"Haha, two days ago, Shucheng told me that you woke up. At first I thought the little bunny was lying to me. I didn't expect it to be true, it's really good!" Luo Hong is a typical Northeasterner. It is fully equipped with the hearty character of the Northeast people, as well as a rough voice.

"Uncle Luo, thank you so much for the past few years!" Li Qingming chuckled, and a cloudy tear quietly crossed his cheek.

"You melon baby, what are you talking about!" Luo Hong suddenly said with some loss: "Just think of me as Brother Li, do my duty as a father!"

Li Qingming understands Luo Hong's relationship with his late father. As the saying goes, there are four irons in life: we have been through the window together, we have carried a gun together, we have prostituted together, and we have shared the spoils together.

Li Qingming's father and Luo Hong are brothers who came out of the same orphanage. Go to school together, be a soldier together, pick up girls together, and do business together. This is an unspeakable brotherly emotion, when he learned that Li Qingming's father had passed away, Luo Hong's heart was sadder than anyone else.

"Haha, forget it. I don't want to do this! Come on, come on, Mingming, I'll introduce you!" Luo Hong took Li Qingming's arm, pointed to the two women and a man standing on the side, and said: "Obviously, this is Wang Chonghai, the chairman of Wanshibo Group, this is Mr. Wang's wife Yang Han, and this is Mr. Wang's beloved queen Ziyuan." ”

"Haha, Chonghai. This is what I often mention to you, my nephew, Li Qingming!" Luo Hong introduced to both parties with a smile on his face.

Li Qingming smiled and shook hands with them one by one, maintaining a polite image.

"It turns out that this is Qingming's virtuous nephew, and he is really a talent!" Wang Chonghai was obviously not very interested, but he grinned reluctantly because of his feelings. In fact, it's good that you have a good relationship with me. I don't want to introduce an unrelated person to me.

"The title of the book, you little fat man, come over to me! When you see your future father-in-law and mother-in-law, why don't you know how to come and say hello?" Luo Hong saw Luo Shucheng not far away, and secretly wanted to sneak upstairs, and couldn't help but shout angrily.

At this time, Li Qingming understood. Good guy, this Wang Ziyuan turned out to be Luo Shucheng's fiancée. However, looking at Wang Ziyuan, the eyes that accidentally peeked at Luo Shucheng were full of tenderness. It is not difficult to guess that the relationship between the two is definitely extraordinary.

At this time, Li Qingming took a moment to observe Wang Ziyuan. Although Wang Ziyuan does not have the appearance of the country and the city, it is rare to have the lovely freshness of a small jasper.

I saw the little girl's flat duck egg face, her facial features were very good-looking, a pair of big eyes were shining like water, her skin was fair and soft, her lips were ruddy and petite, and there was a small and moving beauty mole on her cheeks, which added a bit of beauty, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were looking forward to a kind of heroic spirit, and her long thick black hair was tied up by a pink ribbon, which was meekly put on the back of her head, and the rest were loose and scattered, and the sideburns were obliquely inserted into a sister's cute hairpin, which was more elegant and chic.

Although the fat man is slightly fatter, he also looks tall and burly. Standing with this little girl Wang Ziyuan, it is a good match.

"Yes!" Seeing that there was no hope of escaping, Luo Shucheng came over with a sad face, and said respectfully: "Shucheng has seen Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang!"

This time, Wang Chonghai and his wife's complexion recovered a little, and they said with a little nobility: "Shucheng, you have to accompany our family Yuanyuan more! You young people have a common language, so you should stay together more!"

Luo Shucheng scratched his head embarrassedly, and said busily: "Yes, uncle, you are right!"

"Let's go, don't stay down there!I've already booked a room!" Luo Hong saw that everyone had arrived, and walked to the second floor first.

"Oh, isn't this Miss Wang!Why, are you eating here today?" Just as everyone was talking and laughing upstairs, a man's voice sounded behind him. There was a clear hint of joy and hostility in the man's voice.