Da Bong fights more people

"The leader is attacking the third rank."

He had indeed reached this time Xu Qi'an nodded, Ji Xuan's blood pill was in his hands, the reason why he didn't give it to Cao Qingyang was not because he was stingy, but because it was too wasteful.

Cao Qingyang is a half-step third-rank, and his physical body has begun to transform. He is not a complete mortal body. After participating in the Central Plains War, he has made great strides forward.At this time, he didn't need to rely on luck to withstand the backlash of the blood pill.

However, at the realm of Cao Qingyang, the third rank can be said to be a matter of time, and there is no need to take a blood pill.

This is how blood pills are promoted. Those who can be carried are not needed, and those who cannot be carried are not needed.

It can be said that the blood pill has only two functions, one is to replenish the body of an extraordinary martial artist, and the other is to provide a way for those who are lucky to be promoted quickly to become extraordinary.

Xu Qi'an looked at Xiao Yuenu, who was mature and gentle, with first-class appearance and figure, and said with a smile:

"There's something I want to ask Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Yuenu pinched the wine glass in green hands, pursed her lips and smiled:

"Xu Yinluo, please tell me."

Xu Qi'an voice transmission said:

"Are you Xue Ji!"

Xiao Yuenu's smile remained unchanged, "What is Xu Yinluo talking about? Yuenu doesn't understand."

Xu Qi'an smiled, and left with his younger brother and his followers.

He then went to the yard where the beaters gathered. Brother Chun mixed in with this group of vulgar warriors, like a clear stream in a mudslide. Throw it anywhere, or pile it up on the table.

Brother Chun is not, Brother Chun did garbage sorting

Bone with bone, peel with peel, bone with bone.

Li Yuchun's current position is still silver gong, but the number of gongs under his management has increased, and his salary has also increased.

Life is pretty comfortable.

Xu Qi'an knew the character of this boss, Brother Chun was the same as Wei Yuan, when he appreciated and cared for him, it was out of public interest, not selfishness.

Therefore, Xu Qi'an can't give him an official rank and honor because of selfishness, and give him glory and wealth.

This is disrespect to Brother Chun, and Brother Chun probably won't want it.

Of course, the necessary care will certainly not be less.

There are too many guests attending the wedding, table after table toasting, everyone chatting a few words, after this process is completed, it is late at night, and the wedding banquet is coming to an end.

Xu Qi'an didn't go back to the inner hall because he had to see off the guests outside the gate of the mansion again.

From the mouth of the second uncle who came out together, he learned that the "intrigue" in the inner hall did not die down because of his departure.

"I don't know why the plates kept falling, and more than a dozen of them were broken one after another. Most of the plates fell on Ms. Zhong. You said she was not unlucky."

According to the second uncle, everyone in the hall more or less experienced some bad luck.

Lingyin almost choked to death on a chicken bone; Lina's tongue was scalded by the chicken soup; Li Lingsu fell while toasting, hit the corner of the table, and broke her head.

Wei Yuan's clothes were stained by wine and vegetables, because the table where Li Lingsu ate was the same as the watchman's table, Nangong Qianrou accidentally tore Wei Yuan's clothes when cleaning it for him.

Yang Qianhuan always likes to eat half of it, get up and stand in the corner with his back to everyone, only to be hit on the head by his aunt's spider plant.

Xu Qi'an looked at the dark street and said with a smile:

"Of course, Zhong Li is a fortune teller, and he is plagued by bad luck."

Uncle Xu nodded:

"Yes, that's what Song Qing and Chu Caiwei said. Later, you and Erlang's teacher Zhang Shen said that you can use Confucian magic to eliminate disasters. But he pronounced "There is no bad luck in this place" as "There is no jealousy in this place."

Xu Qi'an was surprised:

"Not dead?"

"He's rescued!" Second Uncle Xu said.

This is also a kind of bad luck! Xu Qi'an immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling emotional in his heart.

There is no bad luck here, it is Zhong Li's bad luck that disappears.

There is no "competition and jealousy" here, and it is aimed at Mu Nanzhi, the reincarnation of the undead tree, Huaiqing, the Ninth Five-Year Lord, and Luo Yuheng, the land god.

Zhang Shen is indeed destined.

The reason why he mispronounced it was probably Zhong Li's fault. Of course, it was also due to him watching the play with relish for a long time, which formed a deep impression on him.

As for Luo Yuheng, these fish clubs are dead!

Zhang Shen, the great Confucian of Yunlu Academy, hammered them down with his own strength.

"So no matter what, I'm taking revenge."

Xu Qi'an put his hips on his hips and laughed.

Uncle Xu thought for a while, and suddenly realized:

"Did you do it on purpose? Hey, you kid, you're so lazy."

Xu Qi'an sneaked out to toast, and deliberately did not bring Zhong Li, just to get revenge on those theatergoers and monsters. This was a plan that had been made before the wedding banquet started.

Since they can't escape, they hurt each other.

"Yo, Duke Wei is here."

Xu Qi'an saw Wei Yuan coming out of the mansion in a mighty manner with the watchman.

Wei Yuan's face was sullen, with a large area of ​​oil stains and stains, as well as a crack on his chest.

"Hey, Duke Wei, why are you so careless?"

Xu Qi'an greeted him with a smile on his face, and lowered his voice: "This is the robe that the Queen Mother made for you, it seems to be the only one?"

Wei Yuan glanced at him, and walked away with an unhappy face.

Then Zhao Shou came out with four great Confucians, and Zhang Shen was carried by Yang Gong in a sluggish state.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you?" Xu Qi'an pretended to be surprised.

Zhao Shou laughed and said: