Iron-Blooded Dragon Fighting in American Comics

If you have a certain amount of Phoenix bloodline, you can not only use the Phoenix Jade to drive the real Phoenix Golden Flame, but you can also refine it into the core of a holy weapon. You only need to drive the Phoenix Golden Flame to directly create a minimum and earthly weapon. Level sacred weapon.

This thing is priceless to Lin Hong, Ying Mi and Qin from the X-Men.

"Don't refuse. Foreign things are foreign things after all. Besides, you are still my grandson. Originally, this piece of jade was intended to be left to Axue as a dowry. It's a pity that I didn't mention it. This little guy Qiaocelin is very good. His intelligence network has been established for a long time, but he is indeed a strange person to be able to do this. I think you are attracted to him." Zhao Yue thought of Zhao Xue's experience and sighed, randomly thinking that Ying Ao was also unhappy. I felt good, so I immediately changed the subject.

"What is heartbeat? Grandpa, please don't say such ambiguous words." It seems that Ying Ao has adapted quickly to Yuanxing, and he can even hear this ambiguous topic.

"Haha" Zhao Yue smiled kindly. He had already found the mastermind behind the previous attempt to kill Ying Ao. However, due to some considerations, he did not treat him as such. His grandson needed training, so he regarded him as his. A whetstone for my grandson.

Thinking of the other party's plan that was full of loopholes, Zhao Yue was confident that his grandson could find out the evil hand.

"Yes, Jocelyn's intelligence network can actually know information that even the Dark Son and the Giant Dragon Longzi don't know. This is a bit too scary." Ying Ao said seriously.

"Well, he knew about this. I didn't know it was the old guy who let it slip." Zhao Yue was surprised. He really didn't know that Jocelin's intelligence network would actually find out about this.

"Grandpa, you know the specific things." Ying Ao realized that his grandfather seemed to know something too.

"Haha, of course I know, but that thing is of no use to me. I'm old and don't have that ambition anymore." Zhao Yue chuckled, but he didn't say anything.

"But, grandpa, wouldn't it be better for you to hold this thing?" Seeing Zhao Yue's silence, Ying Ao changed the topic back to the Phoenix Jade.

"Although I don't have the phoenix jade, I still have some other things. Besides, I'm afraid you can't find anything more suitable than it. Just take it and treat it as a betrothal gift to your grandson's wife in advance." Zhao Yue stood up and put it in his hands. Wave and leave.

Ying Ao held the Phoenix Jade and watched Zhao Yue leave in a daze.

He never thought that his grandfather would give him such a precious thing.

Feeling the breath of the phoenix jade in his hand, a warm current flowed through Ying Ao's heart. Ying Ao suddenly felt the urge to cry: He never expected that his grandfather would spend so much money to help him. This is when he truly felt the existence of family affection in person.

However, with strong self-control, Ying Ao resisted the urge to cry loudly. Even so, his eyes were extremely moist. He took out a tissue and wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes. Ying Ao took a deep breath. , and then leave.

Ying Mi's gift was solved, but there were other things, such as Lin Hong, such as blood memory, and the demon hunter he had just established.

As for the birthday party, with Winston’s help, he doesn’t need to worry about it. By the way, remember Ying Mi’s hobbies

Ying Ao stopped, turned and walked to the front desk, and took out his Witcher Code from the inner pocket of his clothes. Ying Ao quickly wrote something on the last page, and then tore off the page. Leave it to L'Occitane.

The Continental Hotel will close the lobby after 10pm for temporary modifications for tomorrow’s birthday party.

However, some related expenses were already being prepared. L'Occitane took the note and glanced at it before sending it to the management department. The management department would prepare all the required items on the list within a few hours.

After doing all this, Ying Ao took the elevator to the top floor and drove the flying skateboard back to the villa.

Ying Ao, who had just returned to the villa, looked at the group of policemen outside the villa and couldn't help but have black lines on his head. What's going on?

Ying Ao jumped directly from the flying skateboard and landed directly between the police and Selina.

"Who is it?" The policeman who was negotiating with Selina was startled. He almost lost his grip on the gun and almost dropped it to the ground.

"What's going on?" Ying Ao ignored the policeman and asked Selina directly.

"It's nothing, they just suspect us of selling drugs." Selina explained.

"What are drugs?" After all, Ying Ao didn't know anything about this. He only knew that drugs were very profitable, but he didn't know much about the rest.

"Stop pretending to be stupid. Our plainclothes police have seen the fact that you are selling drugs. Now I order you to give up resistance and come with us. Otherwise, it will be regarded as drug trafficking and resisting arrest. We have the right to attack you." The policeman seemed to feel that Ying Ao was not easy to deal with, so he retreated behind the door of the police car and shouted to Ying Ao.

"Drugs are not a good thing. I can't explain it in just a few words." Selina looked helpless and didn't know how to explain what drugs were.

"No need to explain, I believe that the people in the villa have nothing to do with drugs. I guess it was the two plainclothes people who came up with the idea when you and I went to Sister Jessica's place. Just leave it to me." Ying Ao thought. The previous two plainclothes men had guessed the other party's intention: since Jessica and the others couldn't be offended, it would be easy to detain them on charges of selling drugs. As long as people were under control, it wasn't up to them to say what they wanted.

It's a pity that this rabble picked the wrong person to blackmail.

"Do you know what this is?" Ying Ao took out a credit gold coin from the Continental Hotel.

The golden coins blinded the other party's greedy eyes.

"Of course I know." The other party obviously also knows some things about the underground world. After all, these police officers often get involved in some things in the underground world.

"Very good, tell me how many gold coins your life is worth. If I spend ten gold coins, can I take your life now?" Ying Ao said with a smile.

But the policeman could feel the cold murderous intent in the other person's tone.

He couldn't help but shuddered. When two plainclothes policemen informed him that there was a big fish here who was suspected of selling drugs, and that he had nothing to do with the underground world bosses that they couldn't afford, he didn't have time to investigate him carefully. The background rushed over, and now it seems a bit reckless.

Ying Ao waved his hand, and ten gold coins hit the policeman's face, causing his head to be bruised and swollen, but he watched blankly as the ten gold coins hit his head and then fell to the ground.