Chapter 17: Hit face

Four of them, one from the imperial capital, one from the North Xiafu sister-in-law, one from the affluent world, one with vast connections.
In contrast, Xia Qingchen has nothing.
He was sitting here, it really looked dazzling.
A group of people chatted one after another, and Xia Qingchen sat silently, listening one sentence without another sentence.
It was mainly Xia Qilin who touted each other. Zhao Churan occasionally said a few words. According to what she said, she was planning to come to celebrate the grandfather Xia Cangliu’s birthday.
This was delayed for half a month and missed Xia Cangliu's birthday.
At this time, the wine and vegetables are served.
The tables are full of unprecedented dishes that can't be eaten outside. Each one is worth a lot of gold and is extremely precious.
Wu Yanfei looked at Xia Qingchen with a smile: "Brother Xia, how about the Xianrenge's banquet?"
The irony in the speech is self-evident.
Such a position as Xia Qingchen probably has no chance to come to the Fairy Pavilion once in a lifetime.
"Come on," Xia Qingchen said indifferently.
As for the King Wuchen, how can a mortal restaurant like Xianren Pavilion enter the eye of the law?
To say a piece of cake, still give Zhao Churan a face.
"Yo! Listen to it, Brother Xia is the one who has seen the big scene!" Wu Yanfei made no secret of his own sneer: "It's strange that a character like Brother Xia can scare even a simple martial arts assessment Fainted on the spot?"
Xia Qilin and Chen Jun smiled in a timely manner, the color of contempt was self-evident.
"How did Cousin Qingchen faint?" Zhao Churan asked, curious, without knowing.
So, Xia Qilin added fuel and vinegar to tell the scene that she was fainted by the timid day.
Listen, Zhao Churan couldn't help but look down on Xia Qingchen.
It doesn't matter if the martial arts talent is low, but why is it that even the heart is so bad that it is directly scared and dizzy on the way to the assessment?
It's too shameful!
Xia Qingchen was too lazy to explain that Xia Qingchen was not syncope but sudden death of unknown cause.
Of course, he will not tell anyone.
Boom--
Wu Yanfei put a jug of wine in front of Xia Qingchen and said boldly: "Brother Xia, my father can say a sentence or two in front of Wu Ge. You drink this bottle of wine, and I guarantee that Wu Ge will treat you in the rematch Tolerance one or two will make it easier for you to pass the assessment. How?"
Xia Qilin said from the side: "Yes, cousin, Brother Wu's father is very identifiable. He is now looking at my face, and he is willing to help you. Don't disappoint him for his kindness!"
Kindness?
This jug of wine is the most famous drunken in the fairy pavilion.
Only one cup can make Xiaochen who is under Wuming drunk, unconscious.
Drink it in a pot, that is, the strongest of the Chenchen will be out of the world.
Take Xia Qingchen's cultivation practice, if you really drink it, then it is not as simple as being drunk. I am afraid that life is in danger!
Now it seems that Xia Qilin invited him to come to Xianren Pavilion, and he was not at ease.
The first is to belittle him in front of his cousin and elevate himself.
The second is revenge against Xia Qingchen for beating his friend.
"Brother Xia, don't you give me a face?" Wu Yanfei smiled.
Xia Qingchen's eyes were dull: "I'm here to look at the face of Churan's cousin, how old are you? Also deserve to be given to me?"
Xia Qingchen endured the person's cynicism all the way.
Now blatantly hurt him, let him give face?
"Cousin, why don't you know what's wrong?" Xia Qilin reprimanded the appearance of a brother: "Brother Wu is kind, what is your attitude?"
Xia Qingchen looked at him coldly, with impatience in his eyes.
He was really uninterested, playing with his scheming with a little stubborn hairy head.
The other party is persecuting again and again, and has gradually crossed Xia Qingchen's patience bottom line.
"If you really feel good, would you drink this pot for me?" Xia Qingchen placed a pot of wine in front of Xia Qilin and said lightly.
Xia Qilin's expression suffocated, joking, this pot to drink, it must be killed.
"Don't worry about Xia, your cousin's virtue is good or bad, and I'm too lazy to help him." Wu Yanfei's eyes turned to extricate Xia Qilin and took back the jug of wine.
Chen Jun scorned Xia Qingchen: "I don't know what's wrong! Not looking at Xia Brother's face, I will waste your hands and feet!"
Its fierce appearance reveals its usual domineering nature.
Even Zhao Churan couldn't see it, and was unpleasant: "Cousin Qingchen, how are you doing? Wu Gongzi kindly helps you, how do you hurt words? Don't hurry to apologize to him?"
She didn't know the drunkenness of Thousand Drops, misunderstanding Xia Qingchen's extreme personality and being unreasonable.
Xia Qingchen sighed silently, disappointed in his heart.
In my memory, Zhao Churan three years ago is still very simple and has a good relationship with him.
Three years later, not only became snobbish, but also so unreasonable.
It was clearly that they were hurting themselves, and Zhao Churan actually asked him to apologize in turn.
This kind of cousin doesn’t have to make deep contact
"Forget it, I won't disturb your interest." Without much speculation, he was too lazy to accompany the four of them.
哐当-
Who knows, just ready to go.
The door of the box was suddenly kicked open. A well-dressed, one-eyed young man wearing a blindfold led a group of fierce guards in.
"The outside guard's ears are all deaf? My brother-in-law said, why don't you entertain anyone other than the VIPs today, how dare you let someone in!" The blindfolded young man twenty times, a ruffian body all over his face Scars are extremely vicious.
Everyone's face changed suddenly.
Xia Qilin quickly got up and said, "We have an appointment and only came in after being released by the guards. What do you mean?"
"Your Excellency? Hum!" The one-eyed young man looked at him coldly and said, "Come here, palm your mouth, and tell him who I am."
A mid-level guard is stepping forward with a big mouth.
Xia Qilin wants to dodge, but where is the opponent of the Zhongchen strong?
On the spot, he slapped his lips, his lips were swollen on the spot, and the blood was flowing.
"Boy! This one in front of you, but Hongye! Which green onion do you count, and dare to call him Hongye?"
Hongye?
Xia Qilin's face changed and changed.
In Yungu City, there are eight hundred people with a name of Hong.
But there is only one who can be called "Hongye".
Wang Bahu’s youngest uncle, Yungucheng’s largest social gang.
All the underworld figures in Yungu City will call him Hong Ye when they see him.
Knowing that it was him, Xia Qilin was so scared that his heart thumped. He was rumored to be fierce and murderous, and he didn't blink.
I ran into this big Buddha!
"Hong...Hongye!" Xia Qilin quickly lowered his eyebrows and bowed his eyes: "I don't know that it is Hongye who is coming, but he is clumsy and looking at Haihan."
"Hai Han? Okay, break one leg and get out of here. Today, there are big people in Xianren Pavilion, but not a few of you can get in." Hongye burst into anger, and the brother-in-law repeatedly told him to maintain today Good Immortal Pavilion, there must be no slight difference pool, otherwise let him get out of Yungu City.
How could I not be angry when I learned that the guard had actually let in a group of outsiders?
Immediately came to death.
After hearing this, Xia Qilin and others looked pale.
If you want to go, how can you make a broken foot?