Chapter 144

Yang Qiu was seriously injured.

Half of the chest collapsed. Fortunately, it wasn't the heart. Seven ribs were broken, and the internal organs were hurt to varying degrees. If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he would have died too long ago.

His whole body's spiritual power was used by him to use the move of nine dragons to destroy the sky. The power of that move was the most powerful of the green dragon sword formula. When he killed the living and killing Buddha, he only had a sky sword in his hand. In fact, his real strength was similar to that of the living and killing Buddha, or even slightly weak.

If he didn't ask Tianjian, he would undoubtedly lose. Because the living and killing Buddha got a magic weapon from the Lin family.

After killing the living and killing Buddha, he went to Changnan and got 500 tons of gold. The most important thing is that he got more than ten bottles of ten thousand year stone milk.

This is the reason for his rapid development.

A bottle of ten thousand year stone milk has restored his realm to 23 / 10 of the previous level. Yufeng classic has broken through to the fourth level. Although four times the speed of sound can't last long, it's not a big problem to run 10000 kilometers back and forth with three times the speed of sound.

The most important thing is that the bottle of Wannian stone milk can restore the green dragon sword formula to the third layer and turn out three sword dragons.

Of course, he goes all out to have five virtual dragons.

No one knew that Yang Qiu's strength would soar to this level, whether it was zero one game or law Zong, which surprised him to destroy Miaoyin Zong.

But after Miao Yin Zong was destroyed, Lu Zong was already alert. In his rage, Lu Zong's revenge should have been extremely fierce, but it ended without illness under the pressure of zero one game.

According to the idea of the law clan, Yang Qiu sent a powerful elder to sit down. Yang Qiu dared to come to the door, that is, he wanted to die, but unexpectedly, Yang Qiu had the strength to cross the border.

Cross border killing.

There were seven schools of law, and two were destroyed in two days, which greatly damaged the vitality of the whole law school.

This hatred, in fact, has become a dead hatred.

But Yang Qiu didn't realize it. He felt that he had to get rid of the whole law school. Only in this way could he take revenge for his officials and uncle, Yang Mingshan and Du Yumei.

Now, just count yourself as charging a little interest first.

After all, he promised Ji Qinghe not to make a big deal.

He really felt that he was not making enough trouble, but the monks in the whole secular world had turned the sky.

There are only five big sects of Oriental practitioners. They can have more than 1000 experts in zero one game. Everyone who has spiritual roots and can become a practitioner is one of ten thousand or one of ten thousand million.

This is not the cultivation world, this is the human world. In modern society, where can we find so many people with cultivation potential?

But Yang Qiu made a big taboo by destroying two small zongmen overnight.

But what is he afraid of?

The zero one game regards itself as the little master. If it's a big deal, this relationship will be completely exposed.

After a simple bandage, he endured the severe pain, first connected the broken bone in his chest, and then fixed the bone. Only then did he change his clothes and prepare to return to Shanghai.

He did not contact Zhu Ruilin in the capital, nor did he tell anyone that he came by himself when he came. He went back and was ready to go back by himself.

But I had trouble going back.

When he came, he cast the wind Sutra and ran to the capital in an hour. But now he is injured and can no longer cast the wind Sutra. He can only take a plane or high-speed rail.

Hell, he didn't bring his ID card.

In desperation, he had to call Zhu Ruilin and didn't let him come to see him. He believed that Zhu Ruilin's arrangement was just a piece of cake.

Sure enough, he only waited at the airport for more than ten minutes before he received a call from Zhu Ruilin. After asking for his location, he hung up.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged policeman, sweating all over and wearing a police uniform, came quickly with a middle-aged woman who was a senior executive of an airline behind him.

The middle-aged policeman is the director of the capital airport police station. His position is not very high, but his authority is great.

"Excuse me, are you Yang Shao?"

Yang Qiu's face was a little pale and his movement was a little inconvenient. He turned his head and glanced at the middle-aged policeman and nodded faintly:

"I am."

The respectful color on the middle-aged policeman's face was more obvious. He didn't even dare to shake hands, but said respectfully:

"Please follow this lady this way. She will be responsible for arranging everything for you. What else can I do for you? If you don't feel well, I'll send someone to bring you a wheelchair right away. "

The middle-aged policeman has a strong ability to observe words and expressions. At a glance, he saw that Yang Qiu's action was inconvenient. The pale face was obviously excessive blood loss.

If he were an ordinary man, I was afraid he would have been taken out by the police for questioning, but the middle-aged policeman wanted to support him as his ancestor.

The middle-aged policeman came from an official family. His uncles have senior officials at the ministerial level and even vice premier. However, the phone call he received today was from the uncle with the highest status in his family, who urged him to do the things he told him well.

In the eyes of the middle-aged police, Yang Qiu has turned into someone in the mysterious crown prince party. As for why he was injured, this is not what he should ask.

Yang Qiu looked at him, saw the respectful and careful look of the middle-aged policeman, and said with some laughter:

"I'm fine. Thank you this time. I'll let Zhu Ruilin remember you."

This sentence scared the middle-aged policeman almost sitting on the ground.

He is from the capital. Of course, he knows who Zhu Ruilin is.

It seems that it should be Mr. Zhu who told his uncle.

And what is the identity of this young man?

He dared to call childe Zhu by his name. Even looking at what he meant, it seemed that childe Zhu didn't have much advantage in front of him.

Damn it, I've met an evil character. When did there be such a powerful character in the capital?

No matter what the middle-aged policeman thought, Yang Qiu stood up with a strong pain in his chest, and then nodded to the middle-aged woman in uniform:

"Please."

In the eyes of the middle-aged woman, the middle-aged policeman is a big man. He must receive him personally and carefully, especially a great man. She is the husband in charge of the capital airport of a large airline. She does the work of greeting and seeing off. Provincial and ministerial leaders have also received a lot. Of course, she knows what to do.

"This way, please."

The middle-aged woman walked slowly and carefully, taking care of Yang Qiu's speed.

With a call from Zhu Ruilin, Yang Qiu got on the plane unimpeded, even without security check.

Sitting in the best first class seat on the flight, Yang Qiu is a little funny.

Looking back carefully, he suddenly found that this was the first time he had flown since he was a man of two generations.

The former waste Yang Qiu has never been on a plane.

Smiled and shook his head. He was a little nervous on his face.

The stewardess on the plane received strict instructions in advance to receive Yang Qiu. Seeing the look on Yang Qiu's face, a beautiful young stewardess immediately stepped forward and asked softly:

"Are you not feeling well, sir? Would you like me to send you some tranquilizer? "

Yang Qiu quickly shook her head. Unexpectedly, the radian was a little big, but it involved the wound on her chest. Suddenly, the cold sweat on her forehead came down.

"It's all right. I'm... Afraid of heights."

The stewardess smiled. She turned to get a hot towel and gently lowered it:

"Here's a towel. You can relax and have a drink. Do you need anything to drink? Is there a special wine for you, champagne or red wine? "

Yang Qiu thought for a moment, nodded and said:

"Give me some strong bar, will you? Thank you. "

The stewardess was stunned. Spirits are rarely provided on the plane. Red wine can be drunk in first class, but spirits are not provided.

But the guest is not simple. She doesn't dare to decide:

"Just a moment!"

Soon, the stewardess handed Yang Qiu a glass of whisky. At this time, another middle-aged man sitting not far away had long been uncomfortable. The beautiful young stewardess only knew to pay attention to the little white face and didn't even look at him, which made him angry.

"Miss, I want something to drink, too. Give me a glass of strong wine."

The stewardess was stunned again, looked at the middle-aged man and said with apology:

"I'm sorry, sir. We don't serve spirits. We have red wine and champagne."

The middle-aged man suddenly became angry:

"You don't offer spirits. Does that boy drink horse urine? Are you looking at his white face and trying to seduce him? Cao, don't look at his poor appearance. His clothes don't add up to half a ticket. Go and pour me wine right away. Do you want me to make you look good? I dare to treat you differently. "