On the same night, Yanjing, Huanwu Road, and Yuhe Dao Temple.

"Master, I'm here!"

Zong Shang and Zhou Yunxi fell to the ground. A man was lying on the Grand Master's chair. He was not sure of his age and looked extremely ugly. He was suspected of being disfigured, had no hair, and only had a few black holes on his face.

"Good disciple, you have been back for a while. Do you know why I called you here today?"

"Master, it's for Mr. Song's business. The news of his death has spread throughout Yanjing. At the memorial service tomorrow afternoon, the three major families in Yanjing will send people to attend!"

"Yes, you're right. Who is this girl? Did you say you want to bring it back before? Come and show me!"

"Her name is Zhou Yunxi, she is Song Li's wife's cousin. She came here from Luocheng and I was so angry that she would not betray us!"

Zong Shang pushed Zhou Yunxi and signaled her to come over.

Zhou Yunxi was scared, but she walked over. Zhou Tong was finished. If she wanted to avenge her revenge and make her family rise, she could only rely on Zong Shang's power.

She walked over tremblingly and stared at the man.

The man held up her chin and looked at it.

"Very good, she is a beauty. She will be a very good chess piece. It is a powerful weapon for us to deal with the Song and Wang families and dominate Yanjing!"

The man smiled wildly, and the hollowness on his face became more and more terrifying.

"Master, then what should I do!"

"The memorial service tomorrow afternoon, when Song Li and the Wang family arrive, hand over the things in the safe to Song Li. Then there will naturally be a good show."

The man touched Zhou Yunxi's pretty face and picked her up.

Zhou Yunxi clenched her fists and endured the discomfort in her heart. Zhou Muxue had Song Li, but she had nothing, and she could rely on only this broken body.

This is the sorrow of being a woman and her greatest capital.

The next morning, Yanjing Airport.

Song Li and Mu Xue walked out of the airport, and Bai Feng followed closely behind with his luggage.

He had just recovered from his serious injury. Song Li didn't plan to bring it, but Zhou Muxue was worried about Song Li's safety and forced Bai Feng over.

The passage had not yet walked far away, and a group of people rushed over from behind.

More than a dozen black-clad bodyguards were leading the way. A man was wearing a baseball cap, a white mask, and a black windbreaker followed behind him. There was also an obese middle-aged man next to him.

"Get out, get out, don't block the way!" the middle-aged man shouted.

He thought Bai Feng was the road, so he pushed him away and kicked his luggage far away.

Bai Fengyun was in a fog, and he didn't know what was going on.

Zhou Muxue couldn't see it and stopped the fat man.

"Hey, what are you doing? Just walk and push people. You are so anxious to go and be reincarnated!"

The fat man stopped, looked at Zhou Muxue with his fingers.

"What are you pretending, paparazzi reporter, which magazine comes from, search for me!"

When Zhou Muxue heard the name Xiuwu, he was stunned for a moment.

He was a popular first-line star. I didn't expect that he would meet him. This fat man should be his agent Mr. Huang.

The black-clad bodyguard forced his body search without saying a word.

Bai Feng glared at his eyes and wanted to take action, but was stopped by Song Li.

This is Yanjing, not Luocheng, and the security is very strict and you cannot fight and kill casually.

If something happens, the other party is a popular star, which will definitely be detrimental to you.

Zhou Muxue and Bai Feng's luggage were scattered, their clothes and skirts were scattered all over the floor, and even daily cosmetics were trampled.

"Boss, no!"

"Boss, there isn't here either!"

Mr. Huang glanced at Mu Xue and said sternly: "Take her phone over to see if there are any photos inside, and delete them all if there are."

"What do you want to do? This is an invasion of my personal privacy!"

Zhou Muxue naturally refused and put her phone in her arms.

A few bodyguards went up and snatched them, without any intention of mercy on the slightest.

Song Li was in a bad mood at first, but finally broke out.

"Mr. Huang, it's too much. We are not fans of Xiuwu. You leave yours, I leave mine, just search your body, and you have to look through your phone. There is no such reason!"

"Who are you? You dare to talk to me like this? In Yanjing, I am the reason, and Xiuwu is the reason. It would be nice if you didn't smash your phone. How could you say so much?"

Song Li doesn't want to cause trouble, it doesn't mean he is afraid of trouble.

He kicked the nearest bodyguard away, and Bai Feng also took action at the same time, tripping the bodyguard who was snatching his phone.

The two worked together to force the bodyguard back.

"Mom, I dare to say that I am not a paparazzi. Ordinary people are as powerful as you. Can you fight, right? I want to see how good you can fight and get it to me!"

Mr. Huang waved his hand and the bodyguard rushed forward together.

He was still a little worried and made another call. Soon, several more airport security men rushed over with batons.

The two sides fought hard, and the news spread quickly.

Soon, a group of people rushed in from outside.

There were reporters holding flash lights and fans who were crazy to pick up the plane. They were crowded with people and were in a turbulent momentum, making the VIP channel scattered.

"It's cultivation of martial arts, it's really cultivation of martial arts!"

"Xuwu, Xiuwu, we love you!"

"Xuwu, I'll fan you!"

The crazy fans screamed and were rushing over.

The security guard and the bodyguard could only stop fighting, form a wall of humans, and protect Xiuwu, for fear of the crazy fans making impulsive actions.

Mr. Huang looked at Song Li with anger in his eyes.

"Boy, you're so stingy. Don't let me know which newspaper you are from. I promise you can't afford to take care of it. In Yanjing, no one dares not give me Huang's face."

Song Li smiled and disagreed.

"Mr. Huang, you were the one who provoked me first, but now I blame me. I said that I am not from the newspaper. I am afraid that you can't afford to mess with me."

"Just, there are people I can't afford to offend in Yanjing. What are you talking about? What gods are there all the way, which will open my eyes."

Mr. Huang looked contemptuous and did not take Song Li seriously at all.

This kind of local bun from another country, if you know a little kung fu, you want to show off in Yanjing, and you will think too much about it.

"Yanjing Song family, Song Qing, Miss Song!"

When Mr. Huang heard Song Qing, he burst into laughter.

"Boy, let it go, it's okay if you say others, do you know who invited Xiuwu from our family? It's not someone else, it's Song Qing you mentioned. She is a fan of Xiuwu. She will pick her up in person today!"

Song Li was a little puzzled, how could this be possible?

It was Song Qing who called herself back and said she would pick her up in person today. How could she get together to pick up Xiuwu at the same time? Could it be that she would pick her up together?

While we were talking, a group of people came over from a distance.

All the bodyguards in black rushed to see each other and soon opened up a path from the fans. A young and beautiful girl with outstanding figure walked out towards her.

The girl is Song Qing, and she looks a little sad.

"Boy, Song Qing is here, open her eyes wide and look at her. He brags in front of me. You are fucking thinking that your grave grass is not high enough, and you are going back to settle the score with you."

There are many fans watching. They all know that Song Qing is a fan of Xiuwu and often interacts with him on Xiuwu's Weibo. The relationship between the two is quite good.

"Wow, the number one goddess in Yanjing is here!"

"It's really her. She replied to my message on Weibo last time!"

"So beautiful, I'd be half as beautiful as her!"

Even Xiuwu was very excited. He knew that Song Qing was his fan and had a good impression of him, so he usually asked about his well-being, hoping to have the opportunity to get together.

That is a real wealthy family that you will never reach in your life.

Mr. Huang smiled and took the initiative to lean over.

"Miss Song, why are you here in person? It should be our Xiuwu who is going to find you."

Song Qing ignored Mr. Huang and continued to move forward.

Mr. Huang looked embarrassed, but he could understand that he liked handsome guys. A middle-aged fat man like him could not catch her eyes at all.

When Xiu Wu saw Song Qing coming, he took off his hat and mask, showed a bright smile, and opened his arms to give him a hug.

The fans onlookers were envious and wished they were the hostess.

"I want to embrace Xiuwu, it's really handsome."

"Don't be foolish. First of all, you have to have money. Make a good job. Maybe Xiuwu will take a look at you."

"Tsk, you said to me, you are ugly!"

Song Qing walked past the crowd and stood in front of Xiuwu.

Xiu Wu was so excited that he said, "Qing'er, long time no see, the same thing!"

Unexpectedly, Song Qing didn't even look at it, and gently pushed Xiuwu away.

She walked to Song Li, her eyes full of tears, and she hugged Song Li.

"Song Li, you are back!"

"Well, Qing'er, I'm back!"
Chapter completed!