That night, it goes without saying that Qin Changsheng and Zhu Chan were at odds with each other. After absorbing the true dragon energy from the dragon spirit, his desire and ability in this area seemed to have increased.
As a ghost cultivator, Zhuchan was nourished by Qin Changsheng's True Yang Qi, especially the True Dragon Qi, and her face was radiant, and her cultivation level directly broke through the realm.
Sleeping with Qin Changsheng was actually more effective than practicing hard on her own!
Zhuchan can be said to know the taste by eating the marrow. It was not until dawn that she reluctantly returned to the blood jade gourd.
As for Queen Canglan, Qin Changsheng temporarily changed a pen and put it inside.
The flight to the capital was at eight o'clock in the morning. Qin Changsheng called a driver from the Longsheng Group and took him to the airport.
This was Qin Changsheng's first time taking a plane and he didn't understand the process very well. He asked a few people along the way before he got his ticket, passed the security check, and came to the departure hall.
As soon as he sat down, Qin Changsheng noticed a young woman sitting opposite him.
The woman was wearing a black coat and sunglasses, and was holding an urn in her hand.
"Miss, let me hold the young master's ashes while you rest."
Next to the woman, stood a middle-aged man in his fifties, stretching out his hand to take the urn.
"No, I'll hold it myself. Uncle Fifth, has the cause of my brother's death been investigated clearly? Can you confirm that it was the two ghosts of Netherworld who killed him?"
"I have found out clearly. I have personally watched the surveillance video, and there are many witnesses who have testified that the young master died at the hands of the two Netherworld ghosts. As far as I know, it was the Yan Palace of the Yan family who arranged for the young master to be killed by the two Netherworld ghosts.
I wanted to seek revenge on Qin Changsheng, but I didn’t expect my revenge, and instead I died at the hands of these two old ghosts.”
The middle-aged man nodded, sighed, and looked very ugly. After a pause, he added: "But I feel that this matter has nothing to do with that Qin Changsheng."
"What does it have to do with that Qin Changsheng?"
The woman said coldly: "It is my brother who is arrogant and domineering, and wants to conflict with Qin Changsheng again and again. In this matter, it is my brother who is at fault."
"That guy in Yan Palace wanted to use a knife to kill someone, so he used my brother as a gun. If it was just like that, it would be fine. My brother and he are willing to fight each other, so I can't say anything."
"But those two old guys from Netherworld and the Second Ghost should never take action against my brother! Although our Zhao family is only a third-rate family in the capital, we are not allowed to be bullied. I must take this matter seriously.
Ask the Yan family for an explanation!"
When the woman said this, her expression became cold and she felt like she was gritting her teeth.
The middle-aged man said: "After all, it was the two ghosts of Netherworld who took action. Even if we ask the Yan family for an explanation, the Yan family will put all the blame on those two old guys, and then pretend that they are also trying to help the young master.
"
The woman was silent for a while with a sinking face, and then said: "Check the whereabouts of the two ghosts of Netherworld. They were seriously injured. They will definitely not be able to escape far, and they will most likely escape back to the Yan family in the capital, so that the family can stay near the Yan family."
Keep an eye on them, and once you find those two old guys, immediately take photos to collect evidence, and then report to me!"
"Okay, I understand."
The middle-aged man nodded, turned around and walked aside to make a phone call.
Qin Changsheng saw this scene in his eyes and stared at the urn held in the woman's hand, feeling suddenly enlightened.
This woman is probably Zhao Junfeng's sister. She is a person who can distinguish right from wrong. She knows the character of her brother and has a clear understanding of the grudges between Zhao Junfeng, Qin Changsheng and Yan Gong.
Speaking of which, Zhao Junfeng's death was still inseparable from Qin Changsheng. He got up and left and found a seat far away, not wanting Zhao Junfeng's sister to recognize him and avoid embarrassment.
Soon, it was time to board the plane.
Qin Changsheng queued up with other tourists to check in and board the plane.
His ticket was booked by an employee of the Changsheng Group. The group employee booked the ticket for the chairman. They definitely didn't dare to be careless and booked first class.
However, when they arrived at the cabin, they discovered that Zhao Junfeng's sister was also in first class and was sitting next to Qin Changsheng.
This is a domestic flight from Jiangzhou to Beijing. The entire flight takes less than 2 hours. The plane is naturally a small passenger plane. There are not many first-class seats, only four in total.
At this moment, in addition to Qin Changsheng, Zhao Junfeng's sister, and the middle-aged man in his fifties, there was also a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sitting in his thirties.
Qin Changsheng didn't want to be recognized by Zhao Junfeng's sister and the middle-aged man. After being stunned for a moment, he quickly sat down, glanced at the window on the side, and looked out.
Zhao Junfeng's sister didn't notice Qin Changsheng, holding the urn expressionlessly, but the middle-aged man in his fifties stared at Qin Changsheng with a strange look. He seemed to vaguely recognize Qin Changsheng, but he
Some were not sure and kept craning their necks to look in Qin Changsheng's direction, but Qin Changsheng only gave them the back of his head.
"Hey, let me ask you, do you have any sense of public morality and report an urn on the plane? Have you considered the feelings of the people traveling with you?"
At this moment, the middle-aged man sitting behind Qin Changsheng discovered that Sister Zhao Junfeng was holding an urn in her arms. His scalp suddenly felt numb and he became angry for no reason. He stood up and walked to Sister Zhao Junfeng and scolded her.
Zhao Xinrui glanced at the middle-aged man and said nothing, while the housekeeper Xu Rong, who was sitting behind her, immediately stood up and said in a deep voice: "There is no prohibition against bringing urns on board the plane. If you feel uncomfortable,
You can go down."
"Hey, I paid for the air ticket, why did you let me go down? If your family dies, take care of it yourself and don't come out to influence others. I think it's you who should go down!"
The man was furious and pointed at Xu Rong and Zhao Xinrui.
"Crack!"
Xu Rong suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the man's hand, and broke his fingers with a snap!
From the looks of it, he turned out to be a warrior with a good level of cultivation.
"roll!"
Xu Rong shouted sharply.
The man was in pain and let out heart-piercing screams. How could he endure the bad breath? He immediately threatened to call the police.
"You are Liu Jianchao, right?"
Just when the man was about to call the police, Zhao Xinrui suddenly said calmly.
"How do you know my name?"
Liu Jianchao grinned and looked at Zhao Xinrui, slightly surprised.
"Three months ago, you seemed to want to toast me, but I refused. Have you forgotten?"
Zhao Xinrui took off his glasses and looked at Liu Jianchao coldly.
Only then did Liu Jianchao recognize Zhao Xinrui and was shocked: "Zhao, Miss Zhao?"
Zhao Xinrui put on her wide sunglasses again and said in a cold voice: "My brother just died and I'm in a bad mood. If you keep making noise, you won't be able to gain a foothold in the capital in the future."
Liu Jianchao was so frightened that his scalp was numb and he was sweating profusely. He didn't even care about the pain in his fingers. He quickly apologized to Zhao Xinrui and sat back obediently, not daring to say another word.
Xu Rong saw that Liu Jianchao knew his lady, so he said nothing more and said to Liu Jianchao: "Be patient, I will contact the doctor for you when we get to the capital."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
Liu Jianchao smiled apologetically and nodded.
Xu Rong turned his eyes and took a few steps forward. He looked at the profile of Qin Changsheng who had turned his head to look out the window, and finally confirmed Qin Changsheng's identity.
His eyes flickered, and without alerting the enemy, he turned around and came to Zhao Xinrui, whispering a few words in a low voice.
Zhao Xinrui's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Changsheng!