The Immortal Emperor Returns - Chapter 149

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Chu Xun stepped out of Liu's house, Qinglong came up and told him that the No. 1 chief was waiting for him.

The place I went to this time was not the mottled alley, but the courtyard with red tiles and white walls, the place that symbolized China's highest authority.

The Zhu Qi gate, nine rows of star studs, flying dragons and clouds, exquisite murals, all show the beauty and splendor that was once unparalleled here.

The car couldn't get in, so it only walked. Chu Xun didn't care. He walked quietly and stepped on the bluestone path with a relaxed attitude.

Qinglong followed behind Chu Xun, staring at Chu Xun's back. This is a man who cannot be measured by common sense, dazzling like the sun. He remembered seeing Chu Xun for the first time, he slaughtered the entire twelve constellations, and he could not bear a little resistance. Qinglong understands that some people are destined to be extraordinary.

If Chu Xun knew Qinglong's thoughts, he would tell him very seriously. If he could, he would prefer nothing to happen, because he went too hard this way.

At this time it was the end of autumn, and the surrounding flowers and trees were withering, and there was a slump. Even the highest authority in China, there was nothing natural about it.

Chief No. 1 received Chu Xun in his office. It was a party prince who could enter here, but Chu Xun was an exception.

The air is filled with wood scent. The entire office is more than 100 square meters, red brick paved, antique, and the decoration is extremely simple. To put it bluntly, even those small and medium-sized business owners 'offices are more luxurious than here, and it is estimated that no one would think that many countries' policies go out from here.

"Sit down!" Chief No. 1 made tea in person. The colorful tea set looked a little vulgar, but it was a special tea set used by a certain emperor, and it is still valuable today.

Tea is sulking, Chief No. 1 looks at Chu Xun through a thin mist, and there is no concealed appreciation in his eyes.

Although the Liu family has only passed on for a hundred years, it has risen rapidly in the glory of its ancestors. In these years, it has begun to intervene in national politics, making him jealous.

But Chu Xun, in just one day, the glorious Liu family fell from the clouds into the dust and is about to fall into hell.

"This picture is good."

Chu Xun stared at the tiger picture hanging on the wall behind the desk, stepped on a boulder, tiger shook the mountain forest, and the king's attitude suddenly jumped on the paper, and his spirit was domineering.

Head No. 1 froze, and then laughed: "You like it, give it to you."

"Okay!" Chu Xun took a seat and motioned for the Qinglong guarding the door to come in.

When Qinglong came in, Chu Xun smiled and asked, "Qinglong, what do you think of this picture of a tiger and howling sky?"

Qinglong shuddered, then looked back at the tiger.

Chu Xun held up the tea cup, sipped a bit, flicked with the other hand, a loop of hair burst, and silently submerged into the pair of tiger pictures, but the entire tiger picture was rippling with subtle ripples, blinking as if it had never appeared.

"Good tea, did you come here for corruption and bribery?" Chu Xun said with a smile.

The tea in the mouth of Chief No. 1 almost sprayed out. He did not expect that Chu Xun would make a joke.

"This is the Yunwu Tea in Yunwu Mountain. The production is scarce. There is a saying of 10 grams for 10 grams. It can only be supplied internally, but you can't buy it outside. , Because he knew in front of Chu Xun, still don't play tricks, this young man is too evil.

Chu Xun chuckled, "How do I feel like a robber?"

"If you can heal my teacher, you can take whatever you have here," said Chief One, half-jokingly.

Chu Xun knew, however, that he was not joking, "I said that if I could heal, then I would be able to do it, but for the time being there is no medicine."

"What medicine? I'll send someone to look for it." Chief No. 1 said, Chu Xun said, his teacher hasn't been long.

"Lightning strikes," Chu seeks.

"Uh ... what's that?" Chief No. 1 was aggressive, he had never heard of Thunder Strike.

"Lightning strike wood, a tree that survives after being struck by lightning. This kind of tree has a touch of vitality and is very difficult to find."

"Where can I find it?"

"I don't know." Chu Xun answered very simply.

The head of Chief No. 1 twitched. He felt that talking to Chu Xun was prone to stomachache, and then he said, "I'll send someone to look for it."

Chu Xun shook his head and said: "Lightning strikes can be encountered but not sought. Ordinary people may not know them when they see them. I am afraid that only those sects in the martial arts world have them.

"Do you probably know where it is?" Chief No. 1 asked hopefully.

"I don't know, but I should be able to find it, just go to Jindaomen first!" Chu Xun said lightly.

The head of the No. 1 bounced, and his face was a bit unnatural.

Jin Daomen, the woman who besieged Chu Qian in Qianlong Mountain some time ago, everyone thought that this had passed, after all those people were killed by Chu Xun.

It now seems that the world still does not know enough about Chu Xun, at least he is very revengeful.

Jin Dao Men is about to finish ... The No. 1 Chief thinks so.

"If there is no lightning strike on the Golden Sword Gate, are you planning to go to the Promise Gate or the Valley of the Poison King?"

Chu Xun looked at him, his mouth slightly raised, and chuckled, "It seems that we already have a certain understanding."

The Chief Executive No. 1 couldn't help rolling his eyes, which didn't need tacit understanding at all, but understanding. Chu Renren, the name of the Demon King of Chu is not white. However, he has no opinion. He is the emperor of the secular world, and the martial arts world has never regarded the people of the secular world, even if he is the head of a country.

The martial arts world is not seen by government agencies at any time.

Hey ... The martial arts world is about to start another **** storm, and the head of the No. 1 can't help but rejoice in his heart.

Chu Xun looked at him strangely. He felt keen and terrible. He could clearly feel the change of the number one leader. The feeling of this guy was not a good bird, but since the ancient emperor has a few soft-hearted?

Chief No. 1 was about to open his mouth. The blue dragon who was watching the painting suddenly slumped a few steps backwards. The clothes on the front and back were soaked, and his forehead was covered with bean-sweat beads. His hair was wet, as if it had just been removed from the water Generally, he gasped heavily, his face horrified.

"What's wrong with you?" Head No. 1 was surprised, how did this picture become this virtue?

Chu Xun looked at him playfully, and said, "See?"

"It seems that Mr. has known for a long time." Qinglong's face had not faded.

Chu Xun nodded slightly, and said, "This is Tiger Sha."

"What are you talking about?" Chief One was curious.

"You want to know?" Chu Xunyi looked at him.

Head No. 1 looked at Chu Xun's expression, and could not help but feel a hair, and hurriedly turned his head to reject it, which is certainly not a good thing.

"Head, how long has this painting been hanging here?" Qinglong asked, he is also a guru, and he also has a certain right to speak in the face of head 1.

"It's been half a year, is there anything wrong with this painting?" The chief of the No. 1 stared at the painting for a long time, and could not see anything.

Qinglong was also suspicious, looking at Chu Xun and asking in congratulations, "Sir, why can't the chief see?"

"Because he is just an ordinary person, he can't see it." Chu Xun said indifferently.

"What can't I see?" Chief No. 1 was dissatisfied. What did these two gods say?

"Head, there is a big problem with this painting." Qinglong said.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?" Chief One wondered.

"I don't know." Qinglong scratched his head, embarrassed.

"..." Head 1 was speechless for a while. He turned to Chu Xun and asked, "What's wrong with this painting?"

"It's all right, but there are a few drawings that are wrong." Chu Xun said.

Chief No. 1 slanted him, muttering angrily: "Why am I still a big deal? If you get nervous, isn't it just that you are drawing wrong?"

Chu Xun looked at him with a sly smile, and said quietly: "That's right, it's not a big deal, or you can only live for half a year ..."

"Just ... what are you talking about?" Head No. 1 slammed his eyes and jumped up.

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