Qu San did not tell Qin Feixuan about Mr. Qin's condition.

In his opinion, even if Qin Feixuan becomes a disciple, he will have to wait until Mr. Qin’s funeral is over.

"Why?" Qin Feixuan looked at Qu San with a puzzled look.

Qu Sanxiao said, "Mr. Mu just experienced a fierce battle, and now he is probably in seclusion. It is not etiquette to disturb him so rudely."

"Oh, that's right, it's because I'm too impatient." Qin Feixuan's expression was a little disappointed.

Qu San said again: "I think we'd better wait for this month and take advantage of this period of time to prepare a generous gift for Mr. Mu so that we can't lose our politeness."

"It's still the most thoughtful thing about you, Uncle San." Qin Feixuan immediately smiled happily.

He looked at his watch and smiled and said, "Uncle San, my elder brother asked me to go to the Shark Fin Palace tonight. I might be back later."

Qu San nodded and said, "Well, go ahead, don't play too late."

"Okay." Qin Feixuan returned to the room and changed into a set of clothes, ran out quickly.

Shortly after he left, Qu San raised his hand, and soon, four acquired warriors immediately followed him quietly.

Even in Bailong City, Qu San dared not take it lightly. Protecting Qin Feixuan was his task.

As soon as Qin Feixuan left the mansion, he saw Qin Feilong blocking the door in a Ferrari convertible sports car.

"Brother." Qin Fei's Xuan shouted in a clear voice.

Qin Feilong laughed and said, "Go, get in the car, I'll take you to see the world."

"What kind of world do you see?" Qin Feixuan was slightly stunned.

Qin Feilong laughed and said, "You will understand when you arrive."

Looking at Qin Feilong's lewd smile, Qin Feixuan frowned and said, "It's not that kind of occasion, right?"

"Absolutely not. If I took you to that kind of occasion, I wouldn't be beaten to death by my dad when I went back." Qin Feilong laughed and said, "It's just a simple singing and dancing performance, but I promise, you've never seen it before."

"I'm not interested in this." Qin Feixuan curled his lips and was about to get off the car.

Qin Feilong said mysteriously: "What if I said it was Jianwu?"

"Sword Dance?" Qin Feixuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

Although Qin Feixuan was weak and sick, he was very interested in swords, guns, swords and halberds.

Sword Dance is rare now.

In ancient times, sword dance was almost the most passionate sport for martial artists and literati.

Chu and Han Dynasty

During this period, Xiang Zhuang danced a sword, aiming at Pei Gong's allusion.

Qin Feixuan has always been fascinated by Jianwu. When Qin Feixuan heard that there was Jianwu to watch, he became happy.

"Set out!" Seeing Qin Feixuan tied his seat belt, Qin Feilong stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

Qin Feilong's car was very fast, and he rushed to 280 yards. His license plate was almost a pass to Bailong City. As long as he saw his car appear, no car dared to approach it easily.

Even the traffic lights passing along the way will be specifically changed for Qin Feilong.

Soon, they had already arrived at the Shark Fin Palace Hotel.

Although the name of the Shark Fin Palace Hotel is very rustic, it is very famous in Bailong City.

This big hotel is also the only hotel in Bailong City that owns the Japanese Anthem.

You know, Mr. Qin hated Japan to the extreme. Because of his influence, he could not even find a Japanese restaurant in Bailong City.

"Let's go." Qin Feilong patted Qin Feixuan and got off the car first.

Qin Feixuan was also full of expectations. He had only seen the sword dance technique in books, and this was the first time in reality.

Not long after Qin Feixuan walked into the hotel, Gan Zhenping's figure appeared at the door of the hotel. Behind him, two innate warriors were followed.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Gan Zhenping's mouth and said, "Qin Feixuan must be someone who is secretly protecting him. You two, kill the bodyguards hidden in the dark as soon as possible. You must not let the news be revealed to Qin Yi."

"Yes!" The two innate warriors nodded and immediately left.

At this time, Qin Feilong had already taken Qin Feixuan to the private room on the third floor.

This private room is very stylish and has a completely Han Dynasty style.

There is a roller blind in the middle of the private room. The corresponding roller blind is a gurgling stream.

Through the roller shutter, there is a vestibule made of brocade. In the vestibule, two women in ancient costumes are dancing sword dances.

Their movements are light and elegant. Although they are dancing, they have an extremely sharp sword intent.

They sometimes fight and sometimes separate, with their appearance in brocade clothes and jade, as if they were swimming in dragons, and they were swung freely with a sword weapon.

"Okay!" Qin Feixuan was fascinated by the sight, and even forgot to sit down. Seeing the wonderful things, he stroked his hands and praised them, and was inexplicably excited.

Qin Feilong glanced at Qin Feixuan and snorted coldly in his heart.

In order to attract Qin Feixuan to come here, Qin Feilong naturally had to meet his preferences. These two sword lovers,

But they are all female killers carefully trained by the Japanese Martial Arts Federation.

"Here comes like thunder and frightens, and stops like the clear light of the river and sea. The red lips and pearl sleeves are lonely, and there are disciples who spread the fragrance in the evening." Qin Feixuan murmured while watching.

Just as Qin Feixuan was fascinated by the sight, the two sword girls suddenly jumped and rushed directly over the roller shutter. They instantly stopped Qin Feixuan from left to right.

"What are you doing?" Qin Feixuan had already noticed something was wrong. He waved his arms desperately, trying to break free from the constraints of the two sword girls.

At the same time, in the corridor on the third floor of the Shark Fin Palace, four acquired warriors had already fallen into a pool of blood.

Next to it, three innate warriors were fighting together.

This is a battle of 1 against 2. In just a few minutes, the innate warrior who fought 1 against 2 was killed.

This innate warrior is the innate guest of the Bailong Qin family. In recent years, he has been secretly protecting Qin Feixuan by following Qin Yi's orders.

"Who are you?" The innate guest avoided the stabbing sword and roared angrily.

The two innate warriors did not respond at all, and rushed forward with their swords.

These two innate warriors are all innate fourth-level warriors, and this innate guest is only at the peak of the innate fourth-level. He is also in danger when he fights two.

"I can only go to the Third Master first!" Xiantian Guqing gritted his teeth, broke the window and landed directly on the parking lot on the first floor.

As soon as he landed, before he could escape, he felt a gust of wind coming from behind.

"Bang!" In an instant, he was hit hard in his chest.

This palm instantly disrupted the qi in the innate guest's body.

"It's you! You are the vice president of the Chinese Martial Arts Association!" The innate guest finally saw clearly the appearance of the person who took action.

Gan Zhenping grinned and said, "It's useless to recognize me. If you want to blame me, you'll blame me for being with the wrong person."

Gan Zhenping caught up in a few steps, and a double hammer penetrated his ear and hit the innate guest's head.

"Why." Innate Keqing's pupils gradually dissipated, and his body slowly slid to the ground. Until he died, he did not understand why the people from the Chinese Martial Arts Association would attack their Qin family.

"Have everyone else solved it?" Gan Zhenping turned around and looked at the two innate warriors who were chasing out.

"Solved." A congenital warrior replied.

"Haha, it's not bad, the show has officially begun." Gan Zhenping nodded with great satisfaction.
Chapter completed!