The CEO’s flower-protecting dragon

Liu Yunshu was stunned when he heard this, his eyes shone and he said: "So powerful? Then wouldn't I become a little dragon girl?"

Qin Fan laughed loudly, scratched her straight nose, and couldn't help laughing: "You are Xiao Longnu, then I am Yin Zhiping."

"You shouldn't be Yang Guo!" Liu Yunshu said, tilting his head.

Qin Fan grabbed a handful of her breasts and said with a smile: "Yin Zhiping is a dragon knight after riding once. I have ridden so many times, so my reputation is louder than him, right?"

"Go!" Liu Yunshu swatted away his mischievous hand and said, "Tell me more about the first level of the Yellow Realm. I want to hear it."

"Why, are you interested in practicing martial arts?"

Qin Fan pulled Liu Yunshu and let her lie in his arms, keeping their bodies as close to each other as possible.

"No..." Liu Yunshu did not struggle, resting her head on the man's chest, listening to the strong heartbeat, and said quietly: "I want to know more about you."

Qin Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "What do I need to know?"

"You have a lot of scars on your back. You had a hard life in the past, right?" Liu Yunshu's eyes were red. The heart-to-heart fusion at this moment made her know that men are not as relaxed as they appear.

"It's okay not to mention the past." Qin Fan said evasively.

He spent most of his time on Tianxin Island, which was extremely boring and had nothing to say. Every time he left the island, a lot of bloody things would happen, and it was not suitable to talk about it outside.

Liu Yunshu didn't ask any more questions. She pressed tightly against the man, and she could hear needles falling all around. The only sound in her ears was the man's heartbeat.

"Xiaofan, will you love me forever and never leave me?"

"Yes." Qin Fan rubbed her black hair, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes, "You will always be my baby."

"Yes." Liu Yunshu responded, raised his little hand, groped his way into the man's clothes, and stroked the uneven scars.

Qin Fan's back is very broad, and the scars are crisscrossed and densely packed. These scars are like a map, depicting the man's past and glory.

At noon, Liu Yunshu insisted on going to the company. The reason she gave was that she could not indulge in lust. The road ahead was still long and she did not care about the day.

Even though she was still reluctant to leave, Liu Yunshu put on a small suit and drove away in a car.

Qin Fan went to the toilet to wash his face. Before the water was wiped dry, he couldn't wait to go to the door of the villa, spread out his hands and feet, and played with the agile and elegant Tai Chi skills.

"The fist wind is extremely fierce, and after a thousand twists and turns, it turns into a soft wind around the fingers. What a great Tai Chi!"

Qin Fan was about to enter the realm of unity of mind and heart when a soft drink suddenly came from his ears.

He suddenly regained consciousness, took a deep breath to suppress the hot blood, and turned around to look at the speaker.

He is an old man who looks to be in his 50s. He is wearing a dark blue Tang suit. He has a straight figure and although his skin is a little loose, it still looks very shiny.

"Young man, you are really a great talent for being able to practice Tai Chi to the highest level at such a young age!" The old man smiled softly at him, with a few wrinkles twisting and interlacing like blooming autumn chrysanthemums.

Qin Fan's tone was very unkind, and he snorted coldly: "If you interrupt others' boxing practice, if I have a bad temper, you will be a dead old man."

"... "

The old man's expression was frozen. In fact, he also knew that he had made a big mistake. When people practice boxing, they mobilize the energy and blood of the whole body. If it is suddenly interrupted, it is easy for the energy and blood to flow back and cause internal injuries.

It was just that when he saw Qin Fan doing Tai Chi so well, he couldn't help but boast, and it was too late to regret it.

But even if you are wrong, you can't be so overbearing and rude, do you understand that you respect the elderly and love the young?

The old man had a sullen face and released an aura from his body, overwhelming Qin Fan. He wanted to teach this kid a lesson.

The momentum was like a violent wind and rain, surging, and a few yellow leaves on the ground were instantly chopped into pieces and fluttering in the air.

Qin Fan looked indifferent, turned his body slightly to the left, and used his body as a sword edge to cut through the momentum easily.

The old man's pupils shrank, but he only used [-]% of his momentum, so he only paused for a moment before raising his momentum to [-]%.

Qin Fan is as towering and motionless as Mount Tai, and all the fierce momentum will disappear when it touches him.

This!

The old man's eyes widened in surprise.

This kid can actually hold up [-]% of his momentum!

You must know that he is a genuine Earth Realm warrior. Even at the peak of the Xuan Realm, you will be overwhelmed when facing him, but Qin Fan is like a normal person.

Could it be that this kid has already broken through the realm?

impossible!

The old man immediately rejected the idea. No matter how talented and beautiful a person is, it is impossible for him to enter the realm in his early 20s. Otherwise, how could he be embarrassed after it took him more than 50 years to break through the realm?

But Qin Fan's performance surprised the old man. He couldn't help but release all his momentum. In an instant, the wind blew through the remaining leaves, flying sand and rocks, making it almost impossible to open one's eyes.

Just when the old man's momentum reached its peak, Qin Fan finally made a move.

I saw his right foot lightly stepping on the ground. Circles of spiral ripples rose from the soles of his feet and soon enveloped his whole body. The sand, stones and fallen leaves blown by the wind hit the ripples, then spun and flew up, scattering around him. .

Immediately, Qin Fan's body shook, and a more terrifying and sharp aura rolled over him, defeating the old man's condensed aura in an instant.

A strong air flow rushed through, and the old man felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. He took a few steps back before he could regain his footing. His clothes and hair were in a mess. How could he still retain his previous superior demeanor?

"Ahem...are you an Earth Realm warrior?" The old man coughed twice as he was choked by dust, his eyes filled with shock.

"None of your business." Qin Fan's tone was like a gun and a stick. The old man's repeated provocations had aroused his anger.

The old man was at a loss for words and almost wanted to get angry, but he couldn't find a reason. He was the provocation from the beginning to the end, and Qin Fan was forced to fight back, and he was at a disadvantage in terms of reason.

He exhaled a breath, calmed down and said, "Young man, I'm being rude. I hope you won't take offense. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhao Sanjia."

Qin Fan frowned, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly had an idea: "Are you Zhao Dezhu's grandfather?"

"... "

Zhao Sanjia was obviously stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."

After a pause, he asked again: "Besides this identity, do you know anything else?"

Qin Fan looked at him doubtfully. There was something in the old man's words, so he asked, "What? What other identity do you have?"

Zhao Sanjia dusted himself off, gave him a thumbs up, and said angrily: "You are really the most irresponsible person I have ever seen. I don't know why Mr. Song made you the chief."

Director?Could it be that he is from the Shenzong Bureau?

Qin Fan looked at Zhao Sanjia intently and felt that the name was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.