The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

"Crack!" Ryles smashed the cup in his hand in anger, his handsome and coquettish face became distorted due to anger, and the other people in the room saw him so angry, they sat silently.Their appearance fell into the eyes of Ryles, which irritated him even more, and he cursed without grace.

"What's the use of us, didn't you say you won them both?" A gray-bearded priest said unhappily, "Anger doesn't make you stronger, Mr. Ryles, you lost your composure. "

The dozen or so of them are teammates, not superiors and subordinates. Even if Ryles is backed by the country, it doesn't mean they have to be scolded by Ryles.Among the people present, none of them were respected big shots, how could they bear Ryles' attitude.

"At this time, you all dislike my gaffe," Ryles sneered, "You are all respected gentlemen and ladies in China, how could you be so embarrassed by two young people today? Chinese culture has been passed down for thousands of years, We are very lucky. Before we can find out their dragon veins, they have already discovered our actions. Those wastes arranged in Huaxia have not done anything except kill a few useless young warlocks. It's under control. Even the celestial master we hired with great effort is now in a coma due to backlash, with our current appearance, what can we use to deal with China's mystical world?"

"No, Riles, such a method is not honorable," the priest shook his head and said, "Using conspiracy to attack warlocks from other countries, in my opinion, this method is not gentlemanly at all."

"Gentleman?" Ryles sneered, and threw his eyes at the priest like a knife. "It's ridiculous that you still pay attention to gentlemanly demeanor at this time."

Huaxia is going to step on top of them, and they have to be gentlemen.Counting hundreds of years, no one is a gentleman, but now I remember the so-called gentleman's demeanor.

Everyone in the room quieted down. Some of them agreed with Ryles, and some felt that this approach was not good, but the matter has reached this point, and there is no point in arguing any longer.In today's discussion meeting, the people in Huaxia obviously targeted them very much, which made them lose face.

The tone in their hearts has not dissipated until now.

I don’t know why Chinese people are so good at citing scriptures, not only taking examples of deeds in Chinese history, but also knowing the history of their country clearly. Don’t they usually memorize the history of various countries when they are free?

At this point, Huaxia people are always so amazing.

"One day will be the martial arts meeting." Ryles glanced at the teammates in the room, "We have only one target to deal with."

"That Chinese warlock named Qi Yan is said to be a very promising young warlock in China. Even if we can't kill him, we have to destroy his ability."

"But..." Before the priest could finish speaking, Ryles interrupted him.

"No, but," Ryles said with a stern face, "For our king, for our people. Everyone, we must do this."

"Okay, okay." After a long silence in the room, someone finally spoke up, "What if we can't beat him?"

"You are all very powerful warlocks, how can you not do anything about a young man?" Ryles was almost not laughed at by these people, "If this is the case, you will have no face to go back to meet His Majesty the King."

In Ryles' view, the warlock named Qi Yan is indeed capable, but it's just the kind of young warlocks who are relatively good. way things.At that time, the big deal is that they will pay a sum of damages, which can destroy one of the hopes of the next generation of Chinese warlocks. Even if they spend a sum of money, it is not a loss.

For the next day, instead of wandering around, representatives from various countries stayed in the room to discuss various strategies.As the youngest sorcerer in the Huaxia delegation, Qi Yan should be the key protection target, but because of his extraordinary master, even his master was once a big shot in the country, and he himself is also extraordinary, so he has become the representative of Huaxia. One of the mainstays of the regiment.

"Luo Shanguo will definitely take the opportunity to target us this time. Master Qi may be their main target." Master Zhao glanced at Qi Yan. Dislike it, it’s better to bring it with you at the Fadou meeting tomorrow.”

Other masters also expressed their willingness to lend their defensive magic weapon to Qi Yan for use.

"I appreciate the kindness of the masters, but all the seniors here are respected masters. Luo Shanguo is ambitious, so how could he not stare at you?" Qi Yan smiled gratefully at these masters, "This time, the younger generation also brought defenses. It’s just that I’m inexperienced after all, masters, please remind me more tomorrow.”

The masters were not annoyed by Qi Yan's refusal, but felt that Qi Yan's thoughts were very considerate. After discussing with each other, they felt that Qi Yan's plan was right. If old fellows like them couldn't protect themselves, what would happen? Protect these juniors?

"Then let's do it like this...to do it again." Everyone got together and finally made a plan.

Qi Yan returned to the room and saw Cen Bohe was reading the documents again, he walked up to him, kissed him on the cheek, and said guiltily: "I wanted to have a good time with you on this island. Knowing so many things, is it boring to leave you alone in the room?"

"Don't think too much," Cen Bohe turned his head and stretched out his hand to pat Qi Yan's head, and said with a smile, "The air here is very good, and I feel much more energetic when I handle documents. Besides, business matters are the most important thing, after the exchange meeting is over , let’s play slowly for another two days.”

"Okay," Qi Yan stretched his arms around his neck, and rubbed his head against his neck, "We'll catch crabs then, and find some seafood, and let the chef help us process it and eat slowly."

"Okay," Cen Baihe gently kissed the top of his hair, "I am very happy to come out with you and let all the masters of the mysterious arts know that I am your boyfriend."

"Really?" Qi Yan pinched Cen Bohe's ears with a smile. He didn't know when he developed the habit. When he was bored, he liked to pinch Cen Bohe's ears, because his ears were warm and soft, and they would turn red after a little pinch. The red one is a cute contrast with him.

"Really," Cen Bohe held his troubled hand, "After I go back, I will take you to appear in public, okay?"

He wished he could tell the whole world that Qi Yan was already with him.

"Aren't you afraid that after our relationship is made public, it will affect the company's business?" Qi Yan giggled, "However, considering that the countless people in the imperial capital are afraid and want to curry favor with Cen Wuye, who has become a minister under jeans, I am quite successful. feeling."

"Don't be afraid," Cen Baihe thought for a while, "If the business is not good, let the elder brothers and sisters support us, not to mention that you are so good at feng shui fortune-telling, you will definitely not starve us."

"So when those princes and buddies in the imperial capital mention you in the future, they will become the Fifth Lord Cen who eats soft food." Thinking of such a scene, Qi Yan inexplicably felt that this seemed pretty good.

"It's only natural for me to eat my man's soft food?" Cen Bohe looked down at Qi Yan, "Are you right, huh?"

This "hmm" was so sexy and charming, Qi Yan's nose was a little itchy, he covered the laptop in front of Cen Bohe, and rushed on it wolfishly.

In front of such a blue and beautiful woman, if he can still hold on, then he is not a man.

A friendly and harmonious sport with the one you like is a blissful enjoyment in the world. If there is more enjoyment than this, it is to come to two games.

The whole afternoon was spent by both of them in bed.If it wasn't for the calls coming in persistently, Qi Yan wouldn't want to move while lying in bed.Seeing his laziness, Cen Bohe brought the phone over for him, "It's your friend's number."

Qi Yan took the phone and looked at it, the caller showed the third child.

"Third," he answered the phone with a hoarse voice.

"Oh, Qianqian, your voice sounds...couldn't you be in some beauty's bed?"

Qi Yan glanced at Cen Baihe, smiled and said, "Yes, on a bed of Bai Fumei."

"Really? Qianqian, your life is really comfortable, and I don't know what kind of beauty can drag you to bed," Wang Hang suddenly became excited, "Don't tell us if you have a girlfriend, That's not kind, let's find time to have a meal together."

"Okay," Qi Yan touched Cen Bohe's collarbone with a smile, "I will make an appointment to have a meal together in a while, and I'll treat you."

"Of course it's your treat. Remember to bring the beauty with you when the time comes." Wang Hang said directly, "If the beauty doesn't come, then don't come either." What he wanted to see was Qian Qian's girlfriend, not Qian Qian.

Qi Yan looked at Cen Bohe, Cen Bohe nodded with a smile, and took the opportunity to steal a kiss on his face.

Pushing this dishonest face aside, Qi Yan said into the phone, "Okay, I'll bring him to see you when I come back."

"Are you not in the imperial capital now?" Wang Hang remembered Qi Yan's ability, and did not ask where Qi Yan is now, "I still have something to trouble you."

"What's the matter?" Qi Yan leaned on Cen Bohe, and said in a good mood, "Fortune-telling, geomantic omen, or dragon acupuncture?"

"Ahem, I really want to ask you to help me check the feng shui of the yin house," Wang Hang said directly without being polite to Qi Yan, "The elder of my mother's relative's family passed away, and the elder wants the younger generation to send her back to her hometown before she dies. Burial. Now the person has been cremated, and the urn is still placed in the mourning hall. Over there, I want to ask a Feng Shui master with real skills to help me. Everything about the cost is negotiable. Whoever does it is better than you to make people feel at ease. So I want to ask if you have time to help out recently."

Qi Yan knew that Wang Hang had good intentions, and felt that it would be better to earn money for his brother than to earn money for others. He thought for a while and said, "I may not have time in the past few days. If your relatives have no objections, I can do it in ten days. Go with them."

"Okay, that's no problem," Wang Hang said with a smile, "This family has nothing but money, and when the time comes, kill it when you should. Don't be polite to me, and don't talk about friendship prices. You never The more money he makes, the happier I am."

"Is this your relative or your enemy?" Qi Yan felt that Wang Hang's tone didn't sound like he was sharing worries for relatives.

"It's not really an enemy, anyway, it's just old things about old millets and rotten sesame seeds, so it's meaningless to talk about it now," Wang Hang said, remembering that there was a beauty beside Qi Yan, "Okay, I won't bother you getting along with the beauty either. Now, if she is upset by ignoring the beauty, I will be guilty, see you in the capital, bye."

Hearing the busy tone coming from the phone, Qi Yan put the phone aside and hooked his finger at Cen Bohe: "Beauty, why don't you come and serve me?"

Cen Bohe leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Then how do you want me to serve you?"

"Blowing, playing, playing and singing, whatever will happen," Qi Yan's ears were itchy from the hot breath from Cen Bohe's mouth, and he couldn't help touching his ears, "Stay away from me."

Cen Bohe flicked his index finger on his waist, with a smile on his face: "Is that how you flick it? Huh?"

Qi Yan couldn't help but cover his ears, this sexy voice was really terrific.

He finally understands why there are kings in ancient times who never go to court early. This kind of temptation is simply uncontrollable!If he became an emperor and met a concubine like Bai He, he might have perished long ago.

Bai He's favorite concubine smiled, since then, the king of money and money will not go to court early.

The two were fully dressed, and when they went downstairs to eat dinner, it was already dark.The two of them picked out their favorite meals side by side, found an empty table and sat down, just after eating two chopsticks, there was an extra person on the next table.Qi Yan turned his head to look over, and the other party just happened to look over, their eyes met, and then they both turned their heads away.

Lu Gang was in a bad mood, he couldn't figure it out, he had deliberately avoided the peak dinner time, why did he still meet Qi Yan?

There were few people in the restaurant and it was very quiet, Lu Gang could even hear the sound of Qi Yan's chopsticks touching the dishes.

"I don't want celery."

"give me."

Lu Gang: Isn’t it celery? Is there anything that can’t be eaten?

"When we first met, you were so picky about eating. Now I have finally cured this problem."

Lu Gang: That’s right, Fifth Lord Cen, whom countless people in the imperial capital fear, was lured by you to become gay, not to mention that he didn’t even dislike the food in other people’s bowls, and he didn’t know that Cen Qiusheng knew that his precious son picked up what others didn’t want. Will eating vegetables make you look five or six years older?

After a meal, Lu Gang didn't remember what he ate at all, but his heart was full of complaints about Qi Yan.

Sure enough, no matter how he looked at it, he still couldn't develop a good impression of Qi Yan.

When entering the elevator, the three met again at the elevator entrance. Qi Yan and Cen Bohe stood in the left corner, and Lu Gang stood in the right corner.The moment the elevator door closed, Lu Gang said strangely, "Don't believe everyone if you are stupid. Luo Shanguo once tried to bribe me and let me plot against you behind my back. I didn't agree. But it doesn't mean that others are not tempted. You need to know You know your face but you don’t know your heart. You are a young boy, don’t be a hero if you don’t know anything. When you die, not many people will praise you as a good person who saves the suffering. You have a long brain for doing things. There's only one face to see."

Qi Yan raised his eyebrows: "If you're worried about me, just tell me, don't be so awkward, I won't laugh at you."

"Who's worried about you?" Lu Gang sneered, "I just don't want you to be defeated by other people and lose face to my Huaxia people."

"Ding." The elevator reached the fifth floor, the elevator door opened, and Lu Gang stepped out before Qi Yan.

"My master's things are still with you. If you die, I will find someone to go to."

Qi Yan and Cen Bohe walked out of the elevator, watched Lu Gang leave in a hurry with his head held high, and couldn't help but said to Cen Bohe: "A young boy in his teens is called Meng when he is arrogant, and a man in his forties is arrogant, what is his name? ?”

Cen Bohe laughed: "Since you know his character, why bother with him?"

"I'm not used to his bad temper," Qi Yan snorted, but his tone softened, "I really don't know how he will mess around in the world of mystical arts with such a bad temper."

In the past, when Master Qian was around, no matter how bad his temper was, others would have to see how much he could tolerate in Master Qian's face. Now that Master Qian is gone, he has a bad temper and average ability. Who will give him face?

"Why do you have to worry about him?" Cen Baihe took his hand and went back to the room, "Which mountain to sing the song of which mountain, if he doesn't understand this truth, someone will teach him in the future."

Qi Yan shook his head, sighed and said, "I've already collected Master Qian's protection fee, so we can't let them be bullied by others, right?"

Cen Baihe wanted to say that you might be the one who bullies him the most.

"His mentality is not good, and he still needs to hone it." Qi Yan put his hands behind his back, and said in a tone of emotion, "It seems that Master Qian's little apprentice is the most worry-free."

Cen Bohe lowered his head, and said in a calm tone: "It seems that you have a deep impression on her."

"Don't think too much."

"I didn't think about anything."

Qi Yan: ...

On the day of the martial arts competition, the weather was exceptionally good, and there were white clouds floating in the blue sky, like soft and delicious cotton candy, which made people feel better after just a few more glances.

Qi Yan put on the gossip robe that his master had left him, as well as some handy small magic weapons. Before entering the arena, he put a protective mirror the size of a baby's fist on Cen Bohe.

"Qianqian," Cen Bohe called to stop Qi Yan, and stretched out his hand to adjust the robe for him, "Be careful in everything."

Qi Yan saw that after Cen Bohe uttered these words, a large cloud of purple air entered his body as if obeying his master's wishes.

"I'm right here," Cen Bohe stretched out his arms to hug him, and whispered in his ear, "Go."

"Hmm..." Qi Yan nodded, kissed the corner of Cen Bohe's lips, then turned and walked towards the fighting stage.

Lu Gang, who arrived late, saw the robe on Qi Yan's body, and his expression changed drastically.

Qi Yan even has such a precious magic robe, so why would he care so little about his master's magic weapons?

This is a magic robe that has been recorded in the books of the mysterious art world, and it only exists in legends...

The author has something to say: Lu Gang: Excuse me, I just found out that the person I hate may be a local tyrant in the mystical art world, should I let go of my prejudices and hug my thighs?