When Liu Cheng heard what Qian Ru said, he nodded and said, "yes, I've got the colorful dragon pen for some time, but I'm short of pen head, so it's hard to give full play to its power. Please help me pay attention!"

Lady Qianru's face was a little strange, "Sir, do you know the origin of this thing?"

Liu Cheng was stunned. He was about to ask a question when he suddenly remembered the story told by Tang Siwen's second grandfather. The old man said before that the colorful dragon pen seemed to be the weapon of an elder in those years. Later, the elder fell down, and the colorful dragon pen was divided into two parts.

"I know something vaguely. Please tell me directly!" Liu Cheng said.

Mrs. Qianru said: "since you know the origin of this weapon, you should know the identity of its former owner. If the outside world, especially the enemies of its former owner, knows that this pen is in your hands, I'm afraid..."

Liu Cheng looks a Lin, "that elder has fallen for such a long time, what else?"

Mrs. Qianru said: "don't be angry, sir. There were too many people who were offended by that elder generation. I don't know how many people died under his weapons. Moreover, their relatives and brothers have become the leaders of various schools in the metaphysical world. Even if they don't sit in front of Mr. Yu, I'm afraid that as long as they have this pen, Mr. Qian will be attacked by many ambitious people "My concern!"

Liu Cheng didn't care. "It's nothing. I wrote down my wife's words and asked her to pay attention to my writing."

Seeing that he didn't listen, Mrs. Qianru sighed and said, "in fact, I know where the pen is!"

Liu Cheng's eyes brightened, "where is it?"

"In Nanjing City, you know that man too!" Qianru said.

Liu Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Nanjing city? I know? Although I haven't been to Nanjing for a long time, I know quite a few people! "

"It's Chen Kun!" Qianru said.

Liu Cheng's eyes are wide open. It's him!

"OK, thank you for telling me!" When Liu Cheng got the news he wanted, he said goodbye to Mrs. Qianru. As for the gifts, he naturally accepted them directly.

Qian Ru's wife looked at Liu Cheng's back, sighed, and then quickly walked back to the back of the clean room.

"Miss, I have given all those things to Mr. Liu!" Lady Qianru is still respectful.

The girl in green Tulle on the soft couch giggled, then restrained her smile and asked, "does he doubt anything?"

Lady Qianru shook her head, "no, he just doesn't understand why Jubao Pavilion is so good to him!"

"That's good," said the girl, clapping her hands and breathing. "It's nothing. I'm going to meet him soon. Remember, the whole Jubao Pavilion must help him unconditionally!"

"I'll do as you're told Lady Qianru said quickly.

"Go down!"

Lady Qianru turned around and left quickly. When she went out, her whole back was soaked.

By this time, Liu Cheng and Gao Jing had driven straight to Xu Lang's hotel.

It's already past seven in the evening.

After arriving at the hotel, two security guards directly blocked them.

"This place has been packed by other guests tonight. No one can enter easily!"

Liu Cheng raised his eyebrows, and Gao Jing beside him was also full of indignation.

"Originally I didn't want to come, but since I came, how could I leave easily!" Liu Cheng grabs Gao Jing with one hand and strides out with one step.

Two security guards see this, blocking the door at the same time.

"Bang!" With a bang, they were directly hit and flew. Liu Cheng, as if nothing had happened, took Gao Jing's hand and walked to the elevator.

The two security guards were shocked by the collision.

Liu Cheng did not notice that the scene just now had been clearly photographed by the camera at the door.

At this time, on the third floor, in Jinhong hall, a table of people was looking at the scene on the monitor.

In the middle, a man asked a woman in a red tights on the table, "Miss Ares, I don't know if I can see his cultivation level?"

This woman is the goddess of war of Huaming group, but the man who has been following him has disappeared.

There were several people sitting next to them, behind them were a row of strong men in black suits.

The goddess of war was staring at the monitor for a long time before she said, "in an instant, the breath broke out and knocked the two second-class into the air, and in an instant, it converged all the breath. This method of hand control alone is no less than any fourth class state!"

A light flashed in the man's eyes: "how do you compare with Miss ares?"

The female god of war sneered. A middle-aged man on the table said angrily, "Xu Lang, pay attention to your attitude!"

This man is Xu lang. this time, he not only invited Liu Cheng to come here, but also invited the principal of Huaming Group Nanjing Branch, xueluo nvzhanshen.

The goddess of war waved: "nothing, don't be angry!"

The angry middle-aged man is also a senior member of Huaming group's Nanjing Branch. His name is Zhao Bing. Although he is not a metaphysician, he is still at the top.Huaming group and the metaphysical society are both born in the secular world, but also above the secular world.

However, the difference is that the society only recruits people from the circle of metaphysics, and it is also an official organization.

On the contrary, Huaming group is a pure non-governmental organization, in which there are not only metaphysicians, but also elites among ordinary people.

In a Nanjing branch alone, there are two groups: the business elites led by Lin Yong and Zhao Bing, and the metaphysical elites led by the female god of war.

Naturally, these two factions are fighting openly and secretly in the mainland, but on the outside, they are at the same gunpoint. This is also the purpose of Huaming group.

No infighting!

Just then, the sound of footsteps sounded.

Xu Lang, Zhao Bing and others looked at the door at the same time, while the female god of war looked slightly sideways.

Liu Cheng took Gao Jing's little hand and walked in slowly step by step. They still talked and laughed, as if they regarded it as an ordinary hotel.

Seeing him like this, Xu Lang and Zhao Bing could not help but put on a trace of unswerving color.

"Oh, so many people?" Liu Cheng was surprised to see so many people on the table.

Although Gao Jing didn't know these people, her heart was still shaking. Fortunately, the man around her had been holding her hand tightly.

At this time, Xu Lang took the lead in standing up and holding out his hand: "Hello, I'm Xu Lang, and I'm from Linjiang, too!"

Liu Cheng walked over, but did not shake hands with him, just nodded, "Linjiang people? Are you Xu Lang of the Xu family in Linjiang? "

"Ha ha," Xu Lang awkwardly took back his hand and said with a smile, "the Xu family no longer exists. Now I am Xu Lang of Nanjing Wenyuan media!"

When Liu Cheng recognized the meaning of the words, he immediately laughed and did not speak.

At this time, Zhao Bingyi patted the table, "young man, it's not polite to come to the host's banquet and not shake hands with the host's family."

Liu Cheng just stares at xueluo female god of war, "eh, why don't you have anyone to talk to? Aren't you here for dinner today? Let's eat together

After that, he took Gao Jing and sat down directly, picked up her chopsticks and began to eat. He said, "ah, I haven't eaten all day in jubaoge today. I'm really starving. Let's talk about what we have to eat!"

The female god of war covered her mouth and snickered. Xu Lang's face was smiling. Zhao Bingqi patted the table, stood up and said angrily, "boy, you're going too far!"