The Emperor's Life of a Wretched Man

"Brother Solo, let's go, I'll take you to a place..." Wu Qingcheng said and disappeared into the corridor.

Seeing Wu Qingcheng's speed, Solo's eyes narrowed slightly, and his figure also disappeared. The masters of the Excalibur Troop standing guard in the corridor looked at each other with horror on their faces:

"Damn it... this is too fucking perverted..."

On the rooftop of the Yanjing Grand Hotel, Wu Qingcheng, dressed in pure white casual clothes, stood on the edge of the roof, and her clothes were rattling by the evening wind.

A jet-black iron flute that was more than a foot long whimpered and blew, it turned out to be a song that had never been seen before, like the sound of heaven, it made people feel emotional...

At this time, Solo also just appeared on the other side of the rooftop, and the graceful figure of Wu Qingcheng in the distance seemed to be gone with the wind at any time.

Accompanied by this unknown piece of music, Solo's eyes became blurred, and he stood there blankly, not moving for half a step...

A piece of music seems to invite the breeze or invite the bright moon to be ethereal and deep, and the empty mountains and new rains are just like a fairyland picture scroll unfolding, like refreshing wind blowing into people's hearts, purifying people's hearts...

Solo was dumbfounded. When Wu Qingcheng turned around, Solo was still immersed in the artistic conception of the song and couldn't extricate himself. The scrolls in his eyes were still unfolding, stretching into the distance.

At that moment, Wu Qingcheng's eyes were full of emotion, and then tears flowed with the wind. He rushed towards Solo like this, threw himself into Solo's arms and cried bitterly.

"Brother Solo, Qingcheng has nothing to ask for in his life, but someone who understands me. I finally found it. Qingcheng's life will always be by your side..."

With a slight tremor all over his body, Solo woke up, and then he was covered in cold sweat. He was as young as him but like a kind elder, patting Wu Qingcheng's back gently to express his comfort.

"Qingcheng, if you want to take my life, even if ten of my lives are gone, I know your heart..." Solo looked up to the sky and laughed, and then jumped off the roof of the building suddenly.

"Brother Solo, I... come..." Wu Qingcheng said and jumped down with Solo.

In the dimly lit capital city, there are row upon row of high-rise buildings. It should have been a vast space, but now the unobstructed space is given to the next door by the tall buildings of modern civilization.

And the two figures are like elves in the dark, chasing forward as they walk higher and higher.

Dozens of high-rise buildings and traffic-filled streets are trampled under the feet of two happy elves. The speed of the two people is almost the same and they chase each other forward. each other's hearts.

Nearly an hour later, Solo and Wu Qingcheng returned to the roof of the Yanjing Hotel. Solo threw himself on the roof, gasping for breath, looking up at the sky full of stars.

And Wu Qingcheng also fell down beside Solo, pulled Solo's arm to pillow it, and accompanied Solo to look up at the galaxy...

"Brother Solo, is there anything on your mind that you can't let go of?" Wu Qingcheng asked.

"I have a friend who cares a lot, a woman who makes my heart flutter occasionally, but she actually deceived me and teamed up with other men to deceive me. Tell me what should I do?" Solo said The voice is very soft and ethereal...

"Brother Solo, I think you already have the answer, why bother to ask me..." Wu Qingcheng also said quietly.

"What about you? Do you really care about this list of subduing the dragon and the tiger?" Solo asked.

"I only care about you..." Wu Qingcheng just said silently in his heart, but Solo seemed to have heard Wu Qingcheng's words.

The next day, the Conquer the Dragon and Subdue the Tiger contest kicked off again. From this moment on, the Conquer the Dragon and Subdue the Tiger list officially begins.

Because in addition to the ten upstarts entering the challenge qualifying competition, the masters of the subduing dragon and tiger list will appear in the arena.

None of the top three players in the Dragon Subduing Rankings appeared, because no one could shake their position.

The No.4 Smile and No.5 Kuiying of the Jianglong Ranking appeared on the field and sat in their own independent positions. This is the privilege of a master.

Smile is a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, no matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with a smile.

And the Phantom surprised all the masters who participated in the two ranking competitions, it turned out to be a girl who looked only ten years old.

The person is also casual, without the appearance of a master, with a smile on his face, as if he has a naughty little sister, wrong, it should be a naughty big sister.

伏虎榜中的五名高手全部到齐，No.1的战斧、No.2的雷吼、No.3的孤狼、No.4的剑南、No.5的项连。

Among them, only Jiannan and Xiang Lian are young people under 30 years old, and the other masters on Fuhu list are all middle-aged people.

It is said that the gap between the masters of the Fuhu list and the masters of the Jianglong list is not even a star, but the five masters of the Fuhu list also have their own separate positions.

The ten martial arts upstarts who were qualified to challenge the two masters stood on the stage early, lined up from oldest to youngest. They stood there like merchandise pulled out for display, but they couldn't even be watched. They are pitifully few.

Ten upstarts of martial arts stood motionless on the stage. After the two masters sat down, the staff of the conference pretended to be busy around but didn't know what they were doing.

After nearly half an hour, group after group of people began to enter the arena, all of them were big shots.

The first group to enter the arena was Long Qiyao, the deputy minister of the Ministry of National Security, and a few old guys who were very imposing.

These old fellows seemed to walk without opening their eyes, they followed Long Qiyao into the arena blazingly brightly, and sat in the audience positions that had already been arranged.

Then walked in was Zheng Weiguo, director of the Yanjing City Public Security Department, and a group of accompanying personnel. After this group of people arrived, Zheng Weiguo looked around with his eyes, and then saw Long Qiyao from the Ministry of State Security.

Zheng Weiguo immediately took people over to meet Long Qiyao, and returned to their seats after being polite in the leadership style.

The next person who came in was Fang Xing, Deputy Secretary of the Yanjing Municipal Party Committee and Mayor. After this group of people came in, they went directly to their seats and sat down. Both Long Qiyao and Zheng Weiguo got up and nodded, then sat back.

The fourth group came in was Gong Hanlin, Secretary of the Yanjing Municipal Party Committee, and his entourage. All of these entourages were full of momentum, and they seemed to be not weak masters.

This time, Long Qiyao and Zheng Weiguo stood up and went to chat and shake hands with the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee cordially. They didn't turn back until they sent Secretary Gong to their seats.

But Fang Xing, the mayor of Yanjing, sat there without raising his eyelids, and his entourage also sat there without moving.

The last group of people was Long Yun from the military region. Mr. Long Yun led a group of officers into the venue calmly.

At this time, almost everyone stood up. Although it was not a department, and there was no gap in official positions, after all, Mr. Long's influence and status were there.