A Billion Times Draw a Sword

The voice has not fallen...

Chen Qingling's eyes were blurred again, and when he regained his clarity, Chen Qingling found that he had been buried by a pile of wood, accompanied by a sharp pain on his body.

"Dad...Dad was..."

As if petrified, Chen Qingluan, who stood at the door of the conference room with his arms around his chest and saw everything in his eyes, was stunned and agitated.

At this moment, Shen Houbai walked slowly towards the cabinet that was originally a cabinet, but it has now become a pile of logs, and then Chen Qingling was buried in a pile of logs.

After standing still, Shen Hou Bai said without turning his head: "Everyone, all go out, otherwise...the consequences are at your own risk."

"By..."

Even though Shen Houbai lay down on Chen Qingling at once, some people still shouted at Shen Houbai without believing in evil.

However, after only yelling out one word, there is nothing below, because Shen Houbai waved his hand and a qi was vented from his hand, so... the person who called out, his head was separated from his body Up.

This was the first time that Shen Houbai had killed after returning to Earth, and the person killed was not someone else. It was one of the second-ranking that Chen Qingling sent him to kill Shen Houbai before.

"Don't let me say it a second time."

Throughout the ages, no matter how powerful it is, it has never been more convincing than direct action.

In this way, in the face of Shen Houbai’s strength, although he was very angry, for his own life, an elder Pingyun took the lead out of the meeting room, and there would be a second one, so that there was no time for this. Only Shen Houbai and Chen Qingling remained in the large conference room.

At this moment, Chen Qingling had already pushed away the wood from his body, and then covered his face with one hand, just because Shen Houbai slapped him in his face with a fist.

"Who let you in?" At this moment, Shen Houbai looked aside, because Chen Qingluan seemed to be afraid that Shen Houbai would kill his dad, so he thought about it before he went down, and walked in.

"Can't you come in and see?" Chen Qingluan looked at Shen Houbai and said.

"No way."

"This is a matter between men, you can mix things up with a woman, go out." Shen Houbai said with a heavy tone.

He wanted to say something and opened his mouth, but in the end... Chen Qingluan didn't say anything.

After taking a look at Shen Houbai, Chen Qingluan had no choice but to leave obediently.

After Chen Qingluan left, Shen Houbai regained his gaze on Chen Qingling's body and continued.

"Actually, I have no interest in any suzerain, and even... I can write off what happened before, but..."

"But what?" Hearing what Shen Houbai said, Chen Qingling immediately looked at Shen Houbai, because he didn't understand. If Shen Houbai was not for the position of Sect Master of Pingyun Sect, then what did he do?

"However, as a deal...you have to prepare me at least 10,000 tons of food, meat, and vegetables every month."

"10,000 tons of grain, 10,000 tons of meat, 10,000 tons of vegetables?"

"What do you want so much food for?" Chen Qingling asked subconsciously out of curiosity.

"You don't have to know this."

"If you agree, the Sect Master of Pingyun Sect is still you."

Chen Qingling didn't immediately respond to Shen Houbai. He glanced at Shen Houbai for tens of seconds, as if to see through what Shen Houbai wanted to do.

As Chen Qingling thought, with so much food, is this Shen Houbai wanting to start anew?

In addition, Shen Houbai defeated him with a punch just now, so Shen Houbai is at least a sixth-rank martial artist. If he is a sixth-rank, he will start a new stove and build a sect of the same scale as the Heping Yunzong. Larger sects are more than enough.

After a long time, Chen Qingling finally spoke. He said: "I can give you so much food for one month or two months, but if things go on like this, how can my little Pingyunzong afford it?"

"You can rest assured that money is not a problem, you can reimburse me for how much you spend."

"I just ask for a little bit, don't make big fanfare, everyone knows it."

Hearing these words of Shen Houbai, Chen Qingling breathed a sigh of relief, "Since this is the case, I have no problem."

"Well...I will come to pick up the latest batch in a month."

After finishing speaking, before Chen Qingling said anything, Shen Houbai turned around and left with his hands in his pockets.

When Shen Houbai left, the senior officials of Ping Yunzong poured into the large conference room again...

"Sect Master, you... you gave way?" An elder Ping Yun asked, looking at Chen Qingling who had returned to the leather sofa at this moment.

Chen Qingling glanced at the inquiring elder, then... enduring the pain on his face, picked up a cigar in the humidor on the desk, and then cut and lit the cigarette while slowly saying: "Only by his nasty little brat?"

"dream."

At the door of the conference room, Chen Qingluan, who was still standing around her chest, looked at the appearance of her father, Chen Qingling, and she knew... it was him who was supporting...

But looking at his father's words, I think he had reached some kind of unspeakable agreement with Shen Houbai, otherwise...he dare to say that, is he afraid that Shen Houbai will come to him again?

Unable to help, Chen Qingluan became curious about what Shen Houbai said.

Thinking of this, Chen Qingluan looked at the female secretary beside him, and said, "Let's go."

"go?"

"Where are you going?"

"Hey, miss... Wait for me."

When Chen Qingluan left, in the big conference room...

"Sect Master, how does he deal with it?"

A high-level executive pointed to the person who had just been'beheaded' by Shen Houbai and said.

Otherwise, Chen Qingling would have forgotten this.

Facing the tragic death of his loyal subordinates, it would be a lie for Chen Qingling to say that he was not sad, but what if he was sad?

With a wave of his hand, Chen Qingling sighed: "Find a place to bury it, and at the same time, give his family members a soothing money based on the level of elders."

At this time, Shen Houbai had returned to his home.

Sitting on the dilapidated sofa at home, Shen Houbai began to consider whether or not to go back early. After all, what he wanted to do had already been done, and there was no point in continuing to stay on the earth, because in Shen Houbai’s view, it was already here. There is nothing worth his nostalgia.

But at this moment...

"Crack", Shen Houbai's ears heard the sound of the door being pushed open.

"What are you doing?" Although he didn't see who it was, Shen Houbai seemed to know who opened the door.

"Here really hasn't changed at all." The person here is not someone else, but Chen Qingluan.

"No change at all?"

"Have you been here?"

"I remember you haven't been here once." Shen Houbai said with closed eyes.

"I came once when you died." Chen Qingluan dare to say anything.

Before Shen Houbai could say anything, Chen Qingluan seemed to have not finished speaking, "But now it seems that I may not have checked carefully at that time, or else I wouldn't think you are dead."

Chen Qingluan had been to Shen Houbai's house, but when he came, Shen Houbai had already been assassinated, and... at that time, his breath was completely gone.

This is why Chen Qingluan asked "Who are you" in the first sentence after seeing Shen Houbai.

"Then you are so sweet."

"Don't even collect the corpse for me." Shen Houbai still closed his eyes and said.

"Collect the corpse..."

Chen Qingluan shook her head speechlessly and said, "Everyone is dead, so are you so poor and particular?"

When she walked to the sofa, Chen Qingluan frowned and glanced at the dusty table in front of the sofa, but in the end...she sat down, then folded her legs, looking at Shen Houbai lying in front of her: "Since you are not dead, why don't you contact me?"

"It's not enough to die once, but die again?"

Shen Houbai said.

Chen Qingluan nodded, seeming to agree with Shen Houbai's words, because Shen Houbai really contacted him, I am afraid that he could not hide his father Chen Qingling, but there might be a second assassination.

After all, "Out of the Sky" matters a lot, and according to her understanding of her father, he will definitely do everything right.

Just when Shen Houbai was talking with Chen Qingluan, outside the house...

"Rock-paper-scissors."

"Rock-paper-scissors."

...

Chen Qingluan's female secretary is playing outside with a boy. This boy is not someone else but Chen Qingluan's son, Shen Yan.

The surname is Shen, and Shen Houbai is also surnamed Shen...

There are many coincidences in this world, but this time... it's not a coincidence, Shen Yan is the son of Shen Houbai, of course... the son of the predecessor, now... the blood is no longer in the same blood.

After all, Shen Houbai's body now belongs to another world's'Shen Houbai'.

"Hey, can you open your eyes and talk to me?"

Reaching out and pushing Shen Hou Bai's leg, Chen Qingluan said silently.

"Say what?"

"I have nothing to say to you." Shen Houbai said very arrogantly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Qingluan rolled his eyes and said, "Well, even if you have nothing to say to me, there is always something to say to your son."

After speaking, Chen Qingluan looked outside the house, and then said: "Xiaohui, bring Xiaoyan in."

At first, Shen Houbai did not respond, but when he heard the word'son', he immediately opened his eyes, then looked at Chen Qingluan and said, "What did you say?"

Chen Qingluan did not respond to Shen Houbai~www.readwn.com~ She smiled and looked at Shen Yan, who Xiaohui had brought into the house at this time, and said, "Xiaoyan, haven't you been asking mom and dad?"

"Here, this is your father!"

Shen Houbai looked at Chen Qingluan for about a minute. Looking at Chen Qingluan's face that didn't look like a joke, Shen Houbai frowned slightly and said, "I remember I just did it with you once. "

Seeing Shen Houbai frowning, Chen Qingluan rolled his eyes again, and then said: "Yes, you're so amazing. You won the bid in one shot."

Seeing the surprise that never faded on Shen Houbai's face, Chen Qingluan said again: "If you don't believe it, you can go for a paternity test."

"No need."

Shen Houbai directly vetoed it, because he knew very well that it would be weird if he did it.

However, Shen Houbai can still know whether Shen Yan is the son of Chen Qingluan and himself. One is to snoop and the other is the system. After all, as long as the number of times the sword is drawn, the system is omnipotent.