Immortal Becomes a Stay-at-home Dad After Return

Although Zheng Zhiyuan's strength is much stronger than that of ordinary dark energy peak masters, Zhou Qi's strength at this time is even stronger than ordinary Hua Jin masters. Therefore, it is more than enough to deal with a Zheng Zhiyuan. Only when one's kung fu is much higher can one be able to keep one's hand in a real battle.

Generally, two people with almost the same strength will fight desperately in the real fighting process, wishing to use all their strength.

The situation on the arena is changing, and if you are not careful, you may be beaten to death. Now Zhou Qihe sees Zheng Zhiyuan in the same way. It seems to be a battle of spirits, but it actually represents their respective reputations. The former is the pride of being a child of an aristocratic family, and the latter is the ambition to integrate the southern martial arts. It's not that they care about fame and wealth, but it's about their own beliefs.

The children of the aristocratic family have not come out for decades, and now they have just made their mark in northern Jiangsu. If Zhou Qi rubbed their spirits, it would be too demoralizing.

But what Zhou Qi has to do now is precisely this. I am not afraid that they will not come to find me, but I am afraid that they will continue to hibernate.

Once he jumped in front of him, he definitely had no place to show mercy.

But seeing that Zheng Zhiyuan actually specialized in Zhou Qi's Xiasan Road, even Wu Xinyang felt a little too embarrassed. But the real sparring is like this. It's not as good-looking as the one in the movie, but it's a deadly trick. In addition to the lower three roads, it is the throat, joints and other important parts. If you don't make a move, you're done, and if you make a move, you will hurt someone.

Seeing that Zheng Zhiyuan was about to grab Zhou Qi's lower abdomen, Zhou Qi narrowed his eyes following a series of changing moves.

Stepping on the eight trigrams, he can always appear in front of Zheng Zhiyuan. Although Zheng Zhiyuan has learned the essence of the family ape step, his movements are unpredictable. But Zhou Qi's pace was obviously better. He avoided Zhou Qi's edge and wanted to attack from other places. Zhou Qi refused to let him succeed, and insisted on a frontal attack, with sharp shots.

The more he fought against Zhou Qi, the more shocked Zheng Zhiyuan became.

Not only was Zhou Qi always able to stand in front of him, but thunderous methods rushed towards him. It is his powerful momentum and invincible fist. He had seen Yang Yi make a move in the early years, and Yang Yi was more like a grass and tree without any emotion, and he only had the strength in his eyes that made people look up to the mountains.

Zhou Qi and Yang Yi are exactly the two extremes, the latter has a cold temperament, while the former is passionate. The blazing fist was surging, Zheng Zhiyuan had no choice but to retreat again and again, unable to display his unique skills at all.

Just when countless thoughts flashed in Zheng Zhiyuan's mind, Zhou Qi snorted coldly, and slapped Zheng Zhiyuan with both palms. Zheng Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and fought resolutely, and suddenly felt the energy and blood all over his body surging, as if his body was about to fall apart. Zhou Qi was even more unreasonable, stepping on the gossip step, lunging straight, a cannon hammer slammed into Zheng Zhiyuan's chest.

Zheng Zhiyuan was shocked immediately,

Immediately and subconsciously, he had to draw out the short stick he carried with him to resist.

There was only a loud bang, and the short stick in Zheng Zhiyuan's hand exploded, and the whole person flew upside down like a cannonball, hitting the wall hard. The whole person slid down like a painting, looked at Zhou Qi in horror, and gasped violently.

Zhou Qi had finished his work at this time, stood with his hands behind his back, lit a cigarette, and looked at Zheng Zhiyuan indifferently.

"There is no life-and-death enmity between us, so there is no need to fight with our lives. I will stop today, so that you can know the gap between us. Today I can forgive you for being young and ignorant, but if you still have the next This time, it's definitely not just the situation like today. Let's go, don't you still want me to throw you out?"

Seeing Zhou Qi's grandeur, his gestures seem to dominate the world, Wu Xinyang couldn't help himself even more.

When she was studying abroad, she learned a little kung fu in Chinatown. It's not just as simple as Taekwondo, so I have also seen many masters. She used to think that these people were very powerful, but now looking at Zhou Qi, she seemed to be more stylish than those people. The double-bonus red sticks in the society are all incomparable to Zhou Qi at this time.

Zheng Zhiyuan's face was even more serious, but it was more of a humiliation.

Not only did he lose in front of Wu Xinyang, but he also completely lost the family's honor. He is well-known among the children of the aristocratic family and has many fans. Now that he lost, he felt ashamed to face Jiangdong's elders.

"Aren't you going?" Zhou Qi looked at him coldly and spit out these four words.

Zheng Zhiyuan gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly, and threw the broken short stick to the ground.

He looked at Zhou Qi closely, and said word by word: "Zhou Qi, I lost to you today, so I'm not as skilled as others. Just wait for me. I must get it back today. You are still two years older, so I am even more dissatisfied. I admit that I lost today, but I must beat you, and wait until the ring to fight to the death!"

After finishing speaking, Zheng Zhiyuan turned his head resolutely, and drove away immediately without stopping.

Wu Xinyang didn't even glance at it, as if Zhou Qi was the only one in his gaze.

Seeing Zheng Zhiyuan's resoluteness, Zhou Qi nodded his head, "It's still a little bit of backbone, not like a child of an ordinary family. It's not terrible to lose, but the terrible thing is to lose the heart to keep challenging."

Wu Xinyang rolled her eyes and approached Zhou Qi with a smile.

"Although he can't beat you now, it's hard to guarantee that he won't gain experience in this battle, go back and practice hard, maybe he can win you. Don't be too proud, or I will laugh at you if you lose. "

Zhou Qi took a deep breath and waved his hand, "It's impossible for him to beat me, not in this life, nor in the next life."

He didn't say much, and got into the car with a cigarette in his mouth. Wu Xinyang also sat in the co-pilot, looked at the scenery flashing by on both sides, and suddenly laughed, "Zhou Qi, let's go to Tianxiang Pavilion now, if you see Ji Qianchang, will you beat him? As far as I know, Chachai spent a lot of money to compete with you."

"People don't offend me, I don't offend others."

Zhou Qi didn't say much, and his words were concise and to the point. He did not learn martial arts to beat or bully anyone. I just hope that I can protect the people around me and never be wronged. I just hope to be reunited with Xia Yiruo, that's all.

Wu Xinyang snorted, she seemed to really hope that Zhou Qi and Ji Qianchang would fight.

After thinking about it, she took out a bottle of car perfume from her bag and carefully placed it in the air vent of the air conditioner. Although Zhou Qi couldn't understand what brand it was, since it was Wu Xinyang who shot it, it must not be an ordinary product. There is also a cute bow tie on it, the pink is tender and tender, and the taste is also very good.

Zhou Qi frowned, and wanted to stop him, but he didn't speak.

As if sensing Zhou Qi's emotional change, Wu Xinyang gave him a hard look.

"Tell you, this girl specially prepared this. Bulgari had a big customer event before. After we went to learn it in person, we DIY according to the order of the front note and the back note. If you dare to refuse, I will never end with you. "

Zhou Qi touched his nose in embarrassment. Before he could speak, Wu Xinyang made himself speechless.

Seeing that Zhou Qi didn't speak, Wu Xinyang nodded with some satisfaction, and touched Zhou Qi's arm nervously, "Hey, Zheng Zhiyuan came to me just now, why did you fight him? Don't you want me to Dating with him? If you like me, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush like this."

"It's just that I think Zheng Zhiyuan is a little too arrogant and domineering. You won't be happy with him. But then again, if you meet someone who is really suitable, why would I stop you? Although the young master is very personable, I am helpless. I already have Beibi, and my heart belongs to me."

Hearing Zhou Qi's words, Wu Xinyang snorted, "Smelly shameless, who likes you? I just like giving perfume!"

Wu Xinyang gave Zhou Qi a hard look, then took out her phone, not knowing what she was doing. Seeing Wu Xinyang's behavior like this, Zhou Qi was relieved. The last thing he wants to touch right now is relationship issues. I am not a saint, nor will I be too forgetful. There are always seven emotions and six desires, let alone now that I am alone in northern Jiangsu.

Surrounded by superb beauties, he was also afraid that he would not be able to control himself.

It would be a lie to say that she has no feelings for Wu Xinyang. It's just that Zhou Qi has to restrain himself, let alone delay others.

It was rare to be free for a while, and it didn't take long to arrive at this destination - Tianxiang Pavilion.

Tianxiang Pavilion is a very ancient club, not an ordinary hotel. After months of construction, it is finally open. Rumor has it that the boss of Tianxiang Pavilion is a very delicate girl. This clubhouse is not that kind of filthy place, to be precise, it is a club, like the Yanjing American Club and Chang'an Club.

Strict membership system, those who can join are either rich or expensive.

In addition to the recommendation of two members, an annual membership fee of 300,000 yuan is required. These various thresholds are enough to keep many people out of Subei City. As one of the three major families in Subei City, Wu Xinyang was naturally invited to become a member long ago, as was Qin Kexin.

Coming to Tianxiang Pavilion today was not only invited by Ji Qianchang, Wu Xinyang also wanted Zhou Qi to join.

Although she didn't know exactly what Zhou Qi was doing now, she knew that Zhou Qi's membership would only bring more benefits. And among them, there is a deeper meaning.

Wu Xinyang took a fancy to Zhou Qi's current energy and methods, and she hoped that Zhou Qi could transform the members here and become his fans. In this way, when the Bodhi Festival starts again, Zhou Qi will be able to give more help to the Wu family. If one can control all these forces, together with Wei Zhitian and the Qin family, this is also an extremely considerable force.

Needless to say, Zhou Qi also understood what was going on.

He also understands that this is not mutual use, but mutual fulfillment.

After the car was parked, he handed over the key to the parking boy. Walked in side by side with Wu Xinyang.

Just after entering through the gate, there was a faint fragrance, which made Zhou Qi's eyes shine.

"The people who can make this kind of spice are very unusual. Either they are extremely proficient in this way, or they are masters of boxing. Unexpectedly, Subei is now more and more Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, people are always surprised. "

Hearing Zhou Qi's praise of spices, Wu Xinyang pinched Zhou Qi's back fiercely, although he knew that he would not be in pain.

"I just gave you perfume just now, isn't that too embarrassing for me?"

Zhou Qi just expressed emotion from the bottom of his heart, but he forgot about it, and quickly scratched his head in embarrassment, "You two are both good at winning games, and you are both very good. So what... let's go in first, they You should be in a hurry, right?"

Wu Xinyang gave him a hard look, and angrily walked forward first.