Today, at this moment! Even if Wang Xiaojun slapped himself a hundred times in the face, it was hard to believe that everything that happened in front of him was real.

Li Qiuxue, who is?

Who is the butterfly in autumn dreams?

There are three other peerless beauties, which one is simple?

But there are only five best in the world. Now, in front of Qin Feng, they are just calling their husbands intimately and tenderly, but their postures are as humble as maids! What is this concept?

If he was just one person, even if he was the extremely proud Li Qiuxue, Wang Xiaojun might have accepted it, just think that Qin Feng was so charming that Li Qiuxue fell in love and couldn't extricate herself.

But these five people at the same time... were simply against the will of heaven!! Wang Xiaojun's heart hurt so much that he wanted to die.

Originally, he thought that his achievements over the years were already very great. He thought about seeing Qin Feng again day and night and hardly regained the glory he lost back then, but he never expected that the gap between them back then did not shorten with time. Instead, the difference was getting more and more out of reach! Qin Feng, I don’t want to see you again, I really don’t want to! It was also at this moment.

Qin Feng's eyes swept over.

Wang Xiaojun immediately felt a trembling all over, including Zhou Li, who was also shocked, and his face turned pale as if he had met ghosts and gods.

"Qin...Qin..." Under Qin Feng's calm gaze, the couple felt their scalp numb and their tongues were knotted, and they couldn't say a complete sentence at all.

After Qin Feng glanced at them, he directly withdrew his gaze, looked at Zoe Sakurazi and said, "You said they are not very familiar with them, and they don't like me very much."

Wang Xiaojun: It's heartbreaking, I love you! I like you very much. I really want to be friends with you now. It's really not possible... I just ask you not to take revenge on me and give me a way out! Indeed, Wang Xiaojun even feels the threat of death now.

The unreachable gap made him realize that as long as Qin Feng thought, even if he didn't have to say anything, there would be many people coming to kill him.

If it weren't for this, Wang Xiaojun would have run away with Zhou Li long ago. At worst, he would see Qin Feng around him in the future.

But he dared not, nor could he! The big guys' personalities are all shady and sunny. Who knows that he just ran away like this, can he still see the sun tomorrow?

Therefore, he had to keep it, act according to the opportunity, or...wait for Qin Feng to fall.

But Qin Feng was obviously not ready to pay attention to them again.

After saying something casually to Zoe Sakurako, Qin Feng returned to Lang Canghai's tombstone: "Get wine."

Zoe Sakurako hurriedly delivered a jar of wine in her hand to Qin Feng.

Qin Feng received it and opened it, and the wine smelled so good.

"Old man, you were so happy with this osmanthus wine before you were alive. Now you have a trap. I will drink some with you, my disciple!"

When the words come down, the wine jar falls.

Half a jar of wine fell in front of the tomb of the waves.

Qin Feng drank the remaining half of the jar of wine in one go.

That posture, that courage, and joy! Wasn't it! The wine jar fell to the ground and shattered on the spot.

Thump! Qin Feng knelt down on his knees and kowtowed three times toward Lang Canghai's tombstone.

Li Qiuxue and other women also had no trace of ink, and they knelt down and kowtowed with Qin Feng, which made the atmosphere of this cemetery quietly become very serious.

Plop! Plop! Two more kneeling sounds sounded.

It is Wang Xiaojun and his wife.

But they are different from Qin Feng and the others. Qin Feng's family is kneeling at Lang Canghai, while they are kneeling at Qin Feng.

Oh my god, I can't stand it anymore! What is pressure?

This is pressure! Qin Feng didn't have to do anything, or even look at them more. He had completely treated them as transparent people, but they still could not bear the invisible pressure.

Qin Feng had knelt down. If the couple didn't kneel down, how weird would the picture be?

Isn’t that equivalent to longevity?

How can there be a reason why big people kneel down and small people stand?

No matter who the big guy is kneeling... in a solemn and heavy atmosphere.

"Gei family, Qiu Tai'an, and granddaughter Qiu Tianyue, come here to worship Lord Langcang Hailang. I hope Master Qin will be sure!"

A powerful voice suddenly came from not far away.

Wang Xiaojun and his wife, who were always nervous, turned their heads and looked at the first time and saw that they were old and young, standing at the entrance of the cemetery, bent down and bowed, and had not yet stood up, with a very humble attitude.

They naturally don’t know Qiu Lao Qiu Tai'an.

But how could Wang Xiaojun, a businessman, not know Qiu Tianyue, who is a disaster to the country and the people?

China, the richest woman! From a normal logic, people of the level like Wang Xiaojun, not to mention this life, even if they work hard for ten lifetimes, they will never be qualified to meet Qiu Tianyue! But! Today, this is such a top Chinese boss, grandfather and grandson, who appeared here together, and were so humble and respectful to Qin Feng! Wang Xiaojun and his wife were suffocated again.

Qin Feng slowly stood up, glanced at his enemies, grandfather and grandson, nodded and said, "Come on."

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

Old Qiu bowed heavily, then took Qiu Tianyue forward hurriedly, came to Langcanghai's tombstone, and kowtowed to worship.

Only then did Wang Xiaojun realize that this Lang Canghai, who had just been ridiculed by him, was such a famous figure... Suddenly.

It seemed as if the entire mountain was trembling slightly.

Wang Xiaojun and his wife looked at each other, and the next second, they couldn't help but widen their eyes, as if their eyes were about to fall to the ground in shock.

They saw a long dragon of people!! They saw figures wearing black suits and leather shoes, with a solemn expression, and neatly lined up to the cemetery one by one from the bottom of the mountain.

The entrance to the cemetery is already overcrowded.

However, no one spoke, so even though there were tides of people, the atmosphere on the entire hill was still very quiet.

From then on, looking down from above, there were probably tens of thousands of figures, endless. Only the head was seen, and the end was endless, like a terrifying dragon! There were many of them, Wang Xiaojun knew.

Oh no, I can't say that I know them, I can only say that he knows them, but they don't know him.

Which of these people is not the leader?

Some people are rich enough to rival a country.

Some people have huge power.

They each have their own fields, and in their respective fields, they are all well-deserved overlords of the king, but at the moment, Wang Xiaojun has not seen a trace of pride and lofty as a king on anyone's face.
Chapter completed!