C286 (1/2)

The battle had caused the Soul Alliance to suffer heavy losses, Peak Spirit Level and Lang Jiu were defeated and escaped, the crisis in Jing Hai had been temporarily resolved, and the chain of killing that the young master of the atrium, who had never met him before, was also locked up.

Soul Alliance did not hurt his bottoms, and would come back to him sooner or later. Once Lang Jiu had a way to deal with the nine yin power when he returned, he would definitely come back to kill them.

Currently, Yan Yun and the others only had a buffer period, and Yan Yun was using the buffer period that he had won to prepare to head to Blood City.

This trip to Blood City had two goals. One was to form an alliance with the Blood City, and the other was to obtain the bloodline power in the blood pool.

The Blood City was weak, and it was difficult to form an alliance with Yan Yun. Furthermore, the blood pool was not unique to the Blood City, and every time the blood pool opened, there would be people from the Landy family and the Dark Ancient Castle who would head over, fighting for the majority of the spots to enter the blood pool to absorb the bloodline power.

The road ahead was difficult. According to Duke Marr, there was still half a month until the blood pool opened.

During this time, Yan Yun was preparing to go see Han Xiang.

He had met an old friend in his past life and this was something that made his heart tremble. He had not seen Han Xiang for a few months and Yan Yun missed that sweet and tranquil girl who was sometimes very arrogant.

Furthermore, although Han Xiang had hidden it well that night, she was still a sly old fox. She could still tell that Han Xiang had something on her mind from her slight tone.

The little girl was in a foreign land. If he met with any trouble, Yan Yun would not just let his be.

In these three days, when Yan Yun was training step by step, he even went to Beijing University for lessons.

In fact, the school term had already started for a while, Yan Yun very rarely went to school, this time he was busy doing nothing, at least he gave some face to the instructor Li Hui, and went to class for a few days.

Three days later, Yan Yun and Duke Ma Er set off, but as for Jing Ruo, she stayed in the capital sea, because the Soul Alliance was still there. Towards Hei Long, Yan Yun had maintained his vigilance, and had almost lost out last time.

Europe, a land of romance and glorious history, where in those distant times there had been sad love, where Romeo and Juliet had dreamed of love everywhere; where in the dust of history there had been ancient civilization, where there had been a few great hegemons, great and mighty, riding through the kingdoms, great and mighty.

Paris, it is a romantic city, Paris is beautiful, beautiful to the eye.

At the airport, Yan Yun and Duke Mal parted ways. Mal returned to the Blood City first, while Yan Yun prepared to give Han Xiang a pleasant surprise.

Yan Yun was no stranger to Paris. He had come to Paris many times when he was on mission in the past.

As he sat in the taxi and told his brother in fluent English where he wanted to go, Yan Yun closed his eyes and rested.

The taxi driver originally wanted to take a detour to slaughter the fat sheep behind him, but after hearing the driver's fluent and pure English, as well as the location and street name, he gave up on the idea of taking a detour.

This was an old fox that couldn't be killed by this kind of person.

Paris was beautiful, Paris was even more beautiful at night. The neon lights shone with an intoxicating glow, and the traffic shuttled back and forth like countless rays of light slicing through time and space.

Paris, which was as beautiful as heaven, was also a gold mine. There were all sorts of star hotels and private clubs. It was a paradise for the rich.

In the top private dining room of the Jabang Flower Garden Hotel, Han Xiang sat modestly at a long table covered in clean white cloth. The usual Han Xiang had a gentle smile on her face, but when she ate dinner with someone tonight, she did not smile at all.

Seated opposite Han Xiang was a man dressed in a white suit. The man's facial features were distinct, and he looked very handsome.

”Miss Han Xiang, come, let me toast you with our tacit understanding in the afternoon.” Qiao Zhi smiled like a gentleman and raised the wine cup in his hand.

Under the light of the lamp, the red wine shone with a sparkling and translucent luster, but it reflected Han Xiang's beautiful face that did not have the slightest hint of a smile.

When she first met Qiao Zhi, Han Xiang was also enchanted by the opposing gentleman's attitude. Her handsome appearance made Han Xiang think that the other party should be a gentleman with a good family education.

However, in just a few days of contact, Han Xiang discovered that something was amiss. Underneath that gentleman's outer appearance was Qiao Zhi's dirty heart, and when the gentleman tried to get close to him, Han Xiang could see everything.

She regretted that she shouldn't have allowed Qiao Zhi to film this movie. But now, she was stuck between a rock and a hard place, stuck between a rock and a hard place.

Han Xiang and the man were shooting MVs together, but she could not enter into the state at all. Furthermore, the man was deliberately causing trouble, causing the progress of the shooting to be stuck.

However, what made Han Xiang curious this afternoon, was that this was the first time Qiao Zhi did not try to cause trouble, and was even trying his best to cooperate with him.

Prodigal son turning back? Has this fellow thought it through?