Night!
Liang Min Pub!
The whole Su family gathered in the hall on the first floor to celebrate their good results in this competition.
In fact, except for Qin Hao and Su Ce, everyone else had been eliminated.
Even so, it was still worth celebrating.
After all, Qin Hao and Su Ce entering the semi-finals was a glorious thing for the family.
At a table near the corner of the hall, Su Hua, Su Hua's father, Su Da Tou, and the second elder were very unhappy.
The second elder looked as if he expected better from Su Hua and only focused on drinking.
Su Hua himself lowered his head. Facing his grandfather's stern gaze, he didn't dare to say a word.
From time to time, he would secretly glance at Su Ce. The emotions in his eyes were very complicated. In addition to the disdain in the past, there was now a kind of fear.
Sou sou sou sou!
Just as the Su family was celebrating, in the dark night outside the pub, a luxurious palanquin with nine dragons was solemnly carried on the shoulders of four martial artists in black. The four of them looked like they were walking in the air. They arrived in front of the pub and slowly landed.
"The prince of the Western Liang Silk Country admires Mr. Su's name. He specially invites Mr. Su to the Drunken Immortal Pavilion for a chat. We are here to welcome him!"
One of the martial artists in black who looked quite vigorous shouted solemnly. His voice passed through the pub's door into the hall. The Su family members were stunned. The wine glass in their hands was stuck in front of them.
"Everyone, please continue. I have something to do and will go out for a while!"
Qin Hao smiled faintly and got up to leave.
Gua Di, Shui Han, and Wanqin should be waiting anxiously.
"The prince of the Silk Country?
That little monster named Tsiogua who defeated more than a thousand people in the northern region? "
"Yes, it's him!"
"How does he know Mr. Su?"
"Aiya, you still don't know?
Not only Tsiogua, today Ye Shuihan, Chen Wanqin, Ye Wuhen, and even the northern region's Grim Reaper, Hao Zhixing, all blocked the entrance of the northern region and worshipped Mr. Su … "
Some of the Su family members who watched Qin Hao's match told the scene to those who didn't go to the scene.
"This is too shocking!"
"Five super experts ranked in the top 50 of the Imperial Martial Roll have invited our Master to dinner. Ye Shuihan and Tsiogua are ranked in the top 20 of the Imperial Martial Roll!"
"Our Sir is so proud!"
Everyone discussed animatedly and ran out to take a look.
Su Da Tou and the Second Elder didn't go. They sat in their original positions and drank cup after cup of wine. The more they drank, the more bitter they felt.
"Sir!"
Su Ce was the first to chase after them. He was very anxious.
He had defeated Su Hua and successfully advanced to the semifinals of the children's group. He had once again won back the attention of the Great Elder.
The happiest person today was Su Ce.
However, he did not forget that Qin Hao had promised him that he would give him a small surprise.
Qin Hao turned around and patted Su Ce's head as he sensed the powerful aura of the four black-clothed martial artists in front of him. "How long until the semi-finals of the children's group?"
"Sir, there is still half a month to prepare!" Su Ce replied truthfully.
In fact, Qin Hao had already expected this result.
The number of people in the children's group was far less than the adult group. Next, the children's group would enter a state of recuperation and the competition would be suspended.
However, the adult group would still continue.
"Half a month later, on the day of your semifinals, I will give you a small surprise!"
Qin Hao smiled and turned around to enter the nine-dragon palanquin carried by the four black-clothed martial artists.
Smoke rose from the soles of the four black-clothed martial artists' feet. Four balls of powerful scarlet flame aura flickered as they carried the palanquin and disappeared in front of the Su family members in the blink of an eye.
Hiss!
"Four Pinnacle King Stage martial artists!" the Great Elder exclaimed in shock.
The Silk Nation Prince was not to be trifled with. The men who carried the palanquin were the strongest among the Yuan Kings.
However, the fact that four of them were sent to welcome Sir was enough to show how much importance the Silk Nation Prince Tsiogua placed on Qin Hao. His respect for Qin Hao was self-evident.
"Sir is so talented. Why was he not born in the Su family? Sigh!"
The Great Elder sighed and turned around to return to the pub.
"Why?
Why did he have to wait until the day of my competition to tell me the surprise? "
Su Ce shouted at the night sky, looking very unwilling. He was very much looking forward to Qin Hao's gift.
However, Qin Hao's voice did not come from the night sky. When he appeared again, Brother Hao had already arrived at the bustling central area of the Imperial Capital.
The Imperial Capital of Daliao was larger than the Imperial Capital of Luoshui. The Good Citizen Pub was located at the outermost periphery, in an unusually remote location.
The area where the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was located was brightly lit, as if it was daytime. There was an endless stream of people on the streets, and couples were shopping at the night market. It was extremely lively.
"Your Highness, Prince Qi and Prince Shui Han are waiting for you in the most luxurious private room on the top floor. We will not disturb you any further!"
The black-clothed martial artist who led the team to welcome Qin Hao said. After that, the palanquin openly floated on the top floor of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
"Mm!"
Qin Hao replied.
He slowly stepped out of the palanquin and stepped onto the corridor on the top floor.
He then turned around and asked the black-clothed martial artist kindly, "Are you from the Longchuan Army?
Or are you from the Quick Run Battalion? "
In the eyes of the Su Family's Grand Elder, these four people were the subordinates of the Silk Country's Prince.
However, in front of Qin Hao, he could recognize that these four people were the warriors that the Qin family had painstakingly cultivated. The four black-clothed martial artists emitted the smell of the Seven Treasures Liquid.
The Seven Treasures Liquid was the upgraded version of the Six Good Liquid. It could strengthen a martial artist's physique and make him stronger than others of the same level.
Moreover, only the people of the Qin family would call Qin Hao "Your Highness" so intimately.
After all, Qin Hao was the Prince of Xiliang Daqin.
"Your Highness, we are the soldiers of the Heavenly Guard Battalion of the Qin family!"
"Crash!"
The four black-clothed martial artists respectfully knelt down in the air. They were all very excited.
"Rise. My grandfather, my fourth uncle, my father, and my mother … are they all here?" Qin Hao asked gently.
"Your Highness, all the members of the Qin family are here. As for the details, you can go in and discuss with Prince Qi. Prince Qi has been waiting for you for a long time. If we don't go in, I'm afraid the Violent Bear Army will cause trouble for us!" The black-clothed man was somewhat afraid.
He said.
The Violent Bear Army could be considered the Tsiogua's family army.
They were all over two meters tall and looked like savages. Once they went crazy, they wouldn't reason with you at all.
"Hahaha, good!"
Qin Hao threw a spatial ring at the black-clothed martial artist. "Take it and drink with your brothers!"
After speaking, he walked along the corridor and opened the door to the emperor's private room in the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
The four black-clothed martial artists were overjoyed. They turned around and carried the palanquin, disappearing into the night.
"Pockmarked Wei, you dare to speak ill of me?
See if I don't skin you bastard when we get back. Hahaha … Big Brother! "
When Qin Hao opened the door, Tsiogua and the others all came forward to greet him. They were incomparably cordial.
"Boss!"
"Qin Hao!"
"Alliance Master, Alliance Master, we finally meet again. Do you still remember me?
I'm the Death God's Valet. Ah no, I'm Hao Zhixing. I'm a little excited. You can call me Little Nine. I'm your loyal fan … "
Whoosh.
Ye Shuihan, Chen Wanqin, Ye Wuhen, and Little Nine surrounded Qin Hao.
"Sit, sit, sit. Everyone, sit. There's plenty of time to chat!"
Qin Hao couldn't take it anymore. He groped around, pulled over a chair, and sat down.
"Big Brother, your eyes?"
At this time, Tsiogua finally couldn't help but speak.
As he spoke, Chen Wanqin and Ye Shuihan also noticed that Qin Hao was different from before.