After rebirth, the Xuanmen Patriarch was forced to be deified

Chapter 127 Qiao Er's Speculation, Bloody Disaster (Part )
Pei Yinan didn't expect the Duke of Acton to be so grand, and he didn't even give them a chance to refuse, because the invitation had already been sent out.

Whether there are other tricks in the other party's strong attitude, Pei Yinan doesn't know for the time being.

They come from China, and they always keep a low profile on other people's territory.

Qiao Luoyan also believes that it is always right to keep a low profile.

Time passed, and the ball held by the Duke's Mansion arrived as scheduled.

The members who were invited to the ball included not only upper-class people from Northern England, but also well-known members from other countries.

Such a grand social event is the dream stage of many celebrities and gentlemen, and everyone is dressed up to attend.

When Pei Yinan and Qiao Luoyan arrived, the Duke of Acton and his two sons personally received them.

Pei Jiuye, in a suit and leather shoes, looks clean and capable. His slender long legs and exquisite leather shoes give people a mature and stable feeling, and he is also very gentleman. He interprets his nobleness and handsomeness in his own way.

Wearing a suit with a strong retro flavor on him, it seems to have returned to the romantic era in China, giving people a very mysterious and fascinating visual sense.

Qiao Luoyan was wearing the light pink suspender feather skirt that day, with a slender figure and youthful eyes, her whole body was perfect and impeccable.

She has a beautiful appearance, full of elegance, like a blooming lily, which makes people's eyes shine.

Qiao Luoyan held Pei Yinan's arm, stepped on the high heels that she was not used to, and walked slowly towards Duke Acton step by step.

Pei Jingmin's family also came, and he took the lead in walking up to Duke Acton to say hello.

The Duke, who was greeting Pei Jingmin, glanced at Qiao Luoyan from time to time.

He was very curious about this girl who saved his life, had an extremely beautiful appearance, and possessed oriental mystery.

Pei Jingmin was very winking, and immediately introduced him: "Your Excellency, this is my nephew's fiancee. She is from China, and her name is Qiao Luoyan. She saved you that day with oriental medicine."

Acton immediately stepped forward, his strange-colored eyes shone with astonishing light, and said in an excited tone, "Miss Qiao, thank you very much, without you, I'm afraid I would have gone to see God, tonight you are the most honored guest of the Duke's Mansion." , If you need anything, you must tell me."

Qiao Luoyan looked indifferent, and the emotion in his eyes was as cold as ever.

She nodded slightly to Duke Acton, and said politely and distantly: "Your Excellency, you are polite."

The Duke of Acton didn't seem to feel her indifference, and his wise eyes that shone brightly stared deeply at Qiao Luoyan.

He asked in a very direct way: "Listen to my two children explaining in detail how you saved me. We have never heard of or seen such a mysterious and amazing oriental medical skill. I don't know who Miss Qiao's master is. My Duke's Mansion has the biggest Sincerely invite the other party to be our guest.”

His tone was firm, thinking that Qiao Luoyan was so young, there must be a stronger master.

Qiao Luoyan didn't even move his eyelids, and looked back at Duke Acton calmly.

She was silent, as if refusing to talk further.

Pei Yinan understood this girl's temperament very well, and said to Duke Acton with a smile: "Hello, Duke Acton, I am Qiao Luoyan's fiancé, and her master is Yan Kangyi, a master of Chinese medicine."

"It turned out to be Yan Lao!" Duke Acton was shocked when he heard the words, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Not to mention him, even Pei Jingmin's family was surprised.

Pei Yinan nodded, and wrote lightly: "Yes, Luo Yan is the last disciple of Yan Laoshou."

Duke Acton immediately showed a disappointed expression: "That's really a pity."

Yan Kangyi is very famous in the world, and he is a famous doctor that many people can't invite, but his medical skills are not recognized by everyone.

Some people are skeptical about Chinese medicine because it works too slowly and takes a long time.

The Duke of Acton is one of those who doubt this. He believes that Eastern Chinese medicine is not as quick to solve problems as Western medicine.

However, his enthusiasm for Qiao Luoyan in front of him remained undiminished, and if the other party could save him from death, maybe Eastern Chinese medicine is really as miraculous as the rumors say.

"It's my honor to be rescued by the apprentice of the master of traditional Chinese medicine in the East." Duke Acton stretched out his hand and invited Qiao Luoyan with aristocratic etiquette: "Miss Qiao, please, you will be the most anticipated heroine of this ball .”

Qiao Luoyan nodded slightly to him, and slowly walked into the ball hall under the leadership of Pei Yinan.

When passing the two sons of Duke Acton, Qiao Luoyan noticed a cold gaze falling on her.

She looked along the line of sight and met Emil's gloomy gaze. The cruelty in the other's eyes was clearly visible, and the cold eyes showed a violent emotion that did not welcome her.

Qiao Luoyan looked at Amir's facial features and found that this person's face was not very good.

The other party's eyes are blurred and cold, and the eyes are blurred like fog, which means that he has been stupid, difficult, and full of regrets all his life.

His forehead is sunken and narrow, and he is doomed to have a mediocre career in his life. Basically, it can be said that he has no future.

Qiao Luoyan paid more attention to Amir's face, the midpoint between his brows was Yintang.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that Emil's seal is black, and there is still a cloud of blood mist faintly lingering.

She thought it was an illusion, and closed her eyes for a while.

When she opened her eyes to look at Amir again, she found that the blood mist between the brows of the other party had thickened a bit.

Pei Yinan noticed that Qiao Luoyan was not moving, turned her head and saw her staring at His Highness the Amir, and asked with a final voice: "Huh?"

"It's okay." Qiao Luoyan returned to his senses, shook his head slightly at him, and continued to walk into the ballroom.

She recalled Emil's face in her mind, and four large characters appeared in her mind, bloody disaster.

The other party had a bloody face, Yintang's complexion was dark, and his lips were also blue-black.

All of these are okay, but the most terrible thing is the lingering blood mist between Amir's brows.

Judging by the color of the blood mist, the disaster must be upon him soon.

Qiao Luoyan wasn't sure if her judgment was correct or not. The inheritance of physiognomy, one of the ancient techniques, told her that there should be no mistakes.

Physiognomy, one of the ancient spells, is a technique of physiognomy that predicts good and bad fortune, high and low, and longevity based on a person's face, facial features, bones, complexion, body posture, and hand lines.

Qiao Luoyan doesn't have much contact with it now, but she still knows a thing or two about it.

Duke Acton led the Pei family to the VIP room. The members standing or sitting here were all big figures who often appeared on TV.

When Qiao Luoyan's cold eyes saw some super big people, did they show any restrained emotions.

She didn't expect that the super boss who was tens of thousands of kilometers away would also come to the ball hosted by the Duke of Acton.

Seeing them chatting kindly with the people around them gave me a particularly unreal feeling.

(End of this chapter)