Song Zheng suddenly became interested, touched his chin and asked: "Are you interested in going to Tianlong City to see the quality of the Tianlong Qiao family?"

Qiu Changtian's eyes lit up and he agreed heartlessly: "Okay!"

Xuan Zhigu and Yun Qianqian paid no attention to these matters. Only Du Twelve and Su Yunji looked solemn: "Sir, the Imperial City and Baizhan City are completely different. If you can establish a clan in the Imperial City, you must at least have ancient gods in your family."

; And if you want to become a famous family, you need at least one saint."

The life soul warriors in this world are divided into spirits, gods, and saints. The ancient gods are already the ultimate level of "gods", and the next level up is the "saints". From low to high, they are human saints, true saints, yuan saints, and saints.

At the highest level, the Immortal Saint currently only exists in "speculation".

"And the Tianlong Qiao family is at least a first-class family in Tianlong City. They have an ancestor at the True Saint level sitting in their family! The gap between the God level and the Saint level is huge beyond imagination."

Song Zheng just smiled, as if he didn't hear their persuasion, and finally said: "When the matter in Baizhan City is over, we will go to Tianlong City for a visit."

He asked Su Yunji: "How is the fine wine business?"

"We are almost ready." Su Yunji said, "We found the lake of fine wine the day before yesterday." To others, this is top secret, but in front of Mr. Song, these can be discussed openly.

"Sir, I'm afraid you wouldn't have thought that the lake of fine wine is..."

"Underground, right?" How could Song Zheng have never imagined that such a large lake has never been discovered, and it could only be an underground lake.

Su Yunji stuck out her tongue: "Sir, you are really a god. It is indeed an underground lake, and it deserves to be called a great lake. It is indeed very huge. We have sent people to some imperial cities to spread the news, and soon we discussed

There will be an endless stream of people.”

Song Zheng nodded and said: "I helped Ming Yuanyuan, you can also send people to spread the word."

Su Yunji was puzzled, and Song Zheng explained: "Anyway, I already have a follower who is the King of Medicinal Food and the King of Weapons, and I don't care about having another courtesan.

I am not afraid of the Tianlong Qiao family, let them aim their hatred at me, otherwise they may turn their anger on Ming Yuanyuan."

Of course, Su Yunji didn't know that what Song Zheng actually wanted at this time was fame, so she nodded and praised: "Sir, you are really considerate of the people below."

As for Qiao Benjie, he does not plan to deal with him in Baizhan City. He wants to return Qiao Benjie to Tianlong City. Without this guy to go back and stir up trouble, how can the Qiao family deal with him with all their strength? If there is no Qiao family in Tianlong City, what will he do?

What makes one famous?

"Get some rest and go cheer for Ming Yuanyuan tomorrow."

"Okay, I'm taking my leave." Su Yunji stepped back.

Ming Yuanyuan still lives in Song Zheng's yard, right next door to Qiu Changtian. Qiu Changtian was very timid and went to bed early today, but the lights in Ming Yuanyuan's house were always on, and he didn't know it was because of tomorrow.

The reason why I was so excited about the final battle was because the girl had something on her mind.

The last talent competition took place in the evening. Ming Yuanyuan and Hua Tiannv had nothing to do during the whole day, but Wangchunlan became lively from the morning.

At noon, someone in the Wangchun Column discovered that some new faces had arrived today. It was said that they came from other cities at a faster pace because they heard that Hua Tiannu's "war situation" was unfavorable.

And they are all big benefactors. They have promised to give it a go today and help Hua Tiannv turn defeat into victory.

The news was quickly passed on to Su Yunji and others by well-intentioned people, and then reported to Song Zheng. After hearing the news, Ming Yuanyuan looked calm. He seemed to have built up his confidence and was not panicked by some small accidents.

, completely different from before.

Qiu Changtian looked at it and sighed secretly. At this time, Ming Yuanyuan really had the bearing of an "oiran".

Song Zheng was not worried and just said lightly: "Let's go."

When the news came, Song Zheng knew what Qiao Benjie wanted to do. For Mr. Song, who had once been an enemy of the entire sacred mountain, these overt and covert fights were simply low-level.

The Wangchun Bar was full of people. After Qiao Benjie came in, he felt that the place was noisier than the most prosperous teahouse in Tianlong City. People who supported Ming Yuanyuan and those who supported Hua Tiannv got into a quarrel.

Because of the first two games, the number of Ming Yuanyuan's supporters has increased significantly, but because of the so-called big donors who came from other places, the two sides are fighting evenly.

Qiao Benjie's face was solemn, and he must not make any mistakes today.

He was in a room and called his men in one by one to ensure that today's plan was flawless. Then he let out a long breath, relaxed and slumped in an armchair to take a rest.

Soon there was a loud cheer outside, and a subordinate came in to report: "The mandarin duck has arrived tomorrow."

Qiao Benjie waved him down expressionlessly, and he showed a hint of ferociousness. Ming Yuanyuan had caused so much trouble to him. When Wang Cheng's parade was over this time, he would find someone to kill Ming Ming as soon as the limelight passed.

Yuanyuan!

This time she also earned hundreds of millions of spiritual coins from the competition, all of which were her own.

"Huh!" He sneered.

There was still more than an hour before the start of the final game. Qiao took the stage early and started today's auction. At the beginning, everyone felt a little different. The big donors who came from afar were competing fiercely with each other.

". Starting from the first position, the price has soared from 10 million to 50 million!

There were originally a few wealthy businessmen who supported Ming Yuanyuan, but after raising the price twice, they realized that something was wrong and shook their heads and gave up. For them, ten to twenty million can be spent, because it is not only because they like Ming Yuanyuan, but also because they like Ming Yuanyuan.

It was also because after having such an experience, I could establish a relationship with Ming Yuanyuan and ask her to introduce some people, such as Qiu Changtian, and even the city lord Bei Xiongwu. To put it simply, Ming Yuanyuan was their contact person to expand business and communicate.

An introducer.

They can earn this money back.

But over 50 million, the cost is too high, and after paying so much money, their business will also be affected.

Without others to compete for it, the big financiers started fighting for themselves, and soon the price of the first position reached more than 70 million. At this time, they stopped fighting with a tacit understanding.

The next nine positions all follow the same process. The final result is that the average price of the ten positions is 80 million spiritual coins. Just for these ten positions, there are 8,000 more votes today!

Song Zheng shook his head secretly, as expected. But he was very happy in his heart, proving that he had not misjudged Qiao Benjie. Only in this way can his follow-up plan be launched, because Qiao Benjie's temperament is like this, even if it is this

They won the game in the end, and they would never give up.

He patted Qiu Changtian beside him: "Let Ming Yuanyuan come over."

Soon, Ming Yuanyuan, wearing a simple white dress, came to Song Zheng in a low-key manner: "Master, are you looking for me?"

Song Zheng said: "You are allowed to use that move today."

Ming Yuanyuan was a little hesitant: "Master, do you really want to do this?"

“Don’t worry and do it.”

"yes."

Ming Yuanyuan bowed and left to prepare for the performance.

Today, Qiao wanted to make sure nothing went wrong in this section. He took the lead in arranging for the flower goddess to play because he had already secretly informed his people that as soon as the flower goddess appeared on the stage, he would not worry about anything else and would immediately vote for the flower goddess!

But something strange today is that when the flower goddess appeared on the stage, Ming Yuanyuan had already changed her clothes, put on a bright cloak, and was waiting next to the terrace.

The "big sponsors" who each spent 80 million to take photos of ten locations were closest to the terrace and could clearly see Ming Yuanyuan standing nearby.

One of them was dressed neatly and carried various treasures. This was Qiao Benjie's packaging. The appearance had to be polished so that no one could see through it at a glance.

He glanced at Ming Yuanyuan next to him, but suddenly felt a strong heartache. He saw Ming Yuanyuan's eyes, and there was a heartbreaking sadness in those eyes. His first reaction was:

She has seen through all this and knows that we are here to harm her.

Immediately, all kinds of guilt and heartache came over me like a tide: How difficult it was for her to stay in Baizhan City, but someone came knocking on her door. I could have won with my own strength, but I helped the evildoer, thinking

He wants to use this despicable method to trap her and make all her efforts go down the drain...

How disgusting I am! How could I hurt such a kind girl?

Conscience, unprecedented in the past, burst out violently.

Suddenly an idea came to his mind, I have eight hundred votes in my hand, and only I can help her! As long as I wake up and vote for her, she can win!

I can change her destiny!

As for what would happen if he didn't obey Qiao Benjie's order, he didn't even think about it at this moment.

Deep in the magic power, the eyes are the real charm, far more powerful than the body.

On the terrace, Huatiannu has already started to perform. With a flick of her fingers, big and small beads fall onto the jade plate, like mountain spring flowing on the bluestone. It is no wonder that Huatiannu is very confident about today's talent competition. She plays the pipa

Her attainments are truly superb, and even the great musicians in this world may not be better than her.

Because Huatiannu had those 8,000 jade tickets as a foundation, she was full of confidence today. She was completely in a different state than when she danced yesterday. She was even more desperate and brought out her strongest state. She was also very confident for a while.

The guests in the bar were intoxicated.

Qiao didn't care about that much in this section. As soon as the flower girl started playing the pipa, he secretly signaled the boys to go out quickly and start collecting tickets.

Most of the guests wanted to take another look and wait until Yuanyuan took the stage tomorrow before making a decision. So the boys walked around and didn't receive a few jade tickets at all.

Qiao didn't care about this section. The focus was on the ten positions. He stared at the boys. Someone had already walked in front of ten people, but no one voted for the jade!

He felt strange in his heart that these ten people were the slaves of their Qiao family. They were all children of the family and had served the Qiao family for generations. There was no way there would be any problems. But what was going on now? He took a closer look and found that

These ten people all looked dazed, as if they were intoxicated by the music of the pipa.

He suddenly "understood" and admitted that Hua Tiannu's performance today was indeed extraordinary, but he did not expect that it would completely intoxicate these people. He was secretly annoyed: What did you do before? If you have been in such a state for a long time, you will not lose in the future.

So miserable. But it happened today, which delayed things!

But in front of everyone, he couldn't rush over and slap these people awake so that they don't forget about business.

"Just wait a moment, they should be able to come to their senses after the music is over."

Hua Tiannu's song took about a stick of incense, and she won a warm round of applause when it ended. She bowed and left, very satisfied with her performance.

She is an oiran who was trained since she was a child. She is extremely talented and has many talents, all of which have reached the level of a master. But she still chose the pipa because music can best infect people and gain recognition.
To be continued...