The night was thick, and light rain fell from the sky.

Until early in the morning, good news finally came out from Fengcheng. Mass production of Qi Lian Dan was finally about to begin.

And the company’s registered capital is 2 billion, which is just the beginning.

The entire ancient martial arts world was completely shocked at this moment. They even couldn't wait to go to Fengcheng and get the first-hand elixir.

It's a pity that all this is being developed in secret, and the dozens of big families who have invested are all very happy.

After several twists and turns, the Song family finally sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain and finally established a firm foothold.

As the saying goes, some people are happy and some are sad.

The Jin family in the imperial capital is facing the most severe test at this time.

The news of their ancestor's death in the Southern Wilderness made all of them terrified.

The entire family meeting hall fell into deathly silence, with no one willing to stand up and say a word.

"What? Are all of them mute?" Jin Shiyu sat in the upper seat, unable to hide the look of grief on his face.

The elders below all looked ugly. One of them stood up and said calmly: "When the rabbit dies and the hozen disperses, everyone will push the wall down."

"The Kim family has deteriorated day by day. Do we still need to discuss it?"

"What? Now when life and death are at stake, everyone wants to save themselves and stay out of it?" Jin Shiyu frowned, his voice neither sad nor angry.

At this time, someone else snorted: "Your two good sons have taken care of themselves. Is it wrong for us to leave now?"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Jin Shiyu really lost his confidence.

During the first meeting, his two sons had already chosen to withdraw from the game and chose to stay out of it.

Now that the ancestor is dead, his words are no longer as authoritative as they used to be.

The wrinkles on his face were squeezed together. Jin Shiyu shook his head and said in disappointment: "In this case, you all can leave."

In the huge conference hall, several elders left one after another.

Jin Shiyu, who was sitting in the upper position, looked extremely old. He looked at the courtyard outside the door and sneered, "My Jin family has a great cause. Even if the clan is exterminated, I will make you lose a piece of flesh!"

Not long after he left, a horrifying news quickly spread among the assassination organizations in the monk world.

The Jin family has offered a reward of hundreds of billions to destroy the Song family's chickens and dogs.

There must be brave men under heavy rewards. How many people are busy in this world just for money?

And these desperadoes, why are they afraid of death? Instead of living a life of inaction, why not give it a try?

"Senior, can you determine the location of the spirit-building grass?"

In the sky garden, Lin Xueyin sat on the sofa and looked at the map. The markings on it were very clear, but even so, it was so easy to find the spirit-building grass.

Wenhe Villa is located at the intersection of three rivers and covers an area of ​​dozens of acres. Looking for a blade of grass in a place like this is undoubtedly like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"The spirit-building grass is artificially cultivated. After it matures, there will be no movement at all. We can only rely on ourselves to find it."

Qing Xuanyue understands many things. She also knows that Lin Changfeng is not interested in the so-called spirit-building grass, but as long as it is found, it will be fine.

As long as Lin Changfeng can lend a helping hand, it will not be difficult.

For such a long time, Lin Changfeng has always stood on the balcony on the second floor and looked down at Wenhe Villa. This has never changed.

While several people were discussing, Lin Changfeng's cell phone suddenly rang.

After answering the phone, an old ghost's voice came from over there.

"You can come down here now. I have something to ask you."

The other party's voice was very low, as if he didn't want people to know that he was in Jiangcheng.

After saying these words, the call was hung up, and Lin Changfeng turned around and walked downstairs, leaving the three women in the room, looking at a loss.

After going downstairs, Lin Changfeng saw the old ghost wearing a peaked cap and a mask. If it weren't for the conspicuous Taoist robe on his body, he might not have been able to tell.

Arriving directly next to Lin Changfeng, the old ghost whispered: "They didn't follow, did they?"

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Lin Changfeng's voice was still so calm, without any waves.

After looking around and confirming that no one was there, the old ghost stopped a car, pulled Lin Changfeng and got in.

After casually mentioning an address, the old ghost said mysteriously: "I haven't investigated the purpose of Broken Sword Sect this time, but they have a lot of people coming secretly."

Lin Changfeng was not surprised at all by this news.

After all, Broken Sword Sect already hates him deeply. He would be surprised if only a saint came here this time.

Seeing Lin Changfeng's calm expression, the old ghost said suspiciously, "Aren't you curious about how many people are here?"

Shaking his head calmly, Lin Changfeng said nonchalantly: "No matter how many people there are, is there any difference?"

"Confident enough, I appreciate it." After the old ghost mentioned it, he took out a letter from his arms.

"If someone wants to see you, you will understand after they say they see it."

Looking at the envelope in his hand, Lin Changfeng was a little confused.

"Who?"

Without answering Lin Changfeng's words, the old ghost looked out the window, asked the driver to stop the car and left.

The vehicle continued to move forward and then stopped in front of a bustling restaurant.

After getting out of the car, Lin Changfeng was about to leave when the driver behind him hurriedly shouted: "Here you go, fifty yuan."

Lin Changfeng felt helpless after touching his pocket.

He didn't seem to bring any money when he went out. Seeing the ferocious look on the driver's face, he frowned and said, "Wait for me here. I'll pay you when I get down."

The driver looked up at the restaurants lined with tall buildings, thought for a moment, shook his head and refused, "No! If I wait for you, how much business will be wasted? It's five hundred for a chartered car."

Just when Lin Changfeng was in trouble, a woman in professional attire came over. She had a professional smile on her face, and she looked professional at first sight.

"Mr. Lin, are you right? Miss has been waiting for you for a long time."

Then he glanced at the driver and waved him away.

"Mr. Lin, please come with me."

Turning around and entering the building, the woman glanced at the envelope in Lin Changfeng's hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Lin hasn't opened it yet?"

Faced with Lin Changfeng's indifferent attitude, the woman could only choose to remain silent.

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