"Get out! Don't let out a stinky fart!" Song Xiaokui was angry, jumped out, and scolded this black-headed and black-faced guy.

Tang Hei endured it, but he didn't dare to attack, and silently walked in the direction of Liuli City.

"Don't send it!" Long Xinghe added.

Some guests of the Song Qingshu family dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, they were not strong enough, so they could only go back to rescue the soldiers.

Song Dakong's eyes were cold, and he watched them leave.

Those absentees who worked in the gas veins were also frightened by the powerful coercion he had just made, and they all sat down on the ground one by one.

The strength of these absentees is not high, and they are generally the overlords of the realm of seeing and hearing and the realm of armament, and in order to support their families, they work hard here to dig deep into the mountains and mineral veins.

They are nameless, working in shifts day and night, earning more if they can bear it, and patting their butts if they can't bear it, and leaving with some gas crystals to make a living.

What's more, barely holding on, even more dying here.

They are all disgraced, and they cough from time to time, which has made them sick for a long time.

The crazy excavation of the Song Qingshu family made many of them describe them as withered, depressed, and not like they were individuals at all.

Although Song Dakong pitied them, he needed this group of absenteeism, but he was not as ruthless as Song Qingshu, he was paid more and worked less hours.

Now, recruiting talents is imminent, and if those powerful overlords don't come, he will sit up from the beginning and give them rich rewards from the lowest level of absenteeism.

"You take the gas spar and go back to rest, from now on I will be here from six to nine in the morning, not working day and night, if you are satisfied, you can call your brothers and friends to come over, my reward is definitely more than what Tang Hei gave!"

Song Dakong cut the railway.

These absentees suddenly burst into joy, and even wept with gratitude, and knelt down to thank them for their great kindness.

"You don't have to be like this, you work for my Song family's northern branch, I will naturally not disappoint you, one day, I, Song Dakong, will definitely return to one of the four major forces in Liuli City!"

Those absenteeism are all hot in their eyes, and they are also infected by their emotions at this moment.

After these hard-working absenteeisms left, Song Dakong's firmness turned into melancholy.

"Boss Song is worried that the qi veins in his hands won't last long?" Long Xinghe suddenly asked.

"Yes, whether it is to recruit wise men or to be compassionate about absenteeism, I am afraid that our gas crystals will not be able to last for a long time. ”

"It's easy to do, you let a few trusted cronies find some heaven and earth spiritual objects in Liuli City or the deep mountains, and leave the rest to me!" Long Xinghe said confidently.

A flash of hope suddenly flashed in Song Dakong's eyes, "Do you have a way?"

Long Xinghe smiled, did not speak, but took out a four-grade pill from his sleeve, this thing, put it in the nether, it is also something that makes the overlord rush to it.

The Qi Beasts of the Nether are fierce and sacrifice a lot to hunt and kill, so they can only be used for emergencies.

But the Danshi of the Nether is very scarce, and once, there was a Danshi in the northern branch of the Song family, and his status was only below Song Xiaokui's grandfather.

But with the death of Song Xiaokui's grandfather, that Danshi went to the Song Qingshu family to help it rise and become a force in the sky.

Long Xinghe's domineering spirit came out early, isolating the voice, which is a secret that belongs to the highest level.

"Boss Song, your baby daughter is destined for me, so I do my best to help you, but I can't guarantee that I can restore your family to its former glory, but at least, it shouldn't be worse than Song Qingshu's family!"

Long Xinghe's self-confidence turned Song Dakong's melancholy into joy, this young man has shown his strength many times, and his irresistible charm and strength have a kind of magic that makes people admire.

"In this way, I, Song Dakong, can only marry the little girl to you, a genius boy, hahaha. Song Dakong smiled with open eyebrows.

"Well, Boss Song, you're mistaken, I didn't mean to do that, it's just that we are mutually beneficial. Your daughter already has a sweetheart, and I, what I need, I don't have it for the time being, and I'll tell you when I think of it. Long Xinghe politely rejected the marriage that was forced on him.

Song Dakong was a little disappointed and felt sorry for his daughter.

can make his family rise to the level of Song Qingshu's family, which is also something that Song Dakong can't do.

After a long time, the two finished discussing.

First, recruit powerful hegemons.

Second, he bought Linghua Lingcao everywhere for the alchemy of the Dragon Xinghe, and urgently sold it to the Qinglong Club in exchange for gas spars.

Third, guard the qi veins here well to prevent the Song Qingshu family from taking it by force.

As for the other matters of children's affection, Song Dakong also made a promise not to mention the matter of marrying his daughter to Song Rongzi, which is also Long Xinghe's only request for the time being.

This kind of simple thing can be done by Song Dakong with a nod, and it is not difficult at all.

In the dead of night, everyone rested in the simple tents of the gas veins.

At the highest point of the gas vein, Long Xinghe took out the Tianlong Ding again, and there was no accident, he was sad about the death of his parents again, the kind of sourness that he couldn't even find the body and couldn't be buried, which made him depressed.

Although Song Xiaokui was a little pitiful and almost became a victim of the family, but what's the matter, there is also a father and mother, but Long Xinghe is not, it can be said that he is alone now.

He wouldn't have been so troubled and took such a big risk to help Song Xiaokui's family.

But he couldn't see that the father and daughter looked at each other coldly because of all the things in the world, and even turned against each other.

Perhaps, he can only see that kind of ice release in others.

The dragon is ashamed to do this, and so is the sending of Xiaokui.

At the same time, he can't stand the feeling of being torn apart between lovers.

An unprecedented sense of loneliness surrounded him, and it was the loneliness of the heart.

It's like a mountain without flowing water, without agility, without charm.

How long will Long Xinghe wait to see that charming and moving smile.

Perhaps only Shangguan Wan'er's accommodation can relieve the sorrow in his heart.

But that icy hot rose has already gone away, and it is too late to be gentle.

When it rained that day, the two were already at the fork in the road of life and death, and from then on, Long Xinghe could only envy this other person's guard.

The evening breeze was breezy and cool, Long Xinghe forgot to fight with the past, his eyes stared ahead, and he fell into a stupor.

。。。。。。

In the distance, somewhere in Liuli City, a woman in a purple gauze skirt also looked in an unknown direction, and she was also deep in thought, even sluggish.

The cold sky is vast, holding the prosperity and sadness, bending the eyebrows, fate is destined to become the past.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny.

Suddenly it began to drizzle in the sky, and the two people on different sides of the sky, listening to the sound of the rain, seemed to have fallen into a dream that did not want to wake up.

The music is like a flowing spring, and the sharp sound of the hollow guqin urging rain seems to be broken after a long practice.

In the ruthless traces of the years, there is a watery tenderness and a dreamy voice.

The two met in a dream, and when the light of fate stung their eyes, they couldn't see each other, but the tremor of spiritual resonance could not be stopped for a long time.

Liuli City was already blurred, Xing Qingqing looked into the distance in a daze, and asked herself lightly, "Who are you?"

Longxing River Channel: "I am. . . ”

Suddenly, the hearts of the two of them trembled violently, and the sound of spiritual resonance suddenly exploded near the ears of the two.

The rain became heavier and heavier, so that the two who had no domineering protection already felt cold, and the unconscious dream also woke up.

Long Xinghe sighed and flew down from the qi ore vein, and now, something strange happened to him again.

"Phoenix, who was that woman in that dream just now?" asked Long Xinghe.

"What dream? weren't you in a daze just now?" the blue phoenix was puzzled.

The resonance of fate is unknown even to the blue phoenix.

Long Xinghe thought of too many people at once, those who had passed through his life, the people he cared about.

So he took it for granted that this dream was a dream after he stood up and fell asleep.

When he woke up, the dream became clearer and clearer, lingering for a long time.

That vague figure was not Shangguan Wan'er, it seemed to be a familiar but unfamiliar figure.

Long Xinghe's head hurt a little, maybe it was the bright light in the dream that stung him, and he muttered to himself: "There are so many strange things, even I feel a little nervous myself." ”

(To be continued!)