"Mr. Song needs to pay some price." Chen Jing said to Song Lu.

He wasn't going to do anything about Master Song. Song Valve's strength was what he needed. Song Lu's words can also be borrowed from the slope to get off the donkey.

And with Song Shidao's impulse, he could take the opportunity to talk about some cooperation with Song Valve. However, neither he nor Song Lu can put this kind of conspiracy on the surface, which will make the people of the world vigilant, so the sound transmission technique is necessary.

"Of course, I just don't know what the price will be?" Song Lu also replied.

"I have a letter to Lord Song. Mr. Song will remember to send someone to pick it up later. This matter is very important, it must be kept secret, and Mr. Wanwang Song is careful," Chen Jing said.

After all, Song Que is just Song Que's Song Valve, Chen Jing can only talk to Song Que if he wants to, and it is useless to talk to Song Lu.

"Song will send the most trustworthy person to go, I don't know where the Iron Banner King lives?" Song Lu Dao. He also knows his role to play.

"Today, Wang Bo set up a banquet in Manqingyuan, and I think Song Valve must have an invitation in hand. Send someone to me somewhere. Chen Jing said.

"I will not disappoint the Iron Banner King." Song Lu is sure.

Their transmission lasted for a short time. It was so short that those who watched the battle thought it was just an ordinary confrontation.

The people of Jianghu could not have imagined that in such a short period of time, Song Valve and the Iron and Blood Banner Gate reached a simple cooperation intention.

"Looking at the heavenly knife face, Chen will let Song Gongzi go this time." When Chen Jing and Song Lu's conspiracy ended, they began to perform for the people in the rivers and lakes.

The people of the rivers and lakes only need to know that this time the children's awkward level of the competition is about to end.

"The Iron Banner King is benevolent, Song is thankful." Song Lu bowed.

"Shidao, if you have enough trouble, you will leave with your two little brothers." He concluded.

……

Leaving Song Valve and others, Chen Jing and Hou Xibai went to Manqingyuan together.

Hou Xibai didn't say what he came to Chen Jing to do after all.

Chen Jing didn't ask. Because it doesn't matter.

What Hou Xibai can do is to find out the news. Whether it is for Concubine Xuan or for Shi Zhixuan, Hou Xibai can do just like this.

For the rest, he is not capable of doing it. And even if he inquired about the news, Hou Xibai didn't know what to do. He, the prodigal son of the flowers, "dreaming of Yangzhou once in ten years and winning the name of Qinglou Bo Xing" is his main business, and forget about the rest.

Compared with Hou Xibai, Song Shidao's performance just now attracted Chen Jing's attention.

The reason for the attention is not that Song Shidao has made great progress in martial arts.

That's nothing. Even if Song Shidao's martial arts go further, it will not make much sense to dominate the world, let alone now.

The reason why Chen Jing really attaches importance to it is the thoughts that Song Shidao showed in his martial arts.

That's the way of the extreme sword.

It is completely impossible for Song Shidao to dominate the world. Chen Jing thought.

The more passionate a person is, the lower his desire for power, and he no longer has a sense of his family and country. It's like the farthest wave on this road, if he really has the desire for power, he won't be in love with the mountains and rivers all day long.

Without a qualified heir, the Song Lords will inevitably look for allies. Among the old forces, Li Mi, who was originally optimistic about Song Que, is dead, Li Que is not happy with Song Que, and the rest are too mediocre, so it seems that Song Que can only choose me. Chen Jing pondered.

Perhaps this kind of idea Song Que has already revealed to important people like Song Lu and other important people of the Song Valve, so this time Song Lu agreed so refreshingly. Interesting, maybe Song Shidao's challenge this time was not improvised, but they calculated that Song Shidao's ability was nothing to me, and I had enough capital to restrain my murderous nature, and it would inevitably end peacefully in the end. That's when they can take the opportunity to connect with me. No one in the world would have imagined that the two forces that were still fighting for life and death just now would suddenly form an alliance.

"Brother Chen, we're here. Xibai still has some mundane affairs, but he can't be with Brother Chen. While thinking about it, Hou Xibai's voice suddenly sounded.

Are you going to find Concubine Xuan? This Hou Xibai is really not suitable for messing around in this troubled world. If he was born in a prosperous era, he would not have the opportunity to leave a name in history like Du Mu. It's a pity that a talent. If it weren't for the hostility of the copies, I would really like to take this kid to Pegasus Ranch and let him create some interesting works for the warriors in the spirit of the new era.

Thinking in his heart, Chen Jing didn't say it. Hou Xibai couldn't listen to this kind of talk at all.

The prodigal son never listened to the words of others.

Although Man Qingyuan is a green building, he has not sold himself at all, otherwise he would not have invited Shang Xiufang.

In this era, the scope of the so-called Qinglou is very wide, and Man Qingyuan, which focuses on singing and dancing skills, will be classified into the category of Grand Theater in later generations.

Otherwise, do you really think that the gathering of the major forces with a sense of competition will choose a kiln with a vulgar charm?

At the gate of Manqingyuan, Chen Jing saw Ba Fenghan who was bragging about Shuanglong.

He obviously regarded Man Qingyuan as a green building in the general sense, and was suggesting that Shuanglong find four or five girls to accompany him.

Chen Jing didn't hide anything when he approached, and was looked at by them.

Shuanglong subconsciously cast a hateful gaze at Chen Jing.

"If I were you, I wouldn't have been provoking me when my martial arts were not successful. Although I said that I would give you a chance, if you miss, things will not be fun. Chen Jing said.

Originally, he raised Shuanglong with the intention of letting Shuanglong's destiny bring him some world origins. But as time passed, Chen Jing's power became bigger and bigger, and the gap with Shuanglong became bigger, and Shuanglong could hardly find an opportunity to cause him trouble. The Song Shidao found today is already the limit of the current Shuanglong. It is conceivable that in the future, the waves that Ssangyong can set off will probably become weaker and weaker, and the usefulness to Chen Jing will become smaller and smaller.

Now Chen Jing's attitude towards Ssangyong is getting closer and closer to dispensable. The Tang Shuanglong, the protagonist of the Mandate of Heaven, who once paid attention, is now down to the level of Hou Xibai. He inevitably adopted a condescending attitude towards Ssangyong.

However, for Ssangyong, Chen Jing's status is getting heavier and heavier. Chen Jing not only killed the first godmother who cared about them, Fu Junwu, but also killed their godfather Du Fuwei, and also occupied Kou Zhong's birthplace, Jingling, which directly broke their dream of dominating the world.

"You!" Shuanglong, who attaches such importance to Chen Jing, of course, can't stand Chen Jing's high-minded attitude.

"Don't fall for the tricks, two brothers. He is undermining your self-confidence, making it difficult for you to maintain your state of mind, and your martial arts progress will be slow in the future. Ba Fenghan grabbed Shuanglong.

"Ba Fenghan, you horse thieves dare to stir up trouble in the Central Plains, you didn't hit my hand before, this time you don't want to leave Luoyang." Chen Jing said coldly to Ba Feng.

For the sake of the art of unity between man and horse, he must solve the problem of Ba Fenghan. And now Ba Fenghan is also a little famous, and the idea of fighting him to earn fame can also be realized.

Ba Feng smiled coldly. He hadn't seen Chen Jing make a move. Looking at Chen Jing's appearance, he was only twenty-seven or eighteen, and he didn't think that Chen Jing could beat him.

"I'm waiting for you. I just hope you don't have to be beheaded by me in a few moves. Ba Fenghan looked at Chen Jing defiantly.

Chen Jing frowned. Ba Fenghan's martial arts are very good, but they are far worse than him. Fighting for life and death, Chen Jing was sure that he would not let Ba Fenghan survive ten moves. At such a level, he dared to speak disrespectfully to him, and he really wanted to cut him directly.

"Slow down!" A voice came suddenly.

"This place is an elegant place, but a few people are tense, how disappointing. Why don't you let the little brother be the east, and please enjoy it? ”