On the banks of the Seine in autumn, the sun is shining, like a beautiful ancient poem.

The leaves of the plane trees on both sides of the road slowly turn yellow and red, and everywhere they are golden.

Pedestrians on the road wore coats and hot coffee in their hands, enjoying the warmth of the sun in the sky.

Dracula leaned on the corner, his cold gaze scanning the street like an ultra-clear camera.

His nose occasionally twitched, analyzing the identity of passers-by from the other party's every move and the body odor emanating from his body.

'It stinks. I smell hundreds of people of the opposite sex, and she has slept with hundreds of people of the opposite sex at least.

'Barely stinky, the taste of ten people of the opposite sex'

'Neither will this one'

'Oh shit, this bitch has crossed with livestock?' ’

'Oh my God, isn't there a virgin?' ’

A passing woman was excluded by him, and Dracula's heart sank.

He just wanted to drink a sip of virgin pure blood, was it that hard?

Not only that, but what happened to the black slaves who walked through the streets with their heads held high?

Aren't these filthy fellows supposed to be working the estate?

What about their masters, who let them leave the manor without hindrance?

Oh shit, the world is definitely sick!

'No, I'm going to correct it, I'm going to correct it little by little, and get it back on track!' ’

Dracula hated in his heart, and his eyes continued to wander around.

'Huh'

At this moment, a blonde girl walked in front of him, and his eyes lit up.

He smelled purity from the girl, she must still be a virgin!

"Oh, Darling, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Dracula stepped forward, his eyes flashing with an eerie light, and he shouted familiarly.

"Your dear, it's me who is wrong, I'm sorry."

The girl looked up to meet his gaze, instantly became sluggish, and quickly recovered.

She apologized like a girl who was late for a date, hugged Dracula's neck, and kissed him.

"It's okay, let's go."

Dracula, who has extraordinary mental powers, uses a trick to capture the first blood slave since he was born.

Soon, the two found a hotel, and under the ambiguous gaze of the boss, they walked into the room.

The girl who was affected by mental power hugged Dracula's neck and gnawed, like a girl in love.

'Click'

Dracula's eyes turned red, revealing two sharp fangs that bit the girl's neck.

The 'gurgling' blood was sucked into his mouth, and the girl rolled her eyes and fainted.

Girl: I thought it was a wonderful encounter, but I didn't expect you to suck my blood?

"Oh? Is this the blood of virgins, what a delicacy in the world! ”

"Listi Ribeiro, an eighteen-year-old Englishman, from an upper-class family, a student at Newcastle University, came to Paris for a tour"

"Oh, she has one-eighth royal blood, and her ancestors were nobles?"

"What bullshit nobles, compared to the noble blood clan, shit is not as good."

The girl on the big bed slept soundly, with two fresh tooth holes in her delicate neck.

Dracula closed his eyes and licked his lips, reveling in the aftertaste.

He was receiving the girl's memories and soon found out her identity, much to his displeasure.

Compared with the noble blood clan, the so-called nobles in the world are all shit!

Oh no, except for the master, who is more noble than me.

"I need money, I need a huge amount of influence!"

"My noble blood glory starts with you!"

Dissatisfaction to dissatisfaction, Dracula knows that he can't stand up to the rules of the world now.

He can only use the rules now and actively integrate into them to strengthen himself.

When you reach a certain level of strength, you can make your own rules and become the controller and manipulator of the rules.

Dracula looked down at the girl on the bed, her eyes flickering for a moment.

"In the name of Dracula Su, the Baron of the Blood Clan, I give you the supreme glory of the Blood Slave!"

He recited an incomprehensible ancient blood spell from his mouth, marking the girl as a blood slave and becoming his first blood slave.

Blood slaves are the most lowly of slaves, and they willingly give everything to their masters.

However, the descendants exist for the continuation of the inheritance lineage, and the development of descendants is by no means an easy task, and it must be carefully selected before it can be decided.

"Greetings to your dear master, your blood slave Listi!"

A flash of blood flashed, and the girl on the bed opened her eyes and prostrated respectfully in front of Dracula.

"In the future, you don't have to call yourself a blood slave in public, just call me the boss."

Dracula looked satisfied and said indifferently.

"Yes, dear master."

Listy said yes.

"Get up first, I'll give you a task."

"Do whatever it takes to make money for me and help me find pure virgins, the more the better!"

Dracula nodded and commanded.

"Honorable master, blood slaves obey."

Listy replied again.

"Alright, let's go."

After the two exchanged contact information, Dracula sent the girl away.

Listy bowed and respectfully exited the room.

"This is only my first blood slave, but by no means the last!"

Later, Dracula also left the hotel and continued to search for prey.

Following.

In the warehouse in the east of the city, Su Qing received high-quality grain seeds from the agricultural materials company.

It even comes with a number of promotional materials for various planting species, as well as planting manuals.

"It's quite sweet."

After looking through the contents of the planting manual, Su Qing was not too satisfied.

I just gave these promotional materials and planting manuals to Xu Huaping for her next purchase.

After putting the grain into his personal space, he handed it to Xu Huaping.

Along with it, there is also a set of traversers and three gods that I purchased yesterday.

"Little sister, I bought what you wanted, please accept it."

After sending the supplies to Xu Huaping, on the way home, Su Qing sent another private message.

"Oh, I see, little brother is so fast."

"I'm too lazy to ask about the price, and it's not the first time we've dealt with each other."

"Well, I'm so poor that I only have money left, so I'll send you a little gold."

Soon, Xu Huaping received the grain and books, and after carefully checking them, he was very satisfied.

With this batch of materials, she will be able to transform the Daqian Dynasty little by little according to the grand blueprint in her heart.

After thinking about it, Xu Huaping took out a box of gold from his personal space and sent it to Su Qing.

She doesn't leave her things in the warehouse, and it's safer and more secure to carry them with her.

"Okay, whatever you want."

Su Qing doesn't care, these grains cost him more than three million, presumably Xu Huaping will not be stingy.

【Ding! You received a red envelope (1,000 kg of gold) from 'Qing Wear Xu Picture Screen'. 】

The next moment, a big red envelope popped up.

woc！ Another ton of gold?

Su Qingren was numb.

Add that tonne to that and that's 2.5 tonnes of gold.

Convert it again, at least worth a billion yuan!

'Hold the grass, I'm going to be a billionaire?' ’

With this calculation, Su Qing was even more numb.

"Little sister, this is too much, right?"

"Could it be that you want to support me? Ha ha! ”

A ton of gold is worth at least four or five billion, a hundred times the benefit.

It's crazy.

"Haha, I said it all, now I'm so poor that I only have money left."

"In the future, there will be a lot of trouble for the little brother, so you can take it."

After copying the entire Jiangnan, Xu Huaping's gold in his hand exceeded five million taels, that is, more than two hundred tons.

In addition to gold, there are more than 30 million taels of silver, cultural antiques, celebrity calligraphy and paintings, and various treasures.

I have to say that many families in Jiangnan are too rich, and they have a wave of fat!

"Okay, I'm not polite to you, just say what you need in the future."

Su Qing was right when she thought about it, I was polite to the rich woman.

Then, he happily received the gold into his personal space.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely look for you if there's something."

"Yes, young lady is welcome to hit me with gold."

After a few words of laughter, the two disconnected.

Kyushu World.

Ziyang City, the hall of the City Lord's Mansion.

Wang Sheng, who has an elegant temperament, sits on the main seat, not angry and arrogant.

Below sat a group of his subordinates, one by one, sitting up straight, looking ahead.

"Guys, aren't you curious why I summoned you here?"

After everyone arrived, Wang Sheng said loudly.

All the people looked at him in unison, and did not answer, waiting for him to speak.

"Wang Qi, come on!"

Wang Sheng looked at a subordinate beside him, who was also a brother who had grown up with him.

"Qiqi City Lord, as well as my colleagues, my subordinates have just received the news that the Quartet Sect has cut off our grain path and saw that we are not in chaos, so they ordered the third-rate sects such as Baiyun Mansion, Canglan Mansion, and Tianyuan Gate to attack us together with the surrounding eight cities, and they are bound to wipe us out! The situation is urgent, please decide the city lord! ”

The general named Wang Qi stood up, looked at everyone, and said some shocking news.

"What? The Sifang Sect is so domineering, not to mention that it has cut off our food routes, and it will never be possible to kill them all? ”

"City Lord, let's fight with them."

"That's right, let's kill one by one, let's kill two and kill a pair, our Ziyang City is not easy to mess with."

Everyone was in an uproar, and one by one stood up and roared loudly.

Wang Sheng looked around, and everyone didn't dare to look at him, so he quieted down.

"Fight, it must be beaten, I Wang Sheng never knows how to write the words that I am afraid of."

"But how to fight is a science."

His face was full of majesty, and he said: "We must not only fight, but also win, and win beautifully!" ”

"Fight with one punch, lest a hundred punches come!"

"When others heard my Wang Sheng's name, they trembled with fright, and they didn't dare to provoke us."

"Tell me, how to fight?"

At the beginning, Wang Sheng could not bear the suffering of his brothers in the same village, so he led them to rebel.

After taking Ziyang City, he didn't have much ambition, and he didn't think about how much territory he wanted to build.

But unfortunately, I don't take the initiative to provoke others, but others can't tolerate me!

In that case, there's nothing to say, hit the special mother!

"Back to the city lord, my subordinates feel that we can block the enemy in advance and keep the enemy out."

"My subordinates think we can try to win over a group."

When everyone listened, their blood boiled, and they quickly discussed.

Parallel world, Xiangjiang.

Since getting the first manuscript fee, Wang Xiaobao has worked hard to copy ah, no, it should be the follow-up content of "Zhu Xian".

With his hand speed, he can write 15,000 words a day.

Anyway, you don't have to think about it, just copy it.

The only drawback is that it can't be discovered.

Therefore, he locked himself in his home every day and immersed himself in the great business of copying books.

A week later, Wang Xiaobao handed in the first 100,000 words of the manuscript and completed the word count requirements on the previous contract.

At the same time, he also got all the follow-up manuscript fees, a total of 6,960 yuan.

After going back, Wang Xiaobao continued to copy the book, preparing to finish all the manuscripts that followed.

On the other hand, after the editor-in-chief Zhou got the manuscript of the first 100,000 words, he was very satisfied.

The next day, in the supplement of Oriental Daily, the 13,000-word opening of "Zhu Xian" was serialized.

The subtitle reads: 'Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are dogs!' ’

The majestic title is really eye-catching, and it's hard not to notice it.

Wang Xiaobao got the newspaper, looked at the layout, and was greatly surprised.

The content published on the entire page, from Zhang Xiaofan's appearance, to Puzhi's appearance, and the mysterious man in black, and finally Zhang Xiaofan passed out in a coma.

Not to mention anything else, the fight between Puzhi and the man in black alone is enough to attract people to watch.

[Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder; Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword! 】

Summoning Thunder for your own use, it's not too handsome!

"I hope it can be a hit, and I will have the confidence to raise the price later."

"Even if the old fox of Editor-in-Chief Zhou is reluctant, I have a big deal to change to a newspaper."

"I'm famous, but I'm afraid I won't make any money?"

Wang Xiaobao's first thought was joy, the words I wrote finally turned into lead prints, which is so good! Earn it all for my old Wang's family!

Subsequently, he quickly reacted and was pitted by the old fox of Editor-in-Chief Zhou!

Thirteen,000 words were released at one time, occupying so much space, that it was inevitable to sacrifice the content of other pages.

If it weren't for his full confidence, Editor-in-Chief Zhou would never have taken such a risk.

In other words, this old guy is obviously very optimistic about him, but he tries his best to keep the price down, it's too bad!

The other side.

The Clear Water Bay set in Jiahe.

Bruce Lee is filming the movie "Game of Death", which he will lead in, direct and direct.

During the intermission, everyone was reading the newspaper to relax.

After Bruce Lee finished arranging the work in hand, he also picked up a copy of "Oriental Daily" and read it.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, he was instantly attracted by the plot inside.

The unbridled imagination of that day, the Taoist method of resisting the sky and thunder for his own use, and the worldview of the opposition between good and evil, all attracted Bruce Lee's mind.

He even looked at it and wondered, is there really a Tao in the world?

"Hey, why is it gone, what's going on behind Zhang Xiaofan, who is that man in black?"

Unconsciously, after reading the serialized plot, Bruce Lee was still unfinished and itching.

"This old king next door is very powerful, and he is definitely not a rookie author."

"Another day, when I have time, I must visit Editor-in-Chief Zhou, find this author, and have a good chat with him."

Putting away the newspaper, Bruce Lee secretly decided in his heart.

Not only him, the appearance of "Zhu Xian" is like a calm lake being smashed into a big stone, and the entire Xiangjiang River is a sensation.

As soon as it was spread to ten, ten to hundred, many people heard its name and immediately went to buy a copy of the Oriental Daily.

In just half a day's work, the 80,000 copies of the newspaper printed that day were sold out.

There were even people who fought because they grabbed the last newspaper, which made "Zhu Xian" even more legendary.

On the first day, 80,000 copies of the newspaper were sold out.

The next day, 40,000 copies were printed and sold out again.

On the third day, 180,000 copies were printed and sold out in the evening.

The book Zhuxian finally completely caused a sensation in the entire Xiangjiang, breaking the highest record and creating a sales miracle.

On the fourth day, the headlines on the front pages of the major newspapers were all changed to the beginning related to Zhu Xian.

Regardless of whether the thing is true or not, the content of the opening title is all made up:

"Oriental Daily turned things around, and the sales of the newspaper soared from 80,000 to 180,000 copies!"

"Zhu Xian was born out of thin air, stirring up the turmoil in the Xiangjiang River, what kind of film is this?"

"The author of Zhu Xian, 'The Old King Next Door', who is it?"

"According to the grapevine, 'Lao Wang next door' once submitted Zhuxian to Ming Pao, but was rejected by the front desk, and he switched to Oriental Daily in desperation, I don't know what Mr. Jin Yong thinks of this matter?"

"It is said that the 'Lao Wang next door' got the manuscript fee from the Oriental Daily News for only the price of a cabbage of 1,000 words."

(End of chapter)