Chapter 1768

Chu's mansion reopened, and the servant girls and guards who had left before returned. They didn't complain about this, but they were grateful to song Yange.

First of all, it's too hard to find such a well paid job.

Moreover, before they were dismissed, song Yan gave them a lot of fairy stones. Secondly, after they returned, song Yan raised their original salary by a hundred fairy stones. That half year's delay also paid them.

Therefore, they are more grateful to song inkstone.

This day.

Song Yan is holding a guitar to sing to a group of women.

The servant girl suddenly came to report. A man named Sima Zhen came to see him outside.

"Take them to the reception hall and wait!"

Song Yan drew a faint smile on his lips. He gave Nangong Mingyue an idea to make them alliance with other Tangkou. In fact, the main purpose was to force Sima Zhen.

Just ask, looking at the people below making a lot of Xianshi, it's just that the branch rudder has no input. Even if the helmsman can sit, other high-level officials can't.

In the long run, I'm afraid that the people's minds of the branch will be scattered. However, he has ambitions for the next leader of the Holy League. How can he let the people's minds of the branch be scattered?

Therefore, in order to ensure his status and interests, he must come to see song Yan.

However, it is not so easy for song Yan to yield to each other.

Half an hour later, the reception hall of Chu mansion.

Sima Zhen put the teacup in his hand, and his expression was slightly unhappy. That song Yan even hung him here for half an hour.

"This song inkstone is so arrogant!"

Zhou Yuxian's vicious way.

"Shut up!"

Sima Zhen stares at him coldly. If it was not for Zhou Yuxian's disadvantage, he would not be so passive. However, hearing Zhou Yuxian's words, there is still a resentment in his heart: "Song Yan, this seat will let you be arrogant for a while, and you will have a good taste of this seat's means!"

Just then.

There was a sound of footsteps outside. Then, song Yan walked into the reception hall with a slow step.

Sima Zhen didn't stand up and still sat on the chair.

See their own helmsman did not stand up, Zhou Yuxian and other Xuanxian will not stand up naturally.

Song Yan smiled disapprovingly and came to the throne and said, "I'm sorry, I've just met something to deal with. I'm late. I hope the head of Sima helm won't be surprised!"

Mouth said sorry, but Sima Zhen three people can see that song Yan did not apologize, mostly deliberately for it.

"Son of song, you didn't pay attention to our helmsman."

Zhou Yuxian's dissatisfied way.

Smell speech, song Yan face suddenly a cold: "how? I've apologized to you and explained why. What else do you want? "

"If you think I didn't pay attention to you, you can leave, and I didn't ask you to stay!"

"Besides, why do you come to me? Everyone knows that you need to have an attitude of asking for help. When you sneer at me like this, are you asking for help? Or do you want to have a show of authority? "

Song Yan's words were quite impolite, which made Zhou Yuxian's cheeks red and his heart full of resentment and anger.

"Yuxian, the son of Song said very well. If you want to ask for help, you should look like asking for help. Apologize to the son of song!" Sima Zhen began, not in a hurry.

"I...!"

Zhou Yuxian's face changed again. At last, he lowered his head toward song Yan and said, "I'm sorry, son of song, I just lost my word!"

Song Yan's face showed a smile again: "knowing the wrong can change nothing. When the perimeter is old, you should remember that you should not be so impatient and easily offend people!"

At once, Zhou Yuxian's face turned iron blue, but he nodded stiffly: "thank you for reminding me!"

Song Yan didn't pay any more attention to him. Instead, he saw Sima Zhen saying, "the head of Sima's helm doesn't speak in secret. I probably guessed something about your intention. You may as well be frank!"

Sima Zhen looked at Song Yan and said, "son of song, I hope you can give the danyao business directly to Dafeng branch!"

"You hope? By what! "

Song Yan asked with a sneer.

Sima Zhen's anger flashed deep in his eyes, but with a smile on his face, he said: "just because we have more power and more staff, if you give this business to us, we can help you seize all the markets with the fastest speed!"

Song Yan smiled and said, "I can't be moved by this point alone. There are nine sub rudders under the saint League. What the gale sub rudder can do, other sub rudders can do!"

Hearing this, Sima Zhen narrowed his eyes and said, "if you have any conditions, you can speak up!"

"I want the gale to work for me!"

Song inkstone's way is not urgent but not slow.

"Hahaha!"

Sima Zhen laughed, and did not hide his anger any more. He stared at Song Yan coldly: "son of song, do you overestimate yourself too much? You are a golden immortal, and you are also trying to control the gale indirectly?""The head of Sima helm doesn't agree. I think someone will agree!"

Song inkstone has a fearless way.

"You don't have that chance!" Sima Zhen said coldly, "son of the Song Dynasty, today, I will teach you to be a good girl. In the fairyland, if you don't have enough strength, you'd better not be too paranoid!"

"What? Is Sima the helmsman going to use his strength on me? " Song yanplay taste.

At the next moment, Sima Zhen grows up, and the later breath of Xuanxian comes out, covering the whole reception hall, making the air thick.

He looked at Song Yan and said, "I will put your words here. If you surrender to this seat, I will ascend to the position of the leader of the alliance. I can make you the elder of the Holy Alliance and have the chance to understand the immortal code. But if you don't understand the interest, I will have to capture you and enslave you with the forbidden method. Now, I will give you ten breathing time, which is the surrender of this seat I am still a slave to you! "

"The helmsman of Sima is so confident?" Song inkstone is light, there is no panic on his face.

"Time is running out. Young master song should have made a choice."

Sima Zhen hurried impatiently.

Suddenly.

Song Yan took a step and disappeared in the reception hall.

"Where to go!"

Sima Zhen took a sip and disappeared in the same place. Zhou Yuxian and other Xuanxian saw this and hurriedly followed.

Half a quarter of an hour later, in the sky over some wasteland, song Yan stood up with his hands in the air and floated. He was dressed in a white robe and danced without wind. His black hair was elegant and unrestrained.

At the next moment, Sima Zhen appears in the sky not far away.

"Hum!"

With a cold hum, Sima Zhen grabs song Yan with his hands. Suddenly, song Yan has a big golden fingerprint on his head. At the same time, the void around him is also imprisoned.

The other side does not use the rule, only uses the Xuanxian yuan power.

"Master Sima, you look down on me like this?"

Song Yan shakes his head secretly, raises his hand and blows it up. The golden fingerprint that is about to fall is smashed by his fist.

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