Chapter 242

When he turned his right hand, blue water droplets surrounded him, and in front of him, the Xuanji sword wrapped in clear water trembled. Even though it had the power of thunder and lightning to destroy the world, but under the current, it was Eaten to death, there is no resistance.

"Ding!" With a flick of his index finger, the Xuanji knife was inserted into the stake. He raised his head and drank the fine wine from the cup. His long and narrow eyes were slightly closed, as if he was drunk among the mangosteens, with a faint sense of intoxication.

"Young Master, Young Master, Qian'er knows it's wrong, knows it's wrong..." The tragic cry echoed among the mangosteens, the blood-stained green bamboos were slowly growing, and the figure kneeling on the ground dyed the ground red. Constantly twitching and looking at the person in front of him, the more calm he is, the more uneasy she is.

He is clearly such a gentle person, but his method of doing things is like a devil.

His slightly drunk cheeks were slightly raised, he smiled softly, shook his head and said, "I'm not your son, and you're not my Qian'er. You have to pay back the debt you owe slowly. Drag it on..."

A black figure suddenly appeared, and the indistinct figure wrapped around her thin body, completely swallowing her up and disappearing without a trace, leaving only the terrifying scream, which shocked countless people in the forest. of birds.

"The enchantress from the dark night, huh... Should I go and play with you..." With his fingertips across the lake, he stared at himself in the water and smiled. He whispered softly: "The nine stars are coming, the continent is reorganized, the South Dou lives, the Big Dipper dies, the heaven and the earth are one, and there is no more life and death. This ridiculous curse of fate is also coming to an end. The one who holds the seven stars will solve the world, Yaoji, you How to solve it?"

The desolate land is no better than the Sang country. The sky with the flying yellow sand was extremely gloomy, and the old and dilapidated houses were eroded by war. No one wiped the dusty ancient scrolls, and that Cen City was like an empty city. The welcoming team entered, no one welcomed it, and it was extremely shabby.

Covering his nose and inciting the yellow sand in front of him, Wei Na, who was sitting on the sedan chair, looked at this unbearable Cencheng. Why, it was different from the legend. Isn't Yun Country a better city than Sang Country, why now...

Prince Cen's mansion was decorated with lanterns, much more ornate than the buildings outside.

Wiener was relieved a lot, thinking that this was a temporary foothold, and he was relieved. Anyway, she will marry Mu Cangyun, and she will live in the imperial city from now on, and she is unwilling to stay here. I have cleaned up here, and I know to hang up festive lanterns to welcome her arrival.

However, Feng Qingge knew that in the few months since she and Mu Cangyun left, this Prince Cen's mansion has not changed at all, and even the red lanterns hanging on it were the last time they arrived in Cencheng, and they were considered to welcome her. Time to get it up. I have to say that the cleaning of Prince Cen's mansion is very good. After leaving for a few months, when I came back, it was still like this.

Turning over and dismounting, Feng Qingge was about to enter the front door.

"Hey, what's the matter with you!" Weiner shouted coquettishly, the red trailing tail fell on the ground, she was like a victorious rooster, holding her head high and proudly said: "Today is my entry, I am expensive For Princess Sang, it is natural to go through the front door."

"Idiot." With a white glance at Wiener, Feng Qingge walked in directly from the front door.

Luo Xing, who was making a face, stuck out his tongue and laughed, "You're poor, don't even look at the front door and the side door. There's a dog hole on the opposite side, go and dig in."

"Me!" Weiner's face was flushed with anger. He wanted to give Feng Qingge some color when he entered the door. She has a higher status than Feng Qingge. The color was not given, but they were ridiculed by them.

Quickly holding Mu Cangyun's arm, Weiner said coquettishly, "Cangyun, look at her, what is she like."

"It's really indecent. I'll talk about her in a while, come and take Weiner back to the room." Mu Cangyun said coldly, waving away.

Wiener even stomped his feet and entered the palace with the guards on the side.

Unfolding the map in his hand and laying it flat on the table, Feng Qingge, holding a writing brush, pondered, looking at Cencheng surrounded by Jianshan, and the plain of Sang Country outside, like an isolated city, with absolutely nothing. Resources.

It is really difficult to develop.

"How about it, let me tell you, it's not that easy. I have researched here many times, but to no avail. The people in Jiancheng refused to open the door, put an end to communication with Cencheng, and cut off all daily necessities and food in our city. I’m about to run out of food, even if I have money, it’s hard to buy food.” Shrugging his shoulders helplessly, Zheng Zixu stepped on the stool, fluttering his long flowing hair, and sighed, “I miss me Zheng Zixu, I will live my whole life. No matter where I go, I have countless wealth. Unfortunately, it is difficult to buy a plate of Chinese food. When I ran out of ammunition and food, I realized that if I invent something that can eat gold as food, more perfect."

"Only you would be such a loser and treat gold as food." Glancing at Zheng Zixu, Feng Qingge smiled disdainfully.

The brush in his hand fell, and Jiancheng quickly drew a circle, and said coldly: "Obviously, the people in Jiancheng targeted us because of the influence of the court insiders. We just want to trap us here. If we want to develop, there are only two ways. First, open Sword City and do business with the cities in the cloud country."

"It's impossible, how could that old man from Mantianlin open the city gate and let us earn their money. As you said, if someone really targets us, it would be killing this old man with money. He won't open the door either." Zheng Zixu immediately vetoed his first thought.

He has tried to cooperate with other places, but Jiancheng is the most important place. If the city gate is not opened, the time and money spent will be completely doubled, which is too wasteful. What's more, the people in Jiancheng guarded various channels. Once the merchants passed through, they would be detained and imprisoned. Many merchants did not dare to come. Zheng Zixu's three-inch incorrupt tongue, even if he talked through other businessmen, he couldn't let Jiancheng let him go.

This first method is naturally negative.

Helplessly raised her eyebrows, Feng Qingge drew a cross in the circle of Jiancheng, the arrow pointed directly at Cencheng, and said coldly: "Since the first method does not work, then only the second method! Diplomacy fails, We have to rely on internal development. If other places don’t provide us with resources, we will develop ourselves!”

"What are you doing?" Zheng Zixu almost jumped up. He had never thought of this idea himself, so he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva. He pointed at Cencheng on the map and said, "Sister Tangyuan, we are now in the grassland. Among Jiancheng, Jiancheng is closed, our geographical location is not good, the land is barren, even if we plant seeds, we don’t know what we can produce. Besides, it is impossible to develop within three months. , In three months, even if you plant a sapling, it will not start to grow."