Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

How to make money? Ling Qingyu tapped her finger on the low table involuntarily. As soon as she acted, the people in the room suddenly calmed down. Ling Yunfei and Alan looked around without realizing it, and calmed down.

"Where is Yangming Mountain?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"In the territory of Huizhou, Longyou." Meng Su got up, took a map and showed it to Ling Qingyu.

"Close to Lanzhou?" Ling Qingyu looked at the place and said, "I heard that Yaoyue said that their magic sect does not lack money, why?"

"Not short of money?" Ling Yunfei asked suspiciously.

"Yeah, when he hung me from that tree, I offered him a million taels of gold for self redemption. He said that they don’t need money to give him money. It’s better to play me to death. It’s more fun to let me die. "Ling Qingyu replied casually looking at the map. Look at this location, not far from Lanzhou, not short of money? Why not short of money? Unless he has a good road to money! By the way, this is it! If I remember correctly, there is a very famous place here.

She looked at the map wholeheartedly, without noticing the silence in the house, and then patted the map and said, "I remember, isn't this the Silver City! No wonder that there is no shortage of money, rely on me, it is rich in silver, gold and copper mines. !"

"Rich silver? I haven't heard of it." Ling Yunfei was the first to react and smiled.

"I'm afraid it was secretly mined. If someone knows it, there won't be anything about them." Yan Qi said lightly.

"But, isn't this place controlled by the Dangxiang clan now?" Ling Qingyu looked down at the map again.

"There are not many garrisons over there. If time is fast, we can attack the Dangxiang clan before they can react." Meng Su said with a strong tremor in his voice.

"This is a bit dangerous, isn't it? This can be regarded as a cross-border battle, and the army that attracts the party members is not worth the loss." Ling Qingyu said.

"Ahem, the master, if there is really gold and silver there, can you consider revealing the news to the party members?" Han Mian interjected.

"Qingyu," Yang Zhao called out, and hugged her without waiting for her answer, and said: "You and Mr. Han will go over there to reconcile the accounts."

"Huh? Why?" Ling Qingyu asked puzzledly.

Walking into the small study room of the main house, she placed her on the soft couch and sat down, putting her legs on her back, and putting a soft back on her waist. Yang Zhao smiled faintly: "Don't worry about these things. Give it to us."

"Good." Ling Qingyu replied.

Yang Zhao smiled at her, turned to go out, and when he passed Alan at the door, Alan unconsciously stepped back and fought a cold war.

The hostility is so heavy, and it has a strong meaning of blood.

"What the **** did Yaoyue do to you?" Alan walked to Ling Qingyu anxiously and asked. Ling Qingyu’s body was reshaped by the resurrection grass and snake pill. Except for the chest scar and the calf, the other traces were no longer visible, but even though it was Ling Qingyu’s unintentional sentence, it made Alan’s heart beat. Yaoyue's famous methods of cruel abuse, just look at Ying Shisan and you can see that she stayed alone in his hands for a day, what happened to her?

"Why are you asking this? It's all over." Ling Qingyu said.

"I'm just curious. Tell me about it and let me refresh my understanding." Alan sat next to her and slowed down.

Seeing Ling Qingyu's suspicion, Alan said, "You also want to let me know, otherwise there will be some sequelae in your body, but you will suffer."

After a long silence, Ling Qingyu said faintly: "In fact, it's nothing, that is, after a few beats, sat down on the wooden horse, and then he was tied naked on the edge of the cliff and tied to a tree with his crooked neck for a few hours. These are all. Don't tell them that compared to the pain of thirteen, I can only be regarded as tickles."

Alan gently hugged her shoulders and said, "Don't worry, I will heal Ying Shisan's legs and yours."

"Why did you look at me today?" Ling Qingyu asked, turning his head.

Uh, Alan said with a smile, "I'm not doing you well, you see how pitiful you are when taking medicine, how much sympathy you can win!"

Ling Qingyu looked her up and down suspiciously, and said, "Who are you lie to? Come on, who do you fancy?"

Alan looked up at the sky and said, "It's not. I just feel more frustrated. You said you are so rich and so popular. Compared with you, as a woman, I feel that I live a boring life. ."

"You can just say that you are jealous!" Ling Qingyu said triumphantly: "Yes, so speaking, I am indeed very lucky. Seeing you so upset makes my heart more comfortable."

"You are going to die!"

"The master," Han Mian said with a smile standing at the door: "Shall we check the account?"

"Ling Daxia," Yang Zhao sat on the soft couch just now. It was completely different from the absence of a sense of existence just now. An overwhelming momentum made Ling Yunfei straighten up.

"The helper you find must be reliable. You only need to be responsible for besieging those who are good at martial arts. Afterwards, the gold and silver found by them can be divided into half of you." Yang Zhao said.

"Understand!" His expression was faint, but Ling Yunfei's answer was very cautious.

"Meng Su, Du Ming," Yang Zhao called.

"Yes." The two stood up at the same time, responding in a straight posture.

"First send scouts to find out their details, draw a topographic map, and the number of troops garrisoned around, who are the generals and how many distances there are reinforcements, all need to be marked." Yang Zhao glanced at the location of Han Mian. Said: "Also, ascertain the situation of local officials."

"Yes." Meng Su Duming responded, and then left first.

Ling Yunfei only felt that his body was chilly, but a kind of heat rose from his body, which made his blood warm up.

"Can you list those sects that participated in the siege of Wolong Peak?" Yang Zhao looked at Yan Qi.

"It's already listed." Yan Qi handed a piece of paper to Yang Zhao and said.

Looking at the detailed martial art names, Yang Zhao glanced at the shadow ten, then handed the paper to Ling Yunfei, saying: "She has already given you the price just now. You can see how to start it. If you want us to cooperate, Just say it."

Ling Yunfei took the paper and read a few lines carefully, and said, "It should be no problem. They are all young people."

"Well, Yang has to go to Daying first, so Ling Daxia first think about it." Yang Zhao stood up and said.

It wasn't until Yang Zhao walked out of the courtyard and the guards followed him that Ling Yunfei let out a sigh of relief, his body restored to his original lazy appearance, he deserved to be a fierce general who was killed among thousands of people!

"Master Qi, you also go to rest first?" Ying Jiu held Yan Qi in a low voice.

Yan Qi shook his head, looked at Ling Yunfei and asked, "Brother Ling, do you know who told the story about Qingyun Peak in the Red Mansion?"

"I'm not very clear. I have never been interested in this kind of thing, but I can find someone to ask." Ling Yunfei looked at him with a smile, and then turned around Yinger Yingshi Yingjiu and Ying Thirteen. Asked: "How many are from the Red Mansion?"

"We are just Ling's guards now." Yan Qi smiled lightly and said.

Ling Yunfei stopped asking, just bowed his hand and bowed his hand, then left the room, walked to the courtyard, glanced at the main room, and walked out.

"Cough, cough, cough..." He coughed a few times while covering his chest, blocking the hand that Ying Shi wanted to support, and Yan Qi said, "Ten, can the information channel that was originally established still be used? Call people to strengthen this one. "

"Yes, I'll do it right away." Ying Shi replied.

"It doesn’t matter if the red building is scattered, Ying2, you go find the people in the ground and hidden groups. Now that the red building is scattered, they must also find their way. We will pay. If they are willing to take refuge, they will take a blood oath. In the past three years, there should also be newcomers who will leave the customs. If we are willing to take refuge, we will give them a way to survive." Yan Qi panted, glanced over all of them, and said: It cannot be sustained. We must build an organization that is only loyal to the head of the house, and will never allow betrayal. Even if we do the most sinister thing, unless we die, we must not let the head of the house suffer that kind of crime."

"Yes!"

"But Qiye, the amount of money required is not a decimal." Yinger thought for a while.

Yan Qi smiled slightly, helped Yingjiu to stand up, and said, "Yingjiu, as long as Yang Zhao is not there during this time, you shouldn't leave the master."

The bones in the chest did not grow well, every step he took would bring pains, Yan Qi helped Ying Jiu slowly walked to the door of the small study, Alan had avoided to get medicine, only Ling Qingyu and Han Mian discussed the details. sound.

Yan Qi opened the gauze curtain and walked in.

"Yan Qi?" Ling Qingyu cried out in surprise. Han Mian looked at Yan Qi, then gathered the account books and said: "I will do these things first. You are still ill. Take more rest. We will deal with you tomorrow. ."

Nodded to Han Yan. After he passed by, Yan Qi slowly sat on the soft couch, separated from Ling Qingyu by a low table, and then leaned against the soft back.

Ling Qingyu watched him sit down slowly but with natural grace, and said, "You should rest more."

Yan Qi smiled calmly: "It's already a lot better. If you lie down, I'm afraid you will grow mold. The master, give me one million taels of silver."

The money bag happened to be still in his hand. Ling Qingyu took a look and said, "Ying Jiu, go get another money bag, the red one."

Ying Jiu responded, and after turning around, Yan Qi put a cloth bag on the table and unwrapped it. Inside were Yan San's pair of short swords and a pair of scabbards.

Ling Qingyu stared at the pair of daggers tightly. When the daggers were first forged, they were silver-white, but now they have a bright red color, shining brightly.

With a little trembling in his hands, he touched the pair of daggers. The sword seemed to have a touch of warmth. Ling Qingyu took the daggers and stroked the blades with his fingers.

"Sure enough, only you can touch this sword now." Yan Qi pushed the scabbard in front of her, and said: "None of us can touch this sword, you can put the sword in the scabbard."

Ling Qingyu was taken aback and looked at him.

Yan Qi smiled faintly, and said, "This pair of short swords are magic weapons. Yan San has been feeding it with blood. Qingyu, you hold it. There is Yan San's soul on this sword, so he must only If you want to stay by your side, if someone can also draw out these two swords in the future, then that person has his approval, and you can decide whether to give these two swords out."

Is there Yansan's soul? Ling Qingyu put the sword into the sheath and pressed it to his heart, a familiar warmth came from the sword and entangled in his heart.