The strongest system is in the city

After all, Su Qingyun had put away nine out of ten offerings from Jincheng merchants and rich families.

Now those people are waiting for Su Qingyun to go over and do things for them. If something happens to Su Qingyun with him, those people will have to eat him alive?

"It doesn't matter to me, you can ask someone to send me to Fuyuanlou Inn, cough cough."

Su Qingyun said out of breath.

Now he doesn't have much strength, he doesn't even have the strength to go back to the inn and wait for death.

Song Dalang had to ask someone to carry him back.

"Good Immortal, I don't know how much we should give you for this offering?"

Su Qingyun wanted to leave, just as Song Dalang wanted, and asked Su Qingyun with a happy face.

"This time, ho ho, this time I'm free."

No amount of money is useless to the current Su Qingyun, anyway, he will return to his position soon.

The family members were all in the 300st century 21 years ago, even if Song Linger had to risk his own life to save Song Linger.

He also didn't want to ask Song Dalang for money.

"Then how can it be done, or this time it will be the same as last time, I will give all the hidden treasures of our Song family to Daxian."

Song Dalang didn't follow the law, no matter what this time, Su Qingyun became like this in order to save his daughter.

If he cherishes money and is unwilling to worship Su Qingyun, Song Dalang will not be able to sleep.

"up to you."

Su Qingyun closed his eyes, he was too lazy to talk nonsense with Song Dalang.

After all, he had seen the treasures of the Song family last time. Except for the landscape painting by Wu Daozi, the rest were not very valuable.

Since Song Dalang wants to give it away, he can give it away. It may be good to have these old objects from 300 years ago buried with him.

"My master would like to invite the Great Immortal to come over and talk about it. Which Great Immortal is Boss Song?"

At this moment, a male voice came from the door.

Su Qingyun struggled to open his eyes and looked towards the door of the room, only to see a middle-aged man in linen clothes with a broad sword on his back standing outside the door and questioning Song Dalang.

"Master Hai, this is the Great Immortal you are looking for..."

Song Dalang groaned secretly when he saw the person coming.

If Master Hai could come a little later, he would be able to send Su Qingyun away.

At that time, it doesn't matter if Su Qingyun recovers, or the ball is dead.

It has nothing to do with him anymore, but now that Su Qingyun is still at his home, Master Hai saw Su Sen who was dying at this time.

If something happened after that, he was to blame.

"You're talking nonsense, the great celestial weapon Yuxuan is so full of celestial spirit, how could it be the hammered old man in front of you?

Song Dalang, what do you mean, do you think that the Song family has made a fortune in the past few years, and they want to touch our Zangjianmen? "

Upon hearing Song Dalang's words, Master Hai glanced at Su Qingyun who was leaning on Song Linger's bed and felt that he might die at any moment, and said displeasedly.

"Lord Hai, how dare I lie to you, this is really the Great Immortal, it's just that he consumed a lot of immortal power when he was treating the little girl just now, and that's why he became like this."

Song Dalang even wanted to die, if he didn't explain clearly the reason why Su Qingyun became like this, he would take over the shit that Mr. Hai took from him.

Tell the reason, if Su Qingyun can't recover and dies, then he will face those giants whom Su Qingyun took as enshrinement for revenge.

However, when the horror of the hidden sword gate sounded, Song Dalang finally chose to ask everything to be told.

After all, whether Su Qingyun will die or not is still a matter of opinion. Even if Su Qingyun is dead, he will only offend some merchants, and the most tragic thing is that he was suppressed by those people in various ways.

Although life is a bit bitter, but still alive.

But if he offends Hidden Sword Sect, he will die.

"Are you really the Great Immortal today?"

When Master Hai heard what Song Dalang said, he was a little suspicious, and asked incredulously as he stepped forward and stared at Su Qingyun.

"Master Hai, your master should be the only one who didn't come to find me in Yuelai Pavilion today. Take me there."

Su Qingyun's voice was still weak, his eyes naturally drooped and he said in a strong nasal voice.

In order to save Song Ling'er, he risked his own life, although that situation was not his original intention at the time.

But now that the person is about to be saved, he doesn't want Master Hai and the forces behind him to provoke Song Ling'er again, so this time, it's the last time he helps Song Ling'er before he dies.

"Okay, my master waited a little anxiously. Offended."

Master Hai stared at Su Qingyun carefully for a while, then clasped his fists at Su Qingyun and said a word of offense, then clamped Su Qingyun at his left waist, and jumped onto the wall of Song's house in a blink of an eye.

After a few jumps, he completely disappeared from Esong Dalang's sight.

"Master Hai is very good at lightness kung fu, with you as a right-hand assistant, I don't know why your master is looking for me?"

Su Qingyun grabbed Master Hai's arm vigorously, moved himself forward, found a relatively comfortable position, and asked while leaning against Master Hai's waist.

"Great Immortal, the master has his own reasons for doing things, and we servants have no right to intervene."

While Mr. Hai was speaking, his speed remained unabated, and Su Qingyun was brought into a luxurious compound like flying over the eaves and walls.

"Master, the Great Immortal is here."

Walking to a gazebo in the center of the compound, Mr. Hai put Su Qingyun on a chair and saluted a young man who had been drinking tea in the gazebo.

"Well, you go down."

The young man put down his teacup, glanced at Su Qingyun who had changed greatly, and said flatly without revealing too much abnormality. "Yes, master."

"What's wrong with you, Daxian? You have changed too much in a few hours."

Master Hai retreated, the young man looked at Su Qingyun and smiled.

"Young Sect Master Yan was joking, I don't know what the Young Sect Master is trying to find me this time?"

Su Qingyun leaned on the chair and said flatly.

As for how he knew that the person in front of him was the young master of the Hidden Sword Sect, of course he had to ask the duck's voice.

I don't know if this guy saw that Su Qingyun was about to die, anyway, he was already in the time machine space to help Su Qingyun find information or something.

At this moment, the information of the eighteenth generation of Yan Shaomen's master Zongzong has been transmitted to Su Qingyun's mind by the male duck's voice.

"Hehe, I asked Daxian to come here this time because I want Daxian to help me make a divination."

Young Master Yan chuckled, looked at Su Qingyun and said playfully.

"You want to ask about your assassination of the Holy Majesty this time?"

Su Qingyun asked calmly.

"You know our plan?"

"Is there any difficulty in this?"

With the duck's voice, Su Qingyun didn't panic at all.

Su Qingyun has already found out the information about the [-]th generation of the master of Yan Shaomen, the cock duck's voice.

Want to know how difficult his plan is this time?
Not to mention that Su Qingyun knew what the young sect master was doing all the way to Jincheng this time.

Even Su Qingyun knew the secret of the hidden sword gate behind him.

"Daxian, knowing too much is not a good thing."

Young Master Yan stared at Su Qingyun for a while, then changed his tone and said to Su Qingyun.