Seeing this, elder Yuanqing took the opportunity to say with a smile: "Miss, it seems that my uncle cares about you very much."

"Hum, that bastard!"

Nishang said.

However, elder Yuanqing could see that she was still angry, but her heart was already sweet. She smiled at Qinghong gate, Lieyang gate and other humanitarians: "do you want to join the Kunlun sect? Please follow me..."

Soon.

Everyone got busy one by one.

There are tens of thousands of people in Kunlun Mountain, including almost all sects. When joining the Kunlun sect at this time, the elders' faces are filled with cheerfulness.

The day of the rise of Kunlun sect is not far away!

Nishang also looked into the distance at this time. Her eyes were like autumn water, looking at the east direction in a trance

……

West, Europe, a classical castle.

The window is full of retro atmosphere. A man with a strong physique looks at the boundless green grassland outside the window. His eyes are full of disbelief.

After smoking a full two cigars, he looked back at a document and murmured, "how could it be, how could it be..."

"Lord, it's true!" The rich old man in a tuxedo on one side showed a kind and happy smile, "I just went to inquire again. Qin Feng, the child, really killed the holy soul hall completely, and it is said that he also let the Kunlun sect join him."

"It's incredible!"

Immersed in the shock, the man said, "speed, how about his current organization? The holy soul hall is the most promising to become the new core of the round table this year, but it was defeated by Qin Feng. Doesn't that mean that Qin Feng may also be qualified to participate?"

"No, not maybe, but definitely qualified." Mr. Fu said with a smile, "the standard for participating in the round table conference depends on the strength of the reclusive world and the influence of the secular world. In these two aspects, Qin Feng is far beyond the standard."

As he said, Mr. Fu handed him another copy of the information.

After looking at it, the man was surprised again and said: "his Fengyun group has developed so rapidly? In less than a year, it has reached hundreds of billions of capital in China alone?"

"Yes, he is the absolute boss." The rich old man said.

The man looked back and was even more shocked. He said, "four of the five holy places in China, Qinling Mountains, Changbai Mountain, Shushan mountain and Kunlun Mountain, have been ruled by him. Is this true?"

"Absolutely true!" The rich old man said again.

"This..."

The man said in consternation, "you are right. Now he has enough qualifications to participate in the round table meeting!"

"I've always liked him." The rich old man smiled and said, "it is impossible for ordinary people to endure for three years. If they don't sing, they will be already. A song is bound to be amazing!"

"Yes! It's amazing. I didn't expect it!" The man smiled bitterly and said, "well, I didn't expect that the assessment for him had not expired. He has gone far beyond my imagination. Should I let him back earlier? We don't have to waste a year."

"I think his own growth is very important, and if he directly gives him what he wants, maybe he is not happy." Said the rich old man.

"That's right. The boy must have always hated Tianwang mountain." The man sighed and said, "in this way, you can arrange the time and let me come back!"

"I'm afraid not." The rich old man said.

"Why?" Asked the man.

"The assessment is not over yet." Mr. Fu said, "at the beginning, he was given a vast company to assess his management ability, handling ability and problem-solving ability. He chose 12 concerts, and now he won the last one, which was held in Huacheng."

The man couldn't help smiling bitterly and said, "despite his amazing achievements, the first 11 concerts have been recorded in history. Is there any need to wait for the last one?"

"Lord, don't go. There is white." The rich old man said.

"Yes!" When the man heard the speech, he sighed, "and white. According to the meaning of those old men, white is his last test..."

"So let's continue to wait and see what happens!" The rich old man said.

"That's all I can do."

“……”

……

Earthly world, Lake City.

The whole lake city is very busy these days.

Moreover, the streets are much less crowded than usual.

There is only one reason.

That is the last of Luo Hongyan's twelve national concerts, which will end in Huacheng in a week!

Although the Lake City, the South Flower City in the lake, is 1888 kilometers, very far away.

But lake city is Luo Hongyan's hometown!

It is also the starting point of Luo Hongyan's twelve concerts!

The whole streets and alleys of the lake city are the promotional videos of her concert. These are not the publicity of the vast company, but the self financing publicity of the fans.

And there have been tens of thousands of fans, who went from Lake City to flower city two weeks in advance.

The whole world seems to be looking forward to this concert.

Wanfu building.

In the window of the office, Qin Feng stood in front of the wide French window, overlooking the bustling Lake City, and said with emotion: "it's so fast! Just now Kunlun Mountain came back, it's almost her last concert."

"Boss, what's the reservation number?" Xiao Lian asks.

"Oh, no, I'm tired..."

Qin Feng returned to his chair, leaned down and knocked on his aching shoulder.

When he came back from Kunlun, his internal injury had not recovered and he could not use his internal power. He walked all the way back, and his arms and legs were sore.

"I'll do it!"

Xiao Lian comes over and gently massages Qin Feng.

Qin Feng felt comfortable and said, "it's so comfortable. Where did you learn it?"

"Oh, sister Wei asked me to learn it. She said she could help you. Now she has helped you. Hee hee."

Xiao Lian smiled as she massaged.

"By the way, how is she now?"

Qinfeng road.

Speaking of it, I haven't seen Wei Yunxiang for a while.

I really didn't read the wrong person.

She took care of the whole Fengyun group. Now Fengyun group has become the largest group in the country, much ahead of expectations. She is credited with catching up with this round table.

"She is out on business now and will be back in two days."

Xiao Lian said.

"OK, I'll treat you to dinner when I get back. It's been a hard time for you."

Qinfeng road.

"No, we don't work hard. It's you who work hard."

Xiao Lian smiled.

"By the way, what happened to the things I told you last time?"

Qin Feng asked again.

Xiao Lian said, "I'm preparing. Don't worry. I won't let you down. I'll go to Yanjing in two days. The dresses of you and sister Yun Xiao are about to succeed."

"Oh? Dress?" Qin Feng wondered.

Xiao Lian continued: "did you forget? When you took me to Yanjing for the first time, you met a fashion designer named Liu Yunmei."