Chapter 912 (1/2)

After reading the plan, ye Qian was shocked again. The head of their palace leader is always different from what normal people think.

She is a woman with such a good talent. She doesn't want to practice well, but she wants to open a brothel. It really makes him not know what to say.

However, to be honest, if this series of plans can be carried out, they will certainly make money like flowing water and earn a very terrible fortune.

At that time, even if we subvert the current situation of Beiling state, it may not matter if we don't support a clan.

Money can make the devil push the mill. Even in this world of cultivation and martial arts, it is also very applicable.

”The palace master can rest assured that his subordinates will do it well in the shortest time.”

Ye Qian put away the plan, got up from the chair, and made a solemn promise to Fengyu.

After all, Beiling state is not the Empire of Haoyuan. Because of his weak cultivation, he is not qualified to be the president of the chamber of Commerce.

He randomly selects one of his subordinates, and his accomplishments don't know how much better than him, but Fengyu still thinks highly of him, so he is determined to do it well, so as to repay Fengyu's trust.

Feng Yu nodded and said, ”brother ye, I'm naturally at ease. Otherwise, I won't give such an important thing to brother Ye.”

What she said was from the bottom of her heart. Although Ye Qian's cultivation talent was poor, his business talent was extremely hard to find.

If it were not for him, fenggong would not have blossomed so soon in the northern wilderness, and become a business overlord side by side with Wolong chamber of Commerce.

Feng Palace's achievements in the northern wasteland, she did not spend much energy, all rely on Ye Qian and Lei lie.

Seeing off Ye Qian, Feng Yu walks towards Shengwu hall with her legs raised. There is a very powerful spirit gathering array, which is an excellent place for cultivation.

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it's night, with no moon and stars.

It is quiet in tianwu Xuanzong. Apart from the singing of insects and birds, the disciples of night patrol will pass by occasionally.

After a group of disciples left, a figure suddenly appeared in the dark, and quickly went in one direction. In a twinkling of an eye, they melted into the darkness.

In the room, yuelingyan is wearing a dark skirt. Her long green silk is like flowing water. Her hair is not decorated with anything. All the silver hairpins and gold hairpins are taken off.

She stood in front of the candle, looking at the bright extinguished candle. She didn't know what she was thinking. Half of her face was hidden in the dark, and half of her face was pale. There was a strange feeling in the empty night.

”Dong Dong...”

The door is knocked suddenly, the month spirit smoke eyelid raises, in the eye of black Sen Sen delimits a silk dark awn, the voice says strangely, ”come in.”

Creak, the door gently opened, a wisp of black smoke floated in, and then the door automatically closed.

The wisp of black smoke turned into a figure wrapped in the dark. He knelt down in front of the moon spirit smoke, and his whole body was covered with a thin layer of strong black smoke.

”See you princess.”

The voice was covered with a strong shadow, and could not tell whether it was a man or a woman, sending out a strange smell.