He won the bet with Childe Ba, and childe BA was also under house arrest. According to the saying of the seven Feng state, he will be sent to Haifeng city after the seven Feng sacrifice.
I just don''t know how efficient the seven front country is.
Thinking of this, Du Ziyuan immediately took out the communication card and contacted Tang Junhao: "Hello, Dick?"
"Boss, can you stop calling me number two like junior three?" Tang Junhao''s helpless voice sounded at the other end of the communication board.
"OK, Dick, I know Dick, let me ask you something..."
"Oh, you said Qin Jing. He was taken away long ago. It is said that the immortal escorted him personally. He should have arrived at you long ago."
"What? Immortal?" Du Ziyuan was a little surprised. "Which immortal has nothing to do when he is full, and he even cares about such a small matter?"
Meanwhile, Haifeng city.
"Sneeze!" the God of wealth sneezed heavily.
"Pang Rong, what''s the matter with you?" Feng muzhao looked at him suspiciously.
"No, it''s just that suddenly his nose is a little itchy." the God of wealth rubbed his nose, and his face showed doubt. [it''s strange. I''ve trained this body with magic power. How can I catch a cold? Is this a sign of something? Yes, someone must criticize me behind my back. Do you want to calculate with noumenon?]
"Pang Rong, hurry up." just when the God of wealth hesitated, Feng muzhao shouted and asked him to leave everything behind.
"Ah, come!" he immediately ran over and helped a tired man lying on the side of the road with Feng muzhao.
Three months later, more than half of the reconstruction project of Haifeng city has been completed, but the continuous work also makes the people tired. The state has supportive policies, and the money is not small. It''s just that there are too many places to spend money, and everyone still lives very hard.
The God of wealth is an immortal, so his idea is that these difficulties need to be overcome by people themselves, rather than directly making a pile of gold for them. What he can do, or what the whole heaven can do, will temporarily make the climate in this area a little better, so as not to have torrential rain and exposure for days.
Feng muzhao is human. Her idea is relatively simple. That is to hold more charity shows to support the people here at least in spirit. Her agent didn''t stop her because it was also good for her reputation.
So they came back from Qifeng state together and planned to help the people of Haifeng city again. A charity show is held every few days to appeal for some donations. In the rest of the time, we hide our identity and do small things within our power.
The God of wealth is naturally very happy to be with Feng muzhao. He is willing to do anything. In fact, he should have gone back to Tianting long ago, but he tried his best to participate in the judges of other projects and take the initiative to escort Qin Jing. It doesn''t matter whether you kill chickens with an ox knife or not. In short, one more day in huntianxing is one more day.
The reason why Du Ziyuan didn''t know was because he deliberately kept it from him. Want to use this as an excuse to stay for another period of time.
As soon as they ran to the man, another shadow rushed in front of them.
"Are you all right, aunt Zhao?"
"My foot seems to be twisted, ouch... I don''t know if the bone is broken." the fallen man groaned in pain.
"It''s all right. I''ll fix it for you."
The God of wealth and Feng muzhao saw the man stretch out his hands and face aunt Zhao''s ankle. A soft white light came out of her palm and surrounded the wound. Soon, aunt Zhao''s face eased a lot.
"Eh? It doesn''t hurt anymore. Thank you very much, Miss Lily. You''ve helped us too much these days."
"You''re welcome. That''s what I should do."
……
Feng muzhao whispered to the God of wealth, "I haven''t seen the immortal method."
The God of wealth looked at the man: "it''s not immortal magic, it''s divine magic."
"Divine skill?" Feng muzhao looked at him suspiciously, "what''s that?"
"Hmm?" at this time, lilitia, who had cured aunt Zhao, also turned around and looked at the God of wealth, "do you know the magic?"
"Eh?" Feng muzhao found that the girl in front of her had a pair of emerald green eyes, and her hair and eyebrows were all beautiful gold. Just because she was wearing a hood, she didn''t find it from behind just now.
The God of wealth looked at her suspiciously: "why do people in the divine world appear in the fairy world? I don''t remember that among the angels stationed in the fairy world, there are blondes."
"Do you know the divine world and angels?" lilitia immediately understood what he meant and replied, "my cousin brought me here, but I can''t find him now."
"Cousin? Who is your cousin?" asked the God of wealth politely.
"His name is dragon North Pole. Do you know him?"
"Arctic prince!?" the God of wealth was surprised. Those who can call dragon''s North Pole cousin are not relatives of the emperor of heaven? That''s amazing, Royal relatives!
He hurriedly said, "yes, of course. It''s from Bai Yuniang''s family. It''s impolite. I''m Pang Rong."
"Oh, Hello, my name is lilitia," lilitia replied politely.
"Pang Rong, what were you talking about? It''s the divine world and the empress''s Prince?" Feng muzhao was confused.
The God of wealth had to explain: "well... Well, she is a relative of an empress in our country. Her hometown is called the divine world, which is on the Xiling mainland."
At the beginning, he concealed his immortal identity, but now he doesn''t know how to tell fengmuzhao the truth. He is afraid that after he knows his true identity, fengmuzhao can''t get along with himself with an ordinary heart.
"Huh?" lilitia looked at pangrong suspiciously, wondering why he had lied. However, she also saw that Pang Rong seemed to have difficulties, so she didn''t expose it.
After that, they talked again and roughly knew the purpose of the two sides here. They are all kind-hearted girls. Feng muzhao and lilitia suddenly became good friends.
The God of wealth looked at Feng muzhao and lilitia sticking together and had less communication with himself. He couldn''t help smiling bitterly on his face.
He really has no way. After all, he has no special relationship with Feng muzhao.
The next night, fengmuzhao held a charity performance, and many people went to watch it.
"Feng Geji is really kind-hearted. How many times has she performed for us for free?"
"Yes, yes, although it''s hard every day, the thought of hearing her singing seems to have endless strength at once."
"Me too. Now I''m pointing to the wind singer''s concert to live."
……
God of wealth and lilitia also called fengmuzhao off the stage to experience the feeling of fans.
Just as the God of wealth was waving his hands high, suddenly a hand put on his shoulde