Good luck and fortune come to the end of the world, the boss brings prosperity to the whole village

Xiao Ruyi wiped the sweat from his forehead and complained, "You are treating me like a cow! What kind of modernization are you trying to achieve here? You need so much electricity every day. My electricity is almost used up."

Song Jixiang rolled his eyes at him and retorted, "Yesterday I saw you playing a large-scale game with Xiaoqi all night long. There was plenty of electricity..."

Xiao Ruyi scratched his head guiltily and said, "I haven't played for a long time."

After saying that, he ran out of the door. You must be kidding. If he stayed here any longer, he didn't know how much of his superpowers she would squeeze out of him. He was still hoping to travel back to the apocalypse tomorrow to meet his comrades and help them kill the mutant creatures.

However, as soon as he stepped out of the door, he knocked someone to the ground.

The man groaned.

Xiao Ruyi looked carefully and found that it was the leader of the soldiers guarding the city gate.

The man suddenly stood up from the ground, with a flattering smile on his face, and laughed non-stop.

The corner of Xiao Ruyi's mouth twitched. She waved to him, tapped the ground with her toes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"The people here are really as the rumors say, all of them are masters. That speed, that body shape, wow, even if he practices for another ten years, he may not be able to achieve this speed!" The leader of the soldiers shook his head and muttered in a low voice, a little frustrated.

"Come in!" Song Jixiang had already heard the noise outside.

The leader of the soldiers hesitated and rubbed his hands together before he mustered up the courage to push open the door and look inside. After just one glance, he was so frightened that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

The room was resplendent and dazzling, as bright as day, even a little blinding.

Mysterious blue characters were flashing on the wall and kept jumping, as if containing some unknown power.

Many weapons he had never seen were displayed there, carefully polished to a gleaming shine, and the cold light was frightening. These weapons exuded an ancient and powerful aura, as if they had witnessed countless battles and killings.

Walking on the soft carpet is like walking on the clouds, light and comfortable. You can feel the softness and warmth under your feet with every step, which makes you want to walk a few more steps to enjoy the comfort.

The air is filled with a light fragrance, fresh and pleasant, not strong but just right lingering on the nose. This fragrance makes people feel happy and relaxed, as if they are in a sea of ​​flowers, relaxed and happy.

But the most eye-catching thing was Song Jixiang sitting on a tall chair.

She was wearing a black brocade robe with golden totems embroidered on it, which made her look particularly majestic and domineering. Her jet-black hair was tied up with a jade crown, and she had a faint smile on her face. Her eyes were deep and bright, as if they could see through people's minds.

This dress was made overnight by her grandfather, Song Xiaotian. He said that a Grand Commander should have the dignity of a Grand Commander, and asked her to wear it for now. If he found better materials in the next few days, he would make dozens of sets for her.

The leader of the soldiers took only one look and felt as if he was seen through, and he became even more nervous.

"Grand Commander..." He stammered, but didn't know what to say. But for himself, his family, and his brothers to achieve vegetable freedom, he fought...

"The Governor..."

Just as the leader of the soldiers was organizing his words in his mind, a large group of people stood at the door and shouted loudly. If there were no villagers outside the door to stop them, these people would have rushed in long ago.

Song Jixiang just took a quick glance and found that they were all familiar faces.

More than a dozen tribal leaders crowded outside the door, eager to rush in!

……

"Jiang, Jiang, come out, I have something to tell you." Song Jiaming clenched his fists and banged on the door, kicking it at the same time. He didn't believe that the stinky woman could hide forever.

The woman standing next to him tugged at the corner of his clothes and said softly, "My dear, does my sister not want to see me?"

"She dares!" Song Jiaming yelled with his neck stretched, his face dark, his eyes wide open, and the scar on his face was hideous.

He turned to look at Ma Daya beside him and saw that she was looking at him with a wronged expression, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Don't worry, Daya. I'm here and I will make that bitch open the door obediently." Song Jiaming comforted her.

Today, he finally took advantage of the old man's absence and sneaked out of the Black Cloud Castle with Ma Daya.

Unexpectedly, when he condescended to come to Jiang, he was stopped outside the door by her. This made Song Jiaming very angry and he felt that Jiang was deliberately humiliating him.

"That bitch Jiang gave birth to a daughter who killed Dalang, and her son is not a good guy either, with a vicious mind. They are really a pair of debt collectors."

Song Jiaming said with gritted teeth.

He was full of resentment towards Jiang's mother and daughter. Not only did he become disliked by the old man, but he also caused Ma Daya and Sisi to suffer so much injustice.

"When I become the Grand Commander, I will definitely punish them and let them know the consequences of offending me. One day..."

Song Jiaming cursed and continued to pound on the door. He didn't know what the door was made of, but after pounding for a while, his hands turned red, itchy and painful.

The two stood outside the door for a long time. It was still quiet inside and the door didn't open. They returned to the castle in disappointment.

"Humph, that bitch Jiang actually refused to let us in. How despicable! It seems we have to think of another way. If soft tactics don't work, let's use force... Ouch, ouch, be gentle..."

Ma Daya took the ointment and apologized tremblingly: "I'm sorry, husband, it's all my fault. I'll be gentler, gentler..."

Song Jiaming looked at her with satisfaction, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "But, what should I do?"

Ma Daya put down the ointment and whispered something in Song Jiaming's ear.

Song Jiaming nodded continuously while listening, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but praise: "Daya, I didn't expect you to be smart!"

Ma Daya smiled embarrassedly, "This is also due to my husband's usual good teaching."

Song Jiaming smiled proudly.

At the same time, Jiang, who was busy working in the fields, knew nothing about this...