Urban Invincible Cultivation

Chapter 210
The members of the Song family had a special status in Jiangbei. Even if they died, their bodies would have to be lightly transported to the Song family's grave.

Song Guolong was really startled by such a request for a corpse.

"Brother Song, to be honest, my daughter and I have been away for many years, and we came back this time for a purpose." Nan Gonglin's eyes changed, and his eyes were serious.

"What purpose?" Song Guolong asked.

Nangonglin took a deep breath and said seriously: "I want to use your birthday party to make trouble, lure Song Manjiang over, and then...kill him."

"However, what happened later was a bit unexpected. However, no matter what, Song Manjiang is dead. I will take his body back so that I can have an explanation for my beloved wife who died."

Song Guolong: "..."

Cooperating with his birthday party, even if Song Wuji didn't come to make trouble, it is impossible to hold it so easily.

He even guessed that even if Nangong Lin didn't make trouble, Lin Hao would have to make trouble.

Song Guolong smiled wryly: "Life is bitter, but it's okay. This time it's the end of all hardships. That old boy Song Manjiang has bullied me all these years. Twenty years ago, he even caused my son to die. I don't have any affection for him." It can be said, to be honest, it is not as good as the relationship between you and me."

"This matter, when I return to the Song family and formally take over as the Patriarch of the Song family, I will try my best to help you arrange it."

"However, I didn't expect, Brother Nangong, you are also a cultivator."

"Isn't this going to take this opportunity to let you know?" Nangong Lin glanced around and said in a low voice, "That guy Lin Hao's talent is too terrifying. In the future, don't offend him."

"Brother Nangong, I know this. I can become the Patriarch of the Song family and I depend entirely on Mr. Lin. I, Song Guolong, swear that in this life, as long as Mr. Lin is willing, I will be his man."

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll take my leave, and call me when things are arranged." Nangong Lin greeted and left side by side with Nangong Wan'er.

In the originally lively hotel, only Song Guolong and some bodyguards were left in an instant.

"Snapped."

Suddenly, Song Guolong slapped himself.

"Hiss... It hurts so much, it seems that all this is not a dream."

Until now, Song Guolong couldn't believe that he became the head of the Song family. His daily life was like a roller coaster ride, with ups and downs, and ordinary people really couldn't bear it.

"President Song, congratulations." Outside the door, Song Guolong's secretary ran over and congratulated him excitedly. Song Guolong became the Patriarch of the Song family. From now on, his status will definitely rise with the tide!
"Hurry up and prepare a car, take me home and change my clothes, and then go to Song's house." Song Guolong said excitedly.

"it is good!"

His secretary responded and hurriedly prepared to go.

In the evening, Song Guolong's car arrived at the foot of a mountain in the wealthy area of ​​Jiangbei.

The whole mountain is more than 300 meters high.

Including the whole mountain, the area within a five-kilometer radius is entirely the territory of the Song family.

All the children of the Song family own a house here.

Song Guolong also has it.

However, apart from some core figures and servants of the Song family, very few people came back.

But today is different.

Luxurious cars gathered here from all directions in Jiangbei.

The ancestor of the Song family personally issued an order that no matter whether it is the direct descendants of the Song family or the direct descendants, no matter what important matters they have on hand, they must put it down and return to the Song family on time at nine o'clock tonight.

This is a deadly order, everyone from seniors to teenagers must come.

If anyone doesn't come, there are only four words on it.

Consequences at your own risk!

Everyone guessed that something big must happen to the Song family today.

One by one, they were all ready to go, put on suits and ties, put aside all the big and small things, and came to Song's Manor.

When Song Guolong came here, the parking lot was almost full.

The crowd, in twos and threes, was climbing up the mountain along the stairs.

Everyone who goes up the mountain must go through inspection.

No one is allowed to bring hot weapons up there.

Song Guolong walked in the crowd, and few people greeted him. His status in the Song family was not high, and many people looked down on him.

Song Guolong didn't say anything.

Come to the top of the mountain.

Inside the temple on the top of the mountain.

The time points to 08:30, and the spacious ancestral hall is already full of people. At a glance, there are as many as two to three hundred people.

These people all belong to the Song family.

Each of them has a good identity in Jiangbei.

In politics, or in business.

More than half of the top figures in Jiangbei are from the Song family, which can be said to be a wealth of talents.

Nowadays.

People find it strange.

The seat that originally belonged to Song Manjiang actually changed its name to Song Guolong.

The first row, the most middle position.

"Song Guolong? Isn't he an ordinary person, is the name wrong?"

"It's possible, who put the name tag?"

"It's impossible to line up until he sits in this position."

"Keep your voice down, he's coming."

Everyone was talking about it, Song Guolong smiled at them as if he had never heard of it, and then sat down neither humble nor overbearing, his body was straight, he didn't say a word, as if he didn't hear the discussion of the people around him.

"Song Guolong, get up and drive." At this moment, an unpleasant voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Song Guolong opened his eyes and looked at the speaker.

This is a person in the same grade as him, Song Manjiang's son, Song Ruhai.

"Don't you know that this position belongs to my dad? What qualifications do you have?" Song Ruhai said coldly.

He and Song Guolong belonged to the same generation, and they were not polite at all, and they looked at Song Guolong with contempt.

"That's right, Uncle Guolong, this seat doesn't belong to you, get up quickly." Beside Song Ruhai, his daughter, Song Yuqing said in a strange way, "You should sit in the tenth row, it's not clear Where are you?"

Song Guolong frowned: "Ruhai, this is how you discipline your daughter, do you understand the difference between young and old?"

"Guolong, don't tell me that. My daughter is a cultivator. What are you? You're just an ordinary person. In this world, seniority is nothing. Strength is the most important thing." Song Ruhai sneered, extremely disdainful of Song Guolong, "I think you'd better get up quickly, so that my dad won't be happy when he comes over later."

Just as Song Guolong was about to speak, he suddenly saw Lin Hao walking towards him not far away. He hurriedly got up: "Mr. Lin, aren't you with..."

"What he and I explained is almost the same." Lin Hao knew what he was going to say, interrupted him, glanced at the crowded scene in the ancestral hall, and sighed, "Your Song family is really big."

He understood more and more why Song Qinghong was so worried about his death, the responsibility he shouldered for such a big family was too heavy.

"Yes." Song Guolong was also a little emotional, and moved away, "Come on, Mr. Lin, please sit down."

Lin Hao sat down naturally, and he was going to attend the meeting of the Song family.

"Boy, who are you? Is this where you can sit?" Just as Lin Hao sat down, Song Yuqing's discordant words sounded, "This is my grandfather's seat. Why do you sit?"

(End of this chapter)