I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Qian Zhiqiang was not convinced, "Clan leader, among the Zhao family disciples killed by Zhao Mingfei, three were the grandsons, granddaughters, and grandsons of their elders, and they were the only descendants?

Even though this has happened, I don't believe that they are still loyal to Zhao Mingfei, the selfish and cruel clan leader.

If this matter is exposed, Zhao Mingfei will definitely lose the support of the people.

This is the best opportunity for our Qian family to deal with the Zhao family. At worst, we can divide the Zhao family with the Song family. "As long as I can kill Zhao Mingfei and his daughter, what does the life and death of the Zhao family have to do with me? It just so happens that they died and buried with my daughter. Who told them to choose such a thing as the patriarch.

Qian Batian: “…” Guaguagua, what a joke. If I get hurt, Song Qingqing will be the only one in power. Let’s see if she is willing to share the Zhao family with my Qian family.

"I will consider it carefully, and make the final decision after the elders meet tomorrow."

Qian Zhiqiang wanted to say something else, but was stopped by the third elder. Looking at Qian Batian's dark face, he had to give up and wait for the meeting tomorrow.

Song Qingqing leaned against the roof beam, looked up at the bright moon, held a wine jug in her right hand, occasionally pouring a sip from the jug into her mouth, looking very relaxed and comfortable.

"Qian Batian, you must be having a headache right now, hahahaha... It must feel great to be forced to feed yourself poison, hahahaha..."

Song Qingqing just wanted Qian Batian to experience the feeling of being forced to swallow poison.

Qian family.

Qian Batian didn't sleep all night, thinking and struggling all night. In the end, Qian Batian chose his family and his own status.

Finally, at dawn, he fed himself poison, choosing to fight poison with poison, and at the cost of burning his life, he forced himself to keep his cultivation functioning normally.

"There are about 150 years left, which is enough. After the Zhao family is divided, the resources obtained will be used to train Meng Qi. In 150 years, if she works hard, she can also reach the Void Refining Stage.

At worst, I will risk my life and drag Song Qingqing to be buried with me."

The next day, Qian Batian and his men held a meeting and decided to expose Zhao Mingfei's hypocritical face in person at the martial arts competition and punish Zhao Mingfei and his daughter in public for violating the agreement.

Then he joined forces with the Song family to instigate rebellion, suppress the Zhao family, and divide the Zhao family.

Soon it was the day before the martial arts competition. Song Qingqing picked a time when Song Linfeng and Song Jinxiu were away and called together all the people who were going to compete and watch the competition.

Then he and the five elders encouraged this group of people, and finally everyone drank a bowl of wine that Song Qingqing had prepared in advance.

"Play well in tomorrow's game, watch the game well, learn more experience, adjourn the meeting, go back and have a good rest."

It was very late when Song Lingfeng and Song Jinxiu came back stealthily.

The patrolling elder shook his head and pretended not to see it. "A rotten tree cannot be carved. It is a failure to be a human being to this extent. Working hard, being equal, and creating a better future together is called love. What are these two things talking about? You can fly in the sky, but you insist on rolling on the ground in the mud and still feel complacent."

The next day, the weather was sunny and windy.

Song Qingqing walked in front.

Next are the 5 elders.

Then there are the two future heirs, Song Jingyou and Song Chujing.

Finally, there are the disciples ranked from highest to lowest according to their cultivation level.

A group of people marched towards the arena in a mighty and high-spirited manner.

The same goes for the Zhao and Qian families.

On the street, pedestrians saw Song Jingyou and Song Jingchu, the two new heirs of the Song family, and spoke well of them as if they were free.

"What do you mean by handsome? What do you mean by majestic? What do you mean by extraordinary bearing?..."

Song Jingyou and Song Jingchu also nodded in a friendly manner according to the elders' instructions. They had the demeanor of a great man, but they were also polite.

In fact, the two of them were so happy that they were shouting: This feeling is so great, it feels so good to be loved by men, women, young and old.

Song Lingfeng and Song Jinxiu looked at Song Jingyou and Song Jingchu who were walking in front of them. They felt very upset: That should be my position, and I should be the one who gets the attention.

Song Lingfeng and Song Jinxiu felt as if they were slapped hard in the face. They felt embarrassed and ashamed.

Song Jingchu accidentally saw the two people's dark faces, but he didn't mind at all. Instead, he was quite grateful to them in his heart.

He felt that if those two people hadn't been stupid, such a good thing would not have happened to him, and he had picked up a huge bargain.

The three families joined together.

Song Qingqing, Zhao Mingfei and Qian Batian met.

Song Qingqing raised her hand slightly, and the third, fourth, and fifth elders moved and took their people to sit down first.

Zhao Mingfei and Qian Batian felt very uncomfortable when they saw that Song Qingqing didn't even have to say a word, just a small gesture made the elders obey her.

Zhao Mingfei smiled with a fake smile: "Patriarch Song, you are a good leader. I really listen to you. The elders in my family are much more casual." You are useless. After all, you are a spiritual cultivator. Why do you listen to others? Are you born in the year of the dog?

The first elder, the second elder: "..." You want to sow discord, are you qualified? I'm just obedient, what's wrong? Are you envious? Are you jealous? Can you compare with our clan leader?

Song Qingqing smiled, not being modest, "I can't help it, it's my personality charm! In our family, from the age of three to the age of 600, no one disrespects me as the patriarch.

Sometimes I want to tell them to be lively, but they just won't listen, and I get really worried." Song Qingqing had an expression that said, "I'm too good, there's nothing I can do about it."

Zhao Mingfei, Qian Batian: “…” How shameless.

The Great Elder immediately agreed, "Clan leader, what are you talking about? You are the head of our Song family and represent our Song family. We should respect and love you. You have worked hard for the clan, how can we be so ignorant as to cause trouble for you."

The second elder said: "Chief, a country has its own laws, and a family has its own rules. You are the head of the clan, and your words are authoritative. You are the clan leader, so of course you have the final say. Your wisdom is unmatched by ours. The decisions you make must have your reasons, and they must be the most correct. Of course, we have to listen to you."

Zhao Mingfei, Qian Batian: "..." They felt even more upset. How is she better than us?

The two of them couldn't help but turn their heads to look at their own elders: Look at their awareness, and then look at those stubborn old guys in their own family, there is really no comparison.

The elders of the Zhao and Qian families all pretended not to see or hear anything: "..." What a lackey. Whoever wants to do it can do it. I won't do it anyway. It looks like he has no future.

What kind of nonsense did Song Qingqing feed them? Is it necessary to respect them like this?

On the circular fighting arena, Song Qingqing and the other two clan leaders sat at the top.

Then the elders and the disciples from each family sat in their respective seats.

"Ding... The martial arts competition has officially begun."