Wei Qianli knew Song Li and was used to being Song Li's subordinate.

For him, it is crucial for a general to gain trust under Song Li that others cannot give.

For example, before Song Xinghai came to power, although Song Xingtian valued him very much on the surface, he actually had a lot of restrictions on him. Even when fighting, he would be restrained and not at all happy.

After Song Xinghai was in power and Song Li became the crown prince, he gave him enough trust and power, so he could let go of his hands and feet on the battlefield and was very happy.

"It seems like war is a good thing..." Song Li curled his lips and continued: "But the Ming Ce Mansion's jurisdiction is ours and we can do whatever we want, some sects and families are not so easy to order, but it is not difficult. It will be better if we have a long time."

The territory of Mingce City is tens of thousands of miles, so naturally it cannot be controlled by the Mingce Alliance alone. Many sects and families that were guarding here before were also handed over to Song Li to rule.

These sects do not have any big families, but they belong to the sect power in the end.

However, Song Li and Mingce Alliance belong to the state power, and let the state power govern the sect forces. It is conceivable that these families are so unhappy.

It doesn’t matter that at the beginning, these sects and families would definitely cause trouble, but it doesn’t matter. Even these small sects and families can’t handle them, so Song Li doesn’t have to be the city lord.

"You are the city that is the host of such a mess. Wei Qianli just cares about the war..." Wei Qianli said.

"Damn, you've pushed it cleanly, but in the Nebula War Zone, you really can't just fight. When you're fine, you still need to teach the method of marching and formation in the martial arts hall. This is very important to the Mingce Alliance and the entire human race." Song Li said.

Just as Song Li said this, Li Yun walked in with a sad look on his face and said, "Boss, as you thought, the sects and families under Mingce City are not at ease..."

Song Li chuckled, obviously not surprised by this.

It is not surprising that there is natural contempt for national forces and sect forces.

It is true that he is the heir of the Human Emperor. It is precisely because of this that the sects and families under their jurisdiction dare not do anything openly, but secretly causing trouble is indispensable. This is not aimed at him, Song Li, but the fundamental reason is to target Mingce Alliance.

Although the Mingce Alliance has just won a victory with less, a small victory cannot make the deep-rooted ideas of those in the sect family disappear.

In their view, it was a shame for the Mingce Alliance, composed of state forces, to ride on its head all at once.

"It's just some small families, and I want to stir up some storms..." Song Li sneered and then said, "Since that's the case, don't blame me Song Li for being merciless."

Song Li didn't want to be too irritated with the sect's forces because the human race in the entire Nebula War Zone was all composed of sect families.

It is precisely because of this that the Song Li and Ming Ce Alliance used extremely high elixirs to recruit people, but specifically stipulated that it would not recruit people who were already disciples of the sects, because Song Li did not want those sects to feel that the Ming Ce Alliance was poaching their corners.

Song Li knew that if these sects and families in his territory were not properly cleaned up, the entire Mingce City would not be able to live in peace, and he, the city lord, would not be able to sit steadily.

Su Mei's belly grew bigger day by day. She had suffered injuries healed when fighting against four powerful gods who entered the imperial capital a few days ago.

Although Song Li did not come back, from the Holy Lion Empire Alchemist Guild, during that period, he almost became her exclusive alchemist and pharmacist.

Su Mei knew that it must be Song Li who made a special instruction, and her heart couldn't help but feel warm.

She has been wandering among the human race for nearly ten thousand years, and now she finally feels like she has found a home.

A few days ago, Ning Qianxue sent a message to her, saying that in order to avenge her, Song Li not only killed all the four powerful gods, but also announced to the entire Nebula War Zone that no one could move Song Li's family.

Even Su Mei was very happy when she heard the news from Ning Qianxue, but Ning Qianxue did not tell her what method Song Li used to declare a demonstration to the entire Nebula War Zone. She was quite curious about this.

However, in recent days, she has also encountered troubles, and the abnormal movements of Shenyuan Mountain have begun to become more and more frequent. In order to open the seal of the Divine Emperor, the eight God Kings allowed themselves to return to the Divine Clan and ensure her safety.

For her, this is an opportunity for her to return to the gods, and to gain a foothold in the gods, or even regain power.

She didn't like power, but she didn't like the eight god kings even more. She fought for benefits from each other, causing many children of the gods to die at their own hands.

The news was passed to her by the eyeliner she placed beside Antu. If it were before, she would not have been upset about this matter. She had been lurking in the human race for so many years and had experienced a lot of hardships. She has been persisting until now, and she is waiting for the day she returns to the gods.

But now she received the news, she was not excited at all because she knew that Song Li would never agree to her return to the gods.

Also, it is because she found that she had begun to like the current home.

I was used to Tang Xinyi coming to ask her how she was in every day, and I was used to Wei Qianxun coming to deliver soup to her every day, and I was used to Song Kaiyuan and Song Kaiyan pointing at her belly every day to argue whether the younger brother or sister was inside.

Once you get used to some things, you don’t want to change them, but don’t change your behavior?

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"Boss, our small families under the rule of Mingce City have all withdrawn a large number of people, leaving only a hundred people in each fortress, where to deal with the situation." Li Yun said frowningly.

It is obvious that these small families are resentful of being managed by Mingce City. Although the owner of Mingce City is Song Li, they are targeting not Song Li, but Mingce Alliance, which belongs to the state power.

"What a panic, something I've thought of."

Song Li pondered for a little while, glanced at Li Yun, and then said, "It's just some small sects. Since I don't want to belong to the management of the Mingce Alliance, the city lord will fulfill their wish."

There are no major sects under Mingce City, all of which are scattered and small sects. Song Li knew that Mo Canghai had a good intention, and wanted to avoid the larger sects being unable to suppress them, so he distributed these fragmented small sect families to Mingce City.

Little do they know that these sects are too small and too scattered, making them even more difficult to manage.

What made Song Li the most trouble was that even the leaders of these smaller sects, even the leaders of the family, had a certain gap with the leaders of the sects because of their low status.

Song Li was too lazy to integrate these small sects, which was too time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Since she was too lazy to integrate, Song Li only had one way left, which was to replace it.

"Okay, it depends on whether your teacher's words are important." Song Li smiled at Wei Qianli.

As he said that, he waved to Wei Qianli, left the hall, and took Wei Qianli to the residence of the four city lords.

In recent days, there has been no major war between the human race and the gods, and the four city lords are still leisurely. After all, the city lord is only responsible for the defense areas and war command of the sects and families under his jurisdiction, and there is nothing wrong in normal times.

"Oh, are the four city lords still studying this sand table here? They are really hardworking..." Song Li said with a smile.

The sand table is a new thing for the entire Nebula Continent. Not only the four city lords, but also the strong men from all over the Mingce Alliance are very curious about it.

At a glance, you can see the topography and landforms of the entire Nebula Continent. When the strong men of various countries in the Mingce Alliance saw this, they couldn't help but take a breath, because this sand table contains all the countries on the Nebula Continent.

If Song Xinghai and Song Li really wanted to unify the countries in the Nebula Continent, they might be able to succeed. Not to mention anything else, just say that the countries in terms of intelligence are already far from the Holy Lion Empire.

From this sand table, they could see that the Holy Lion Empire had carefully investigated almost every inch of land in other countries.

Wei Qianli and Li Yun were both surprised and happy when they saw the four city lords looking at the sand table, and they couldn't help but feel contempt and sneer.

But they both forgot that when Song Li just made this thing, their expressions were no different from those of these four city lords.

At that time, Wei Qianli was lying on the sand table for several months, calculating the possibility of the Holy Lion Empire annexing the countries.

"Four seniors, it's useless to study this sand table for how long you can. This is the sand table of the Nebula Continent, but it does not include the Nebula War Zone. There is no way. My intelligence system does not have the ability to detect the Nebula War Zone..." Song Li couldn't help but remind him when he saw the four people's meticulous appearance.

"You can tell this. No matter how stupid we are, we can see that this sand table does not include the Nebula War Zone." Ning Xiaokun curled his lips.

"Hey, tell me, the four of us are indeed stupid enough. We have fought with the gods for thousands of years, so why have we never thought of creating such a thing?

Before the war, based on the cultivation level and number of people of both sides, combined with such an intuitive terrain sand table, we can calculate that the trend in the real battle can be achieved with ease." Guan Mu shook his head, with a little self-blame on his face.

During every battle, Guan Mu would basically go through the battle to be fought before the war in his mind, wanting to be foolproof, but no matter what the winner is, almost every time, he had something he could not imagine. It was difficult to achieve everything by imagination alone. This was human nature, and he thought it was not a big mistake before.

But when he saw this sand table, he felt a sudden remorse and thought to himself that since he knew that some things he could not imagine, why not find a way to make up for this deficiency, such as making something like the sand table in front of him.

"Junior Brother Guan said that, it can be seen that this thing is not complicated. It can almost be said that it can be created as long as you can think of it, but I didn't expect it. It's really damn." Moti shook his head helplessly.

He immediately smiled and said, "Before, I heard from Brother Ning that Junior Brother Song is a stunning and stunning person. I don't know much about it. Even if you have the title of the Heir of the Human Emperor and have become the first Divine Pill Master in the history of the Nebula Continent at a young age, I still feel that it takes time to test whether you can afford to be praised by a city lord.

But after seeing the sand table, I realized that Junior Brother Song is definitely worthy of the four words "Shocking and Beautiful".
Chapter completed!