Under the spread of ten or ten of hundreds, not only the Instrument Spirit Country, but even the entire True Realm, already fully knew that Guilin Land had been renamed Guilin Kingdom. Guilin Kingdom, there is no need to break it, and you can get the corresponding spirit stone for free every month according to your cultivation.

In Guilin, there is an emperor named Mo Xiaohe, who is extraordinary in battle. Even Geng Huairou, the proud son of the Son of Heaven who was recognized by everyone in the Instrument Spirit Country, couldn't help him.

This is great news for any inhabitant of the Machine Spirit Nation who has been oppressed by the three major forces.

This may be a silver lining for those who are fleeing the fate of enslavement and have been displaced for many years.

This may be a turning point for the strong people who are not mixing well or are unhappy under the hands of the three major forces.

But everyone is wondering if this little emperor, who has not grown Qi and whose soul is torn apart, can lead Guilin to become strong?

Guilin does not allow anyone to sacrifice slaves, this is against the will of heaven, what will the three major forces do? What will the people of the world do? What should they do?

Everyone is staring at this and is taking a wait-and-see attitude.

"Little junior brother, Cangsheng asked you to accept Li Shou as prime minister, have you ever thought about why?"

"What's next for you, how you're going to do it, what the implications will be, have you thought about that?"

Junior Sister Jian Dan put her arm around Junior Junior Brother Mo Xiaohe and asked uneasily.

It's not so much that Jian Dan is questioning whether Mo Xiaohe wants to think about these things, but rather that Jian Dan is questioning why Mo Xiaohe doesn't think about these things.

Because she knew that the lazy Mo Xiaohe would definitely not think.

Mo Xiaohe's neat and beautiful sharp oval eyes frowned slightly, but he didn't speak.

"You are the future emperor of Guilin, you have to provoke the beam, everything should be done by you. Haven't you thought about it?", Jian Dan, who has always been gentle, pressed step by step.

What to do? Mo Xiaohe just frowned deeper.

"Geng Huaiguo and Moleni Island have many ways to deal with us. ”

"The army pressed the border, sealed the intersection of Guilin Country and did not allow them to enter and exit, and suppressed all those who wanted to join Guilin State, they would do all this. ”

"Declare to the world that Guilin is not allowed to sacrifice slaves, it is against the will of the Book of Heaven, it is against the will of Heaven, and they will do this. ”

Jian Dan tugged at the sleeve of Ramo Xiaohe deeply, "You don't need to talk about this. Even if they just send a lot of masters over and sacrifice our people as slaves, it will be very difficult for us to deal with. ”

"Have you thought about this?"

Jian Dan asked tightly sentence by sentence.

Mo Xiaohe's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Suddenly, he licked the mouth of the sugar gourd, stretched it out, and smiled stupidly, "This is delicious, do you want to take a bite?"

Eat deliciously, it seems that he is very pitiful and innocent, and it also seems that he is very hateful.

Jian Dan lowered his head very knowingly and did not speak. The little junior brother must not understand, because she can't figure it out either.

Then she took a bite of the sugar gourd in Mo Xiaohe's hand, well, it was indeed delicious. Although there are traces of the little junior brother biting on it, it seems that the little junior brother doesn't mind, so it is very sweet.

The two continued along the street.

Leaving Rosewood Town, the two have been touring the mountains and rivers of Guilin for many days. This station is the largest city in Guilin, commonly known as Guilin City, with a population of about 2 million, accounting for one-fifth of the population of the entire Guilin country.

Although it is a big city, it is the city of Guilin, so it must be poor.

In the Instrument Spirit Country, only the four categories of spirit stones, soul stones, beast elements, and empty trees are the most valuable. However, since Guilin does not allow the sacrifice of slaves, and the residents of this place do not have a penchant for sacrifice of slaves, the soul stone has no effect.

As for the spirit stones, the Guilin Kingdom now has no spirit veins that can produce spirit stones. The same is true for the beast element and the empty tree.

Therefore, there is no foreign thing to trade with people outside Guilin, and Guilin can only be self-sufficient, so it is naturally poor.

It is precisely because there are nothing of great value, and people do not have the habit of sacrificing slaves, so even if there are many people in the city, the streets are bustling, and occasionally there are shoulder to shoulder, shouting and shouting one after another, it can be regarded as very kind.

Everyone is just as poor, so naturally there is nothing to pretend to be.

Under the endless stream of people of different colors, Mo Xiaohe, the two senior sisters and brothers, also looked mediocre.

There is no fame and fortune to chase, the vast land is sparsely populated, and the hunger is not dead, and it seems panicked after eating and sleeping. Besides, in the vast world where you can compete for me in the Instrument Spirit Country, those who are willing to come to Guilin Country to settle are also about the same waste people and lazy people.

In this way, Guilin City naturally gave birth to many craftsmen.

There are those who make wine fragrantly, those who sing beautifully, those who play the piano well, those who write beautifully, those who sew clothes beautifully, and those who do rouge well... In short, it is not good for the people of Guilin City to quarrel, fight, or cultivate, but when it comes to eating, drinking, and having fun, even if it is compared with the entire real realm, there will always be someone in Guilin City who will win the first place in the world.

Don't want money, just have fun. If you want money, you can also make money, Guilin City is close to Guilin Mountain, there are many spiritual stones and gold on the mountain, and there are many strange people, you can go to exchange with a group of wonderful masters and apprentices on the mountain.

Because the most valuable spirit stone soul stone beast element or something, no. It's fun, it's all over the street. There is no shortage of delicious food in the mountains and forests, in the sea and in the rivers. Moreover, the people of the Instrumental Spirit Country only live and grow old, do not die of illness, and it is difficult to give birth, so as long as they do not die, people are those people.

So there is really no contradiction in Guilin City. Even the city lord who seems to be high above is just a name, so that everyone knows that there is a city lord. Then it is necessary to take care of the so-called self-defense forces in the city and deal with some petty fights.

And this city lord is also chosen at random by going door-to-door to love whoever votes for him. Therefore, the city lord of Guilin changes almost every year.

This year's city lord is relatively rare, she is a sixteen-year-old girl who has not yet reached adulthood, because she writes well, makes poems in seconds, plays the piano pleasantly, and is beautiful, and she is a big celebrity in Guilin City. Everyone wanted to have fun, so they all chose her.

"Are you really the city lord of Guilin?" is that they all found the door of the house, and Mo Xiaohe couldn't believe that she was the city lord of Guilin.

Because the city lord does not have any real power, the city lord also seems to be easy to see, and smiled, "Of course I am the city lord of Guilin, surnamed Orange and named Zhu." ”

Mo Xiaohe nodded at Guilin City Lord Orange Bamboo Nene, "If I say that I am the emperor of Guilin and come to discuss the affairs of Guilin with you, do you believe it?"

Orange bamboo is only sixteen, wearing ordinary yellow shorts with broken sleeves and old folds, and her beautiful long hair that has just been washed and dried is casually rolled under her shoulders. Her head was calm, and she looked like a little girl next door.

Orange Bamboo's head sank very deeply, and he looked at Mo Xiaohe for a long time before replying, "If you can believe that I am the city lord, then of course I also believe that you are the emperor." ”

Just like a little girl next door, when she was dragged to steal the sweet potatoes of the West family, Orange Zhu shook her head again and again, "But if you talk to me about national affairs, I won't do it, it has nothing to do with me." ”

I don't know what came to mind, Orange Bamboo asked cautiously, "Why don't you and I play the piano on poetry?" Nothing else. ”

Mo Xiaohe's head was also very deep. He thought to himself that this city lord didn't know anything, and he didn't know how he became a god, it was really appalling, it was really pitiful, and it was really intolerable.

Orange Zhu looked at Mo Xiaohe, and his head was also very deep. She thought to herself that this was the emperor of Guilin, who was known to the world? He looked stupid, didn't understand anything, and didn't know how he became a god, it was really appalling, it was really pitiful, and it was really intolerable.

...

"Then don't talk about anything. ”

After looking at each other's salaries, Mo Xiaohe broke the silence, "You go out and talk to everyone." ”

"The Emperor of Guilin is here. ”