Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Collection
Hu Yidao still didn't say anything, but slowly moved towards the door.
"Don't be nervous, I won't eat you again. Lin Luxi smiled, "And if I want to eat you, you have no chance to escape." ”
As if to confirm that he was not deceiving, Lin Luxi stretched out his right hand and grabbed Hu Yidao in the air.
The long knife that Hu Yidao was originally holding instantly took off his hand and flew straight in front of the other party's body and hovered still.
"You see, I really didn't lie to you. Lin Luxi stretched out a small white hand and gently stroked the rusty knife.
Lin Luxi closed his eyes gently, as if feeling the vicissitudes of life coming from the knife.
Hu Yidao's face was pale, but his natal magic weapon was already in the other party's hands, and he didn't dare to act rashly.
"So you're a monster, interesting. Lin Luxi finally opened his eyes, "This should still be rare in Dongshengzhou, can you make my collection?"
"Collectibles?" Hu Yidao was shocked, but before he could say a word of refusal, Lin Luxi had already stabbed the long knife into his heart.
In the last moment, they were still more than ten meters apart!
Hu Yidao's face was like ashes, and all the life force on his body was flowing down the wound on his chest to the long knife, but after two or three seconds, his originally tall body had turned into skinny skin.
Lin Luxi pulled out the long knife, and Hu Yidao's dry bones fell on his back, shattered, and a sword tip was exposed in his tattered clothes.
Curious, she picked up the dagger and found that it was made of stone, and it seemed to have a woman's breath inside.
No, it should be the breath of a female ghost!
I didn't expect to come out to take revenge this time, and I actually got two rare collectibles, which was really unexpected.
Lin Luxi put a knife and a sword into his cuffs, and then left the secret room adrift, and suddenly an arm-wearing arm stretched out from the basement that had been silent, Ganga climbed up slowly, and then shook his whole body vigorously, and countless insect corpses attached to the armor fell like rain.
Xiao Sanniang, who was skewered on the grill, was still not dead, and Ganga hesitated for a moment, but still drew the knight's long sword at his waist.
After a flash of silver light, the head was cut in half with an iron rod, and Xiao Sanniang's body also fell to the ground, and the flesh and bones at the wound were miserable and oozing, and there was still not a drop of blood flowing out.
The knight chief picked up his previously severed right arm and pressed it directly against the fracture, and several wisps of black gas poked out from under the shoulder armor, wrapping the severed limb like an octopus tentacle.
There was a tooth-aching creak from the fracture, but in a few moments, the entire right arm was intact.
Ganga raised his right hand, countless black qi condensed in his fist, only to hear a bang, a strange black flame had already ignited, and then pressed his hand against the wall, and the black flame spread to the entire room almost instantly.
The black flames didn't have any temperature, and they didn't emit a trace of smoke, and everything except the walls would quickly disappear if they touched a little, and in less than ten seconds, the entire room was left with a pile of black ash, and even the statue was not spared.
Ganga, who had been standing in the fire, waved his hand, and the flames turned black again into his arm, and then strode out......
Qin Luo, who was full of food and drink, took a comfortable hot bath, and when he was still singing and scrubbing in the bath, Shen Yun had already stripped off his clothes and burrowed into the quilt with a red face.
Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from afar, Shen Yun hurriedly covered the quilt and pretended to be asleep.
"Daughter-in-law, I'm done!"
Qin Luo pushed open the door as he spoke, and when he saw Shen Yun who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the bed, he immediately became light-hearted.
Feeling that the other party had slowly approached him, Shen Yun's tender face was red and cute, and a small heart beating like a drum.
"If he's going to get under the covers, what position am I going to use to kick him down? Wrong, wrong, wrong! How do I pretend to be reluctant, but not too tough, and what if I scare him away......
Just as she was thinking about how to refuse and welcome, a warm palm had already touched her forehead.
"It's strange, I don't have a fever, why is it so red?"
Qin Luo, who was puzzled, withdrew his hand, then helped Shen Yun tuck the quilt, yawned and left.
Lying back on the ground, Qin Luo, who hadn't slept for two days, hugged the newly bought thick quilt, and soon snoring.
Shen Yun on the bed scolded him in his heart, and slowly fell asleep......
After dawn, the entire city of Ningzhou underwent great changes.
The new patriarch Wen Changge announced that the Wen family would give up the position of city lord, and Han Futong, the commander of the southern city city defense, called a meeting of the other three deputy commanders and the lords of the 36th district to decide on the new city lord.
In the meeting hall in the front yard of the City Lord's Mansion, nearly 100 people sat on the ground, and Han Futong, who had already bandaged his right arm, sat on the main seat, and his position was currently the highest in the entire Ningzhou City.
In addition to the people and lords of the military department, there were also famous families in Ningzhou City, and even the representative sent by the Holy See Branch, Cecil, a cold and glamorous holy high priest.
Except for a few chief and deputy commanders, she was the only one present who had a seat, which was enough to prove the transcendent status of the Holy See in Ningzhou City.
Although the Holy See is not directly involved in political affairs, it plays an absolutely pivotal role, all the holy mages and wine sacrifices are subordinate to the Holy See, not to mention that the formula of the cannonball of the magic crystal cannon is firmly in its hands, if there are no cannonballs, the powerful magic crystal cannon is better than scrap iron.
After Han Futong saw that the people had basically arrived, he stood up and announced: "I believe everyone already knows what happened last night, I won't say more nonsense, the dragons can't be leaderless, and the third beast tide is coming soon, and I called everyone here today to elect the new city lord." ”
The Qianyuan Realm has always respected strength, and it stands to reason that whichever family is powerful can take the position of city lord in the bag.
One of the lords asked, "Commander Han, what do you want to choose?"
Han Futong smiled slightly: "It's very simple, I shout ten numbers, everyone present, as long as they think they have the ability to be the city lord, they can stand up, we raise our hands to vote, and the one with the most supporters will be elected." ”
Just as he was about to start counting, Cecil suddenly stood up and said, "Commander Han, can I say a few words on behalf of the archbishop?"
"Absolutely. Han Futong was obviously a little surprised, "Lord Shaman, please speak." ”
Cecil bent down and saluted him, and then said to everyone: "Our Holy See will provide Ningzhou City with one hundred magic crystal cannons and ten thousand cannonballs free of charge, just to recommend a city master candidate to Commander Han. ”
Before the words fell, the hall had become a mess, the price of a magic crystal cannon was equivalent to half a month's tax in Ningzhou City, what is the concept of a hundred magic crystal cannons?
If all the walls are equipped, Ningzhou City will be impregnable, at least this winter should be safe and sound.
As long as everyone's safety can be guaranteed, what does it matter who is the lord of the city?
Han Futong was also shocked, and he hurriedly said: "Lord Shaman wants to recommend which candidate, but it doesn't matter. ”
Facing everyone's surprised and happy expressions, Cecil seemed to have expected it, she smiled slightly, and said unhurriedly: "The person I recommend is the Lord of Lin Huanxi in District 10!"