Chapter 64: The Election of the City Lord

In a luxurious hall of the Linxi family on Chicheng East Street, the patriarch Fu Wei sat high, and the six high-ranking family members under him sat down in turn. On the wooden table in the middle of them, a jade bottle stood quietly, and most of everyone's eyes were focused on this jade bottle. Mooy sat at the bottom and was recounting the difficulties of the journey.

When he heard that Lake, the second strongest man of the Pleloré family, had disregarded the demeanor of his elders and united a group of sand bandits to intercept the medicine halfway, Fu Wei's face suddenly became gloomy, and the general master directly scolded angrily.

"Damn, the Prolé family is too shameless, and Lake, this old boy, is too arrogant to dare to blatantly grab medicine. ”

Pu Shi's face was pale, and his fists were clenched tightly, as if he wanted to crush the Plolay family.

"Why don't I take some of the elite of the family and destroy a few Poplet family shops to vent my anger?"

The corners of Fu Wei's mouth twitched, and he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Third brother, no, now that I am still the city lord, how will the people of Chicheng think of me?"

"Mooy, things are doing well, it's good that you can still escape safely under a second-level warlock like Lake and bring back the medicine!"

Fu Wei looked at the demure girl at the bottom, and a touch of love appeared in his eyes. For his granddaughter, he is quite fond of it. Not only is the warlock talented, but the ability to deal with things is not weak. In the future, the future of the Linxi family may depend on her.

Mu Yi's eyes were a little gloomy when he heard this, Ying Ying got up and knelt in front of Fu Wei.

Fu Wei was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why is this?"

Mu Yi said: "Sun Er is guilty, there are only seven pills left in this jade bottle, and the remaining three pills I traded with those two bandit leaders in exchange for a chance to escape." Not only that, but all the guards you sent to me were killed, even the three of them from the Warlock Guild were ......."

As she spoke, Mooy's eyes were covered in mist, and she was almost buried in the desert.

A fierce light flashed in Fu Wei's eyes, and in just a moment, he hid it well, "Mo Feng, Mo Feng, you have done too much"

"Bang!"

Pu Shi slammed the stone table beside him, and the surface of the stone table instantly cracked, and the spider web-like cracks began to extend outward.

"Damn, big brother, I can't bear it anymore, Fu Zi, Miyou, Lihuai, Fuyu, Fei'er order all the generals, follow me!"

Pu Shi blew his beard and glared, his temper was extremely hot, and the four men and one woman who were called by name were angry and scolded one after another. This elixir can be a high-level medicine that can make an ordinary person without the talent of a warlock rise to the middle stage of a first-level warlock within two years, and the peak of a first-level warlock within five years, but it is not an ordinary kind of inferior liquid that can only promote people to the middle stage of the first level.

This kind of pill is much more expensive than the liquid medicine, and with the wealth accumulated by the Linxi family for many years, it is already the limit to buy ten pills. Being cut off three pieces in this life is like cutting flesh, which is extremely heart-wrenching.

"Bastard!Stop it all!!"

Fu Wei shouted, sonorous like the sound of a bell, which shocked everyone to cover their ears and sit down in an orderly manner, not daring to say a word.

"Now is the critical moment for the election of the city lord, whoever dares to act rashly will be dealt with by the family rules!"

Fu Wei glanced at everyone with a cold look, and then comforted Mu Yi warmly and helped her to get up in person.

At this moment, the old servant of the family suddenly knocked on the door urgently, Fu Wei waved his hand, and a surging energy opened the closed door. The old servant entered the hall tremblingly, handed the scroll in his hand to Fu Wei, and respectfully withdrew.

Fu Wei opened the scroll and glanced at it quickly, and suddenly his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his strong aura was like a giant beast roaring in the sky.

"Big brother, what's wrong?" As the person with the highest rank among the rest of the people, Master Pu's heart sank and asked in a low voice.

Fu Wei was silent, read the contents of the scroll again, and handed it to his third brother.

"I just got the news that the content of this year's city lord election is a three-on-three battle, which is no longer determined by the previous merit of exterminating the kidnappers or the construction of the city, and it is stipulated that it must be an immediate family member of the family and the strongest person in the family is not allowed to participate. ”

Everyone was amazed, the only female high-level Fei'er was the daughter of Fu Wei's late second brother, she thought for a moment, frowned, and said: "Uncle, if the strongest person in the family is not allowed to participate, that means that the old guy of Lake will definitely participate, and with his second-level warlock combat power, he will definitely win a game." As far as I know, among the second and third generations of the Proloré family, there is only one third-generation child who is two years older than our Mooy, and Mo Ci's talent is not weak. It is likely that they will send Moji to participate. The other children all took medicine to become warlocks, and their limited combat power was not a cause for concern. With the right strategy, we can still win. ”

"Yes, the third sister is right, although the third uncle is an acquired warlock, he was already close to the peak of a first-level warlock thirty years ago, and the family's mastery has been involved, and the palm is like a deep sea wave. I can't make ten moves in front of the third uncle. ”

"And our Mooy is extremely talented, and he has already touched the threshold of a second-level warlock at the age of sixteen, which is much better than that old boy who became a second-level warlock at the age of fifty. Moreover, the one-handed swordsmanship also contains great divine might, which is more than enough to fight against Moci. ”

"Yes, yes" everyone's expressions were relatively relaxed, the third uncle had entered the peak of the first-level warlock for more than 30 years, and the family heirloom spell had been learned all over again, and there were few opponents among the first-level warlocks. And the niece Mooy is gifted and not inferior to the kid Moci. This is to win two games, what are you afraid of?

Fu Wei's face did not improve, he was still gloomy, and everyone was puzzled, could it be that what they said was wrong?

After reading the contents of the scroll, the general master sighed, and said: "If you know the order of battle, it's okay, this competition will let the participants of our two families draw lots, and those who win the same number will be classified as opponents." And don't forget, Mo Feng has a grandson, who is regarded by him as Tianjiao. ”

"Grandson...... Also immediate family!"

Only then did the faces of the people become ugly and worried. That's a lot of pressure!

Fu Wei is worthy of being the head of the clan, he was the first to wake up, comfort everyone and stimulate everyone's morale, pointed to the jade bottle in front of him and said with a smile, "Even if the city lord election fails this time, it will only lose some profits." The overall strength of the Prolé family is still inferior to ours, and we still have these seven pills, which can create seven first-level peak warlocks. When the time comes, we will rely on the family heirloom formation to see how arrogant Mo Feng and Lake are. ”