The dust settled on the once every ten years of Doumei City, and it ended with the complete victory of Weiyang City.

One city won all six games at once, which has never been done since the founding of Doumei City.

Duan Yuling, the city lord of Doumei City, stood up with the support of the old servant, his spirit today was visible to the naked eye, and his appearance was a little more dazzling than before.

He stood up and held the Great Seal of the City Lord of Doumei City, stamped the scrolls of the competition record one by one, and handed it to the scholar behind him.

He was lucky and said solemnly: "In this Doumei Conference, the winners of the six categories of dance, talent, art, song, strategy, and tolerance are all Weiyang City. I am young and weak, and I rely on the help of the old people in the city and the elder city lords on weekdays, and now the Doumei Conference has reshuffled the cards, and I will rely on Weiyang City to support the rise and fall of Doumei City in the next ten years. ”

The old servant beside Duan Yuling took out six seals and put them on the table.

Duan Yuling raised her hand, "City Lord Mu, please." ”

Mu Zixiao got up, and under the attention of everyone, stepped step by step on the highest point of Wutong Terrace, and pocketed the seal representing the six points of power of Doumei City.

She turned around and looked at the elated people of Doumei City under the Wutong stage, looking at the beauties who made a stunning appearance in the Doumei Conference but had a sad face, she looked around at the seat of the city lord, some people were angry, some people were convinced, some people stayed out of the matter, and some people were full of calculations.

Is that okay? Is that enough?

No, it was just the first step, and it was the moment she had always wanted to have.

She didn't immediately step down from the Sycamore Terrace, but listened to the cheers, the cheers were low sobs, and the low sobs were wailing.

No one is willing to accept this result, whether it is An Yucheng, Lin Ting, the beauties who were driven here to breathe for a few days, or even her, they are not reconciled.

As soon as Mu Zixiao raised his hand, everyone quieted down.

Mu Zixiao's voice was not loud, but every sentence she spit out clearly came into everyone's ears:

"I, Mu Zixiao, have just arrived, and in just a few days, in addition to the competition, I have experienced the various states of the world.

In this immortal cultivation world, the weak eat the strong, and in this Xingling Prefecture, where the spiritual veins and spiritual energy are lacking, the people who cannot practice are even more alive, countless qualified junjie have been pulled down the quagmire, and countless strong people have sucked the flesh and blood of others, stepping up the ladder to heaven step by step. This matter has become the norm, so that everyone feels that it seems to be extremely fair, and it is common sense that there is no status, no family background, no qualifications, no talent, and no future. ”

Her gaze looked at the scantily clad beauties and saw that they were also looking back at herself, tears in their eyes, as if choked.

Countless people in Doumei City opened their mouths wide, and these words were deafening, these were the words of everyone's hearts, but no one dared to say it in front of everyone.

Because, it is a taboo for the strong.

"Now Weiyang City is in charge of the rights of Doumei City for six points, ten years. As the lord of the city, I should say a few more words to you.

I am not here to the city lords under you, but to the people under this Wutong platform, to the people who were once in the city of Doumei but were forced to leave their homes, and to the people who suffered injustice because of beauty and weakness.

I, Mu Zixiao, never thought that what exists now is the rules, what you are in now is destiny. ”

Countless people craned their necks and pricked up their ears to listen. Countless people who were subdued by An Yucheng bit their lower lipes and held back their emotions.

They listened to Mu Zixiao's words, as if they were injected with strength, and the indescribable hope seemed to be looming.

"I'm here to make a vow!" Although Mu Zixiao's voice was not loud, her oath was firmly engraved in everyone's hearts.

"I vow to take back the rights of your bodies, the right to move upwards, and your dignity as human beings."

It's a demon oath! It's a demon oath!

Everyone looked at the woman in white standing at the top of the Wutong Terrace, she was no longer as taciturn and unfathomable as before, with firmness in her words, and even made vows that made people feel crazy.

"So far, I hope that in Doumei City, everything will be fair, and everything will be taken care of. This change, today, begins! ”

After Mu Zixiao finished speaking, under Qi Han's angry gaze, he slowly walked down the steps in obliviance.

Whether it was Lin Ting's gritted teeth or Nie Daiyu's eyes with mixed feelings, they couldn't shake her a point.

With the end of her words, the ensuing events were overwhelmingly applauded, and the cheers were louder than any competition, and everyone's mood was more exciting than watching any performance.

Mu Zixiao has detached herself from the emotion of victory in the Doumei Conference, because she knows that the real tragic battle, the change that can only be achieved with blood, is indeed the beginning of today.