"The Lord of the City is here!"
Someone from far away conveyed the news of the arrival of the city lord, and the hall suddenly became quiet. Experts from the nine major sects and none of the sects all eagerly awaited the arrival of the city lord.
"I see you, City Lord!" The nine guardians in the hall saluted at the same time.
"No gift!"
The city lord entered the hall surrounded by several experts. At the same time, all nine guardians walked towards the city lord.
The city lord was a tall and fat old man with a smile on his face. He was nodding to everyone at this time. When he saw Long Ao, he couldn't help but take a second look. When he saw the drunken madman, there was a trace of light in his eyes. A look of awe.
"Everyone, this city lord has failed to welcome me from afar. Please forgive me if my subordinates have not treated me well! This gathering of heroes at Juying Villa is truly a rare event in Yunmeng City!" the city lord said with a smile.
Everyone has taken their seats, and the city lord has arrived. It is inevitable that some polite words will be exchanged, and the atmosphere seems warm as they drink and drink.
On the surface, everything seems to be calm, but who can participate in this conference will be a fuel-efficient lamp. Everyone has more or less felt how many undercurrents are hidden in the calm.
"Let's drink first. We'll discuss anything later! Come on, heroes and heroes, let me toast you all!" The city lord was smiling, but he was troubled in his heart.
"To the City Lord!" Everyone raised their glasses.
When the city lord heard the news that the drunkard had also arrived, he was immediately frightened. If he hadn't been backed by a powerful cultivating sect, the drunkard might have killed Yunmeng City decades ago.
The purpose of gathering all the gang masters this time was obvious, that is, to kill Long Ao. Everything was ready, but it was a pity that the drunk maniac suddenly appeared, and the city lord was extremely depressed.
Long Ao is already quite difficult to deal with, but now comes a drunken lunatic. The city lord is at the end of his rope and has no strength to deal with these two people at the same time.
The drunk maniac lowered his head to drink, and his cold eyes slowly glanced at the masters of the other eight sects. How could he forget the revenge of the sect
It's just that the more the alcoholic madman knows, the more scruples he has in his heart. Not to mention other sects, even the leader of the Evergreen Gang has a good relationship with the immortal sect, and the city lord in front of him is the direct descendant of a certain immortal cultivator. If not, For the sake of Xiaoyaomen's bloodline, he has long been fearless in killing everyone.
Looking at Long Ao, the drunk maniac suddenly felt a feeling of envy in his heart. He was carefree, fearless, and did whatever he wanted, just like himself back then.
"It's a pity, it's a pity that such a young talented warrior will be ruined in the cultivating sect sooner or later." The drunken maniac sighed in his heart.
Long Ao's attention was completely focused on the alcoholic madman. Is the alcoholic madman in front of him really the alcoholic madman who made even the warriors of Yunmeng City talk about it? Why was there a hint of desolation in his eyes
"The Xiaoyao Sect was destroyed by the nine sects, and the alcoholic madman was also besieged and killed. Why was he able to drink so calmly in the face of his enemies? Is it because I am too short-tempered?" Long Ao had deep doubts.
"This damn city lord, the more he looks at him, the more unhappy he becomes. Hell, assassinate me and kill him later." Long Ao really didn't take the fat city lord in his eyes.
The city lord has already given up on his original plan. In front of the drunkard maniac, he has no confidence in killing Long Ao and drunkard maniac at the same time. But if he lets Long Ao go this time, God knows what kind of strength he will reach. This young man's skill The progress is truly appalling.
The three people have different thoughts. The city lord is very worried about the two of them, and even more worried about Long Ao's growth potential. The drunk maniac is worried about the immortal sects behind the city lord and the bloodline of Xiaoyao sect. Long Ao is thinking about when to kill the city lord and complete the project. The first task given by the master.
After the banquet, the city lord's men had arranged a place to stay for everyone, and agreed to discuss the next morning's election of the city lord.
The place where Long Ao and the others were located was a quiet courtyard. Several elegant rooms faced the courtyard with blooming flowers. There was a cool breeze in the courtyard. Long Ao was sitting alone on a stone bed with a very calm expression on his face.
"Raise a glass to relieve sorrow and make it more sorrowful; cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow even more!"
Under the moonlit night, Long Ao suddenly thought of Liu Qing, who was far apart in the sky, and couldn't help feeling a little sad.
"Martial artists and immortal cultivators are completely different worlds. Maybe I have become the pinnacle among warriors, but in the world of immortal cultivators, I have just started. There are so many powerful immortal cultivators! And when can I be rescued? Qing'er!" Long Ao felt a little upset.
"The immortal sect that the leader of the Evergreen Gang mentioned before he died, what can I do if they send people to find me now? Why didn't the drunk maniac kill the city leader and destroy the other eight gangs? Could it be that Yunmeng City is really being secretly manipulated by the immortal cultivators? Control it?" Long Ao looked up at the starry sky, watching the stars twinkling all over the sky.
Long Ao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Not to mention how many stars there are in the sky, let's just say that Yunmeng City is also huge and terrifying. With so many mountains around Yunmeng City, it is inevitable that there will be many powerful monsters, spiritual beasts, and immortal cultivators. It’s definitely not less, so how should I face it?”
"Look at the stars at night, Mr. Long, you are so cheerful!" The voice followed the person, and the figure of the drunk maniac flashed across the courtyard to the opposite side of Long Ao.
"Drunk maniac, what, can't you wait to fight me?" Long Ao adjusted his thoughts in an instant, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Senior, the city lord has an order not to drop by casually!"
An old man was coming from outside the hospital and said anxiously, but he did not dare to stop the drunk maniac.
"roll!"
Before the drunk maniac could speak, Long Ao had already shouted, and the old man backed away in fright.
"Young boy Long is so angry. This is not good. I was not like this back then. As the saying goes, if a tree is as beautiful as a tree in the forest, the wind will destroy it! You should understand this truth!" The drunk maniac said with a smile in his eyes.
Long Ao smiled slightly, "Your past was very glorious. I never thought of comparing myself with you in the past. What I want to compare with is the present. Drunken Maniac, I already know why you are here. I just want to tell you that I am better than you." More ruthless, more vicious, and more difficult to mess with.”
The city lord's envoy stood stupidly ten feet away, in a dilemma, but Long Ao and Jiu Madman seemed to have completely ignored his existence.
"Good boy, you are smarter than me, more talented than me, and more cruel than me. Why didn't I completely destroy you before? I created a powerful opponent for myself out of thin air. I don't know whether it is right or wrong. ”
The wine maniac grabbed a pot of wine on the stone table and drank it with his head raised to the sky, his pride rising to the sky.
Long Ao also grabbed a pot of wine and drank wildly at Yue. The two of them didn't laugh loudly at the same time until they finished the pot of wine.
"Drunken madman, you are not wrong. If I gave you a chance, you still would not kill me. But if it were me, I would have killed you long ago. Compared with me, you are still too kind." Long Aoqing smiled.
If anyone else heard someone say that the drunkard was kind, they would probably laugh out loud, but when Long Ao said this, the drunkard sighed in acquiescence.
"I'm not like you. I have too many concerns, but you are just a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. One day, your character will be polished without any edges." The eyes of the drunkard were shining with wisdom.
"Really?" Long Ao asked slyly.
"Yes!" The drunkard said with certainty.