"Today is Xiao Fubao's 100-day banquet, but there is a saying that I, Song Laizi, cannot vomit well. Our town has today, thanks to whom?

We are not the mayor, but if we were not the mayor, we wouldn't know what hard life we ​​had! Do you think so?"

In the lively banquet.

Song Laizi's voice was heroic and loud, and he picked up a large bowl of wine and drank it all in one go.

The villagers around him nodded in agreement.

No one knows how poor the Gala Village was once, and it is better than them.

At that time, many families were busy for a year and could only solve their food and clothing.

Today, their Gala Town is the richest town in Luoyang County.

Every household doesn’t say how much money it is, but at least they won’t be hungry anymore, eat enough, and wear warm clothes anymore.

And all this is thanks to one person.

That person is the mayor.

"But some people have just lived a good life for a few days and have forgotten how this good life came about!"

But at this moment, Song Laizi slowly shook his head and laughed at himself.

"Brother Song, what do you mean? Why do I listen to something?" a middle-aged strong man asked in confusion.

The guests around him all turned their attention to Song Laizi.

"It's not interesting. I've heard something recently, saying that Xiao Fubao got the strange disease because the mayor did too many unethical things and was retribution!!"

"Are you funny?"

Song Laizi waved his hand, as if he was telling an insignificant joke.

But the banquet suddenly became an uproar.

"What? Which dog is gossiping? If I know who it is, I will break the dog's legs!"

"I'm the one. Since the mayor became the village chief, how much has he done to our village? If that's all an immoral matter, it's also for our village!"

"Get out, if you can't speak, just say less. What does the mayor do unethical things to our village? The mayor clearly does a good thing!"

Several tables of men slapped the table and stood up one after another, with anger on their faces.

Immediately afterwards.

The banquet suddenly became messy, but everyone was angry that the mayor was slandered.

But if you are careful, you will find that from the beginning, when Song Laizi spoke, to the fact that someone later made a fuss and made a fuss, most of them were from extraordinary escort agencies.

...

But Bu Fan didn't know what happened at the banquet.

Because at this moment, he looked at Song Xiaochun with a leisurely expression.

Today, Song Xiaochun and his family came to congratulate him, and Bu Fan invited Song Xiaochun and his family to come to see Xiao Fubao in the house.

At this moment, Yang Yulan smiled and hugged Xiao Fubao.

Xiao Fubao opened his eyes wide.

Although his eyes were dull and dull, his long eyelashes and delicate and cute little face felt like a porcelain doll.

And there are two little heads next to Yang Yulan.

These two little heads, with their long necks, looked at Xiao Fubao in Yang Yulan's arms curiously, and looked at her ill-hearted appearance just like his father.

Anyway, Bu Fan thinks so.

"Miss, Xiao Fubao is so beautiful!!"

Jianbao raised his little head and looked at Xiao Xibao next to him. Laibao was not willing to be outdone, and he tried hard to light his little head, looking very agreeing.

"Of course, Xiao Fubao is the most beautiful and cute in the world!" Xiao Xibao looked very happy and proud, and she looked particularly cute.

"Xiaochun, don't you still have to practice swords? You see, it's still late, so it's important to go home to practice swords quickly! You must know that the key to everything is persistence. Only by persevering efforts can you go further in the swordsmanship!"

Bu Fan, who was standing beside him, said softly beside Song Xiaochun.

"It's okay, it won't be a problem if you don't practice for a day, and I remember you said before that proper rest is for better progress!"

Song Xiaochun's cold face showed a smile.

Bu Fan: "..."

Why do you feel like this bastard is worthy of beating?

Several girls in the room who knew the reason shook their heads helplessly.

The children tilted their little heads and looked confused.

And Xiaoman sneered, men are childish.

Fan Xiaolian, who was beside her, secretly glanced at Xiaoman, wondering why Sister Xiaoman suddenly laughed, but Sister Xiaoman smiled really coolly.

...

On the other side.

A little boy about eight or nine years old stood by the canal, looking at the bustling place from afar.

This little boy is nothing but a lie by Linghe.

Linghebang wanted to attend Xiao Fubao's 100-day banquet, but because Old Master Ling was afraid that his identity would be discovered by the mayor, he told him not to attend.

"Boy Ling, I'm also doing it for your own good. Once my identity is discovered by the mayor, we will have to finish playing!"

An old voice rang in Linghe's mind.

Linghe did not speak, but looked blankly at the direction of the mayor's house.

He didn't know whether the identity of the ancestor Ling was discovered by the mayor. If they would finish the game, he knew that the ancestor Ling would definitely finish the game.

In the jade pendant worn by Linghe’s chest, Old Ancestor Ling also looked at the mayor’s house, his eyes full of fear.

"Wheel wheel"

But at this moment, a sound of wheels rolling came from the sound of car wheels rolling.

Linghebian subconsciously looked up.

I saw a luxurious carriage slowly coming.

The carriage was led by two handsome horses.

Several people followed around the carriage.

These people are all different in costumes, including middle-aged scholars, tall men and beautiful women.

And two old men sat in front of the carriage.

One is sloppy and messy with hair, like an old beggar, and the other one, known by Linghe, is Wang Changgui, who is called the old village chief by the residents of the town.

Linghebang thought that these people were also here to attend Xiao Fubao's 100-day banquet.

After all, there are quite a few people coming to the town these two days.

But what Linghebang didn't know was.

When he saw the carriage, Old Zu Ling suddenly widened his eyes.

Because the people in front of you are not ordinary people.

Not to mention that the luxurious carriage is an innate spiritual treasure, let alone the two horses that led the carriage were actually transformed by two demon saints.

He has never been so arrogant even if he has been a powerful figure in the world of immortal cultivation.

You should know that the status of the demon saint in the demon clan is extraordinary. It is not easy to make a demon saint surrender and be willing to become a mount.

And more importantly, the aura of the few people around the carriage is the Mahayana cultivation level.

When did the Mahayana realm become so valuable?

Can you encounter so many things in the world at will?

Old Ancestor Ling was incredible.

At that time, his Mahayana cultivation was the existence of the elders of the top sects, and he was also an ancestor in the middle-level immortal cultivation sect.

Such beings rarely walk in the world of immortal cultivation.

And at this time.

These elders of these top sects and ancestors of medium-sized sects actually guard the carriage like guards.

Has it been a hundred thousand years?

The outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The once high and terrifying Mahayana period has reached a level of as many as dogs in the world of immortal cultivation?

"Maybe the choice of boy Ling not leaving the village is right!!"
Chapter completed!