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119.Chapter 119 Wen Fu's Young Lord Election 【2】

Han Fei has been refining various pills. Wen Xueli looked for an opportunity to go out once before, bought a lot of medicinal materials and passed the time for Han Fei to avoid boring.

In the past few days, Zhuo Shuiran had no extra time to come to trouble her because of taking care of Ji Zhiran, so he missed the opportunity to find out that she had become so powerful.

It is estimated that if Zhuo Shuiran knew that because she did not look for a killer, Wen Xueli became an extremely powerful genius multi-level magician in just half a month, she would probably regret it to death.

When he thought of Zhuo Shuiran's ugly face that regretted to death, Wen Xueli felt that hard work now was nothing... Whoever harmed her should pay ten times a hundred times the price!

Three days later, the young master election meeting that everyone is looking forward to will soon arrive.

It is worthy of being the young master of the Wen family. Are all those who should be said to be either rich or noble? The most prestigious people in the entire imperial capital are here at this time.

There is a special arena for young masters to run for in Wen’s family. After the successive heads of the Wen family have experienced various tests and tempers from here, they have become the best person and stand out.

The arena is very grand. Every time the arena is opened, it is the young master of the Wen family who is running for election. In addition, the arena is always closed.

The examiners who are qualified to participate in this evaluation and viewing can only have nine outsiders except the elders of the Wen family. After all, the young master's election is not a juggling group for the nobles, and no one is allowed to be frivolous.

"Xueli, it's like you're here." Just as Wen Xueli was looking at such an environment, he heard a man's voice coming from behind.

Turning slightly, Wen Xueli saw a man in a light green robe. This man was Young Master Ji.

Wen Xueli has always been very curious. Ji Zhiran is quite strange. He never reveals his true face. How could he be too ugly?

He had no idea that he had been criticized as an ugly uncle in his heart. Ji Zhiran's voice was very soft and walked to Wen Xueli, "I thought you were feeling uncomfortable just now, so I planned to go over and see you."

"Thank you, Young Master Ji, for your concern." Wen Xueli smiled politely. She didn't hate him at all. After all, as far as possible, this person has been standing on her side.

"It's nothing, Xueli, just do your best during the election campaign later. Don't be hurt, do you know?" Young Master Ji spoke with some concern.

"I understand." Wen Xueli also received his kindness, but how could she be injured? A slightly evil smile appeared on the corner of Wen Xueli's mouth, which was fleeting.

However, Ji Zhiran was still quite worried about her. After all, in the eyes of those who didn't know, although Wen Xueli was a disciple of the Red Fox, she was only taught by the Red Fox for less than half a month. What's more, Wen Xue

Whether it is the magic aura or the aura of a powerful swordsman, Li's current body is not as good as a strong man can possess...

"Young Master Ji, please come here. Our Young Master's election meeting is about to begin. Please sit down first." The maid came respectfully to welcome Ji Zhiran.

I originally wanted to say something, but seeing this, Ji Zhiran had to look at Wen Xueli worriedly and said, "Let's go."

After several distinguished guests sat down, Zhuo Shuiran represented the identity of the Wen family's mistress and began to speak some scenes before the election.

Wen Xueli was a little bored and drowsy when she heard it.

"Hmph, can you be so nervous now, right?" A provocative voice sounded from your ears.
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