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You must know that the Moran royal family and the Brocade royal family are both old royal families that have existed for hundreds of years. Needless to say, they are extremely rich.

And the salt mines in their territory are under their royal control, so the salt drying plants cannot escape their control.

In front of the natural moat of Lengshui River, which is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and under the sharp edge of plane war, the two royal families naturally have to offer a price that can impress Feng Yu.

This is very comfortable for Feng Yu. He has asked Yili to test what Cattail City lacks, and the knife is sharpened very quickly. As for whether it is used or not, he prepares it first, so that sharpening the knife will not delay the woodchopping.

When Feng Yu saw Cromwell again, it was in a temporarily modified rehearsal room. Feng Yu was taking Nicole to watch the elf singer and the band rehearse.

Feng Yu was lying on the wooden bench with his arms around Nicole's slender waist, holding a glass of iced snake fruit wine in his hand. Nicole was staring at the stage while feeding Feng Yu one after another. Feng Yu was already half full from a plate of fruit pulp chilled with cold water.

He had so much free time recently that he was busy with phone calls, telegrams and other things. He finally caught up with the elf singers and the band to practice the songs he provided, so naturally he wanted to take Nicole Sweetheart to preview them.

At the end of the song, Feng Yu put down his wine glass and patted the palm of his left hand a few times with the first half of his right hand. He had a satisfied smile on his face, saying that more is better than more.

At this time, the door on the side of the stage was pushed open, and a staff member of the parliament came in. He stood by the door and made a gesture of invitation. Then, Cromwell, who was hunched over and had his hands behind his back, left. Come in.

Cromwell, who walked in with a smile on his face, saw Feng Yu sitting on a bench with his beautiful elf girl in his arms. On the stage were a group of long-legged elf girls.

"Zhoucao, how did you, an old man, find this place?" Feng Yu said in surprise.

"You are so cool," Cromwell said in surprise.

Feng Yu cursed when he saw the human girl walking in behind Cromwell.

No wonder he wants to hang out in Cattail City. The elf is too kind to this boy. Cromwell also sneered.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my granddaughter, Wei Zhi Cromwell." Cromwell smiled and pulled the girl behind him to introduce to Feng Yu.

"Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend Nicole."

I won’t tell you my full name. It’s depressing. All readers are devils.

Feng Yu also replied, saying that it was fortunate that he was slow to speak. If he didn't congratulate the old man on his happy marriage, he would have been anxious otherwise.

"What are you doing today? It's such a big scene." Cromwell didn't notice. He took his granddaughter and sat down at the other end of the bench. He also took a wine glass from the tray and poured himself a glass. Bright red snake fruit wine.

"We're rehearsing. We're going to do a show recently to make us popular." Looking at Cromwell who drank half a glass of snake fruit wine in one sip, Feng Yu continued in surprise: "The Saint also drinks."

"Why can't the Dharma Saint stop drinking?" Cromwell asked in return.

"That's not true. I thought people who are greedy for pleasure can't become Dharma Saints."

"What a ridiculous idea this is. How can one suddenly realize the true meaning of magic without experiencing all kinds of things in the world?"

"Oh, there is another saying." The Elf Magic Saint must be an Elf Magician who is not very Elf.

"Don't worry about the details." Cromwell smiled and waved his hand.

"I remember your last name is not Cromwell, right?" Feng Yu glanced at the human girl on the other side of the bench.

This girl, like Cromwell, has platinum-blond hair, and her clothes are exquisite but not luxurious. She does not look like the granddaughter of the French Saint, but more like a child from a wealthy family.

You know, Cromwell himself was wearing a very gorgeous magic robe. The robe was solemn and elegant, with gold wire patterns and inlaid magic gems. It was a perfect mess for the Magic Saint.

It's a pity that the clothes on Cromwell don't look very expensive at all, because the old man looks very easy-going, the kind that you can't pick out from a pile of people, and he doesn't feel that he looks more noble when he wears these clothes.

This is considered a waste of clothes.Feng Yu came to a conclusion in his heart.

Cromwell is so old that he can't see Feng Yu's thoughts: "My magic robe was given by the Royal Academy of Magic and paid for by the Moran royal family. I am also a magic saint after all. I can't embarrass Moran."

As for Wei Zhi, since I became the Dharma Saint, some distant relatives in our hometown have changed their family names to Cromwell, so Wei Zhi can only do as she pleases. "

Feng Yu extended a thumbs up and waved someone to serve a fruit plate to the granddaughter of Fa Sheng.

"What are you doing here?"

"Rehearsal, you're here just in time, there are two more shows, let's watch them together. Things from my hometown." Feng Yu winked at Cromwell.

"Rehearsals continue. Rehearse the remaining two programs. When the equipment is debugged tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, it will be enough to have a final rehearsal."

Looking at the halfling backup dancers peeking behind the stage, Cromwell also gave Feng Yu a thumbs up, with unknown meaning.

Feng Yu took Nicole and sat back down, waiting for the performance to start.

The next song is Xu Song's stunning side. The song has scenes and emotions, the melody is elegant, the lyrics are lingering and atmospheric, and it is very spiritual.

Feng Yu hummed a lot of classic songs from Great China for the orchestra and elf singers to arrange according to the existing instruments. But he did not shamelessly say that it was his own work, but told the truth that he was a singer from his hometown. their works.

The prelude of the elf xylophone, coupled with the duet performance of two elves, and the exotic tune made Cromwell, the magic saint, fascinated by it. The girl next to him was even more exaggerated, covering her chest with her hands. , the whole person trembled slightly.

Let me say here that before humans met the elves, they only had a very simple language inheritance. As they learned bows and arrows, hunting, and later magic from the elves, the language of the elves began to become the target of human learning.

In the beginning, being able to speak Elvish was the exclusive preserve of a few people. Later, in order to promote Elvish skills among the entire population and select magic apprentices, Elvish also spread among humans.

After all, humans at that time did not have the ability to translate basic magic formulas into human language, but the formulas and techniques of basic meditation methods were the basic conditions for determining magic qualifications and practicing basic meditation methods.

At that time, the elves' advanced spellcasting units had precise means of determining their qualifications for practicing magic, but the elves would not bother to screen the large population of humans one by one.