As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

The head of the He family was full of domineering power, and with that perfect energy explosion, he was like a god descending to the earth.

Due to the special layout of the venue, the guests on the viewing stand could not see or pay attention to the entrance, so almost no one noticed the presence of so many important figures.

It was not until the air wave came down from the sky that people realized who had helped Mo Feng City block the attack.

The He family is firmly in the top spot among the aristocratic families, and its current head, He Zudao, is also a powerful person of a transcendent level.

The spectators were stunned for a long time. Seeing the big names appear one after another, their brains were almost on fire.

Many of the younger generations who saw this big man for the first time did not have the time to think too much. Besides being shocked, they only showed respect for the strong man in their eyes.

[Brother Wuwei, you really have been fooled by this old man. Why doesn't he know how to leave the opportunity to the young people?]

Looking at the old guy who was reluctant to come down, the head of the Shen family unconsciously used the words of a little girl, with endless sourness in his words.

If the Shen family ranked first, then I would be the one appearing in front of the city wall now.

Shangguan Wuwei was speechless after hearing the voice transmission in his sea of ​​consciousness. How could an old fellow with so much weight look down on others for being old things?

The Shen family is indeed a family that produces extraordinary people!

[Uncle Shen, it's our turn to go on stage.]

The head of the Shangguan family heard the other party's intention, but his expression remained unchanged and he casually rejected the temptation.

One of them calls me brother, and the other calls me uncle. They are casual about their seniority and each has his own opinion.

Patriarch Shen glanced meaningfully at the 'little fellow' beside him, then he lightly tapped his toes and rose from the ground, landing first on the stage where the opening ceremony was held.

The younger generation nowadays can’t even take a joke, that girl is still interesting.

"Everyone, Shen is polite."

When the head of the Shen family, wearing torn "beggar's clothes", came on stage, the sensation he caused was definitely no less than that of the head of the He family.

This fashionable look is really cool.

Before everyone could react, the appearance of the head of the Shangguan family added fuel to the already boiling scene, not to mention the collective appearance of the heads of the Chen, Liu and other families who followed closely behind.

On the viewing platform, representatives of the ten major families, led by Patriarch Shen and Patriarch Shangguan, each stood in their own position.

The empty space in the middle made people shift their attention to the head of the He family who was standing in the air and facing the flying boat.

They're all here!

Wan Bugui, with his head buzzing, looked at the head of the family who suddenly appeared, and then at the equally astonished Second Young Master, and was suddenly caught in a dilemma.

【Lao Wan, what's wrong? 】

Shangguan Wuwei glanced at his youngest son, who seemed to be in good spirits and had probably been doing quite well in collecting scrap recently. He didn't understand why Lao Wan looked so conflicted.

[Master, the second son wanted to be the son-in-law of the Wenxian Sect, but was ignored.]

Upon learning that the Second Young Master and the Second Young Master might have already become one person, Wan Bugui couldn't bear to see the tragedy happen again.

Calling Shangguan Jie "Second Young Master" was a subtle reminder to the head of the family that this was the limit of his status as a family worshiper.

[Son-in-law who lives with his wife? ]

However, the head of the Shangguan family did not seem to notice the change in Lao Wan’s address, as his mind was completely attracted by his son’s thoughts.

He immediately snorted coldly, raised his head and glared at Fei Zhou, "May I ask, Your Excellency, what is wrong with my son that you don't even bother to reply to me? Why do you want to discourage the child's sincerity like this?"

You complain about this and that, do you really think that the people in your sect are immortals?

It is true that aristocratic families cannot compare to the sects, but you can’t just step on them whenever you want!

This powerful question broke the silence in the room and made everyone, who had come back to their senses, realize that today's drama seemed to have just begun.

Shangguan Wuwei spoke up on behalf of his son, not wanting to listen to what the other party had to say. He turned around and looked at the head and wife of the Lin family who were still on the ladder.

"My dear brother, sister-in-law, the old guys are here. I can't handle them all by myself. Don't just stand there."

"Brother, you are right. It is my fault."

The top three families all expressed their opinions. When Lin Tianze heard the call from the head of the Shangguan family, he immediately took advantage of the situation and jumped down from the ladder with his wife. There was no trace of his previous leisurely attitude.

Seeing this scene, Mr. He felt a pain in his back teeth and couldn't help but think of a proverb in the secular world.

A dragon gives birth to a dragon... Even if the little fox's parents are not old foxes, they should not be fools.

This boy is a tough guy!

"Tian Ze greets all the seniors. Mo Fengcheng has been very negligent. Please forgive me."

Lin Tianze kept a very humble attitude, as if he was a bullied child who finally found an organization.

He quickly instructed Lin Tengyun to bring people to bring up the customized seats.

"Tianze, why don't I go and you entertain the seniors." Xiao Rou stopped her husband because there were not enough chairs.

Mu Tou had thought beforehand that the major families might send representatives of extraordinary status, but he never thought that the rulers of the four super dynasties would come to Mofeng City in person.

However, Lin Tianze's answer was very interesting, "Don't worry, Madam, Tengyun knows what's going on."

The sharp-eyed old man could see what the couple was up to, and when the fourteen identical standard chairs came on the stage, the head of the Shen family immediately had an idea.

The chairs that the head of the Lin family had ordered in advance were not enough, but the young master Lin had made some in advance.

[Old He, you see, that girl can even calculate this step, can we lower our requirements a bit and just take Mofeng City with us this time? ]

[Brother Shen, the 100-year deadline is approaching, and it is too late to change the plan now. Let's wait for the next 100 years. By then, no matter what level of cultivation and talent Miss Lin has, she will be included.]

Upon hearing this, the head of the Shen family curled his lips and wanted to scold the other party.

That girl not only took out a magic weapon, but was also fighting for the aristocratic family and the dynasty.

If she found out that even after doing this, no one was willing to play with her, she would definitely turn the table over.

As a result, Young Master Lin changed his sect out of anger...

[Brother He, have you ever thought about this? The little girl has obviously realized something is wrong. Do you think she can wait for a hundred years given her personality?]

[Old Shen, the fact is that the Lin family and Mofeng City are too weak. Even if the Xiao family is included, they can't gather a single Mahayana cultivator. If we make an exception, which of those old guys in the dark will be able to sit still? ]

[What if the little girl abandons her status as the young master of a noble family in a fit of anger? ]

[If it really comes to that, we can only accept it. ]

Having said that, the head of the He family no longer had the heart to stand in the air. He flashed to the stage and sat directly in the chair in the middle.

Rules are rules. If the aristocratic family really cannot keep the phoenix, then it is fate.

After Lin Xiao came to prominence, he was favored by the heads of all the aristocratic families. With everyone's help, he successfully became a leading figure of the younger generation.

Patriarch He and Patriarch Shen hoped that in the next hundred years, Young Master Lin would lead the younger generations of the aristocratic families to fight against the sects, but who could have imagined...

It’s all the little girl’s fault for being born in the wrong place, and for growing up too fast. She’s only in her twenties, and she’s already touched upon the great secret of this world without even entering the path of Taoism.

The current Mofeng City is not strong enough, and no one will accept taking such a huge advantage for nothing.

Otherwise, why would these old guys be so mean as to discredit the little girl whom they had brought up?

Seeing the determination of his old friend, the head of the Shen family shook his head slightly. He immediately lost interest in talking and also gave up the idea that had arisen by chance.

When it comes to God’s favor, who dares to be careless?

Thinking of this, he reached out and touched the holes in his clothes, and sat down second.

The heads of the noble families appeared in groups, and their every word and action attracted much attention.

After the head of the Shen family took his seat, the exquisite chairs lined up in a row all found their owners.

This scene formed a sharp contrast with the flying boat hovering in the sky.

Aristocratic family versus sect?

So, what about the dynasty, which side do they stand on?

Many people naturally came up with this idea, and the next moment, the four seats on the east side of the stage also had owners.

The rulers of the four super dynasties, Qiyue, Tianyu, Donglin and Taixuan, nodded slightly to Patriarch Lin and gave the answer directly with their calm sitting posture.

"Fellow Daoist Hengyue, what is the old grudge between your sect and Mofeng City? You may as well be frank with me, and I can act as a middleman."

Following the words of Patriarch He that seemed to be an attempt to mediate but were in fact a blatant declaration of war, the meeting room, which had been slightly noisy just now, suddenly fell silent.

Everyone turned their heads and focused their eyes on the huge flying boat.

"Is this the attitude of your family and dynasty?"

Heng Yue looked at the dynasty and the aristocratic families who openly stated their positions, and he was not too shaken.

In other words, this is exactly what the Wenxian Sect wants to see.

Because it's just Lin Xiao, it's not worth it for the sect to make such a big fuss.

When the real target appeared, he sneered, raised his right hand again, and a ball of red flame instantly formed in the palm of his hand.

"Humph, if that is not a hundred-year agreement, but a thousand-year agreement, what choice will you make?"

When this was said, most of the people present were confused and did not understand what this meant.

It seems that behind the ranking of major forces once every hundred years, there is a big secret that ordinary people are not aware of?

The rulers of the four super dynasties and the heads of the top three aristocratic families all changed their expressions when they heard this.

The millennium has come ahead of schedule?

"Young Master Lin Xiao of the Lin family is disrespectful to the sect and asked the Immortal Sect not to allow Mofeng City to unveil its plaque. Do you have any objections?"

The raging flames carrying the rich laws of fire danced on Heng Yue's fingertips, as if in a mockery.

His eyes were also full of interest, and then he flicked the flame lightly, and the flame floated towards the city wall at an extremely slow speed.

Will anyone come out to stop it this time?

Seeing this extremely humiliating attack, Patriarch He, whose face turned from green to white, did not move. Patriarch Shen, Lin Xiao's business partner, could not stand up. Shangguan Wuwei, who was exchanging New Year gifts with the Lin family, closed his eyes...

Even Lord Situ, who had promised in advance to help for a fee, pretended that the transaction did not exist.

They didn't expect that this time would be a thousand-year period. The little girl was too impatient and missed a great opportunity!

Several bigwigs were collectively silent, and some agreement reached before was easily torn apart by the sudden variables.

Everyone stared at the slowly drifting flames flying towards the city wall, with a myriad of thoughts in their minds.

Below the sect, we are all ants.

Finally, the flames emitting enchanting light reached the target. Some people subconsciously closed their eyes, some secretly mobilized their spiritual power to prepare for the aftermath, and some...

But no one would have thought that the attack from the powerful eighth realm hit the plaque on the city wall without even creating a spark.

Boo!