Chapter 589 Do you value him? Did you give him pills?

The man's eyes held a hint of childlike confusion as he had just woken up, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes stared straight at the lion fur on the Tyrant Lion's face.

The Tyrant Lion felt a little guilty after being seen. Did he take the photo at the wrong time?

Just when Tyrant Lion was about to coax the child, those beautiful and enchanting eyes had already turned to the long hair on his neck.

Tyrant Lion shrank in fear and hurriedly told what was going on.

[Buran, look, little Wanwan is so special to this boy.]

Bu Ran didn't look at it, but stretched out his hand to stroke the smooth and soft fur.

[It’s too long and needs repairing.]

Tyrant Lion is about to cry, he can fix it himself, you don't need to do it.

[Buran, why do you think Xiao Wanwan is so nice to that boy? 】

Tyrant Lion continued to try to change the subject.

Bu Ran is just trying to scare the Tyrant Lion, not really shaving his hair.

He sat upright and looked at Feng Wan.

I just recommended that young man to be the city lord. Did you give him pills? Did you give him high-level spiritual herbs?

This lion is really making a fuss out of a molehill.

【Just average.】

Bu Ran would close his eyes against the Tyrant Lion again after saying such a word.

[Bu Ran, this is already very unusual. After all, that young man and Xiao Wan Wan met by chance. 】

Buran adjusted himself to a more comfortable position and said lazily.

[The little one has big ambitions right now, probably to train talents for Jiuhuang.]

[Oh, if you explain it this way, I think it’s right.]

The jade hand with clear bones slapped the lion's head.

【Your master, when did I say something wrong?】

The Tyrant Lion's head was patted down a little, this is such a resentful master.

Buran stopped caring about the Tyrant Lion and closed his eyes directly.

【Get down, I want to sleep on your back.】

The Tyrant Lion stared, and finally lay down.

It's not that he's afraid of it, but that he really wants to make him feel better.

He is just a arrogant and troublesome child, he just needs to pamper him more.

Looking back at his master who was sleeping again on his back, Tyrant Lion looked up at the clouds in the higher sky.

For Bu Ran, sleeping is sometimes more important than practicing.

This is because Xiao Wanwan will not be able to catch up with him for a while, and he will sleep more and more.

On the ground, Feng Wan recommended the young man to be the city lord, and Mo Qiong expressed his support.

Half of the disciples of Ling Yuan Sect were supportive and half were skeptical.

Because this young man is not the most advanced in cultivation, nor is he the most prestigious. If he is asked to be the city lord, will the monks in the city listen to him?

However, they have learned to be smart through this incident, and they will never speak out easily even if they feel it is inappropriate.

They, Fairy Mo Qiong, obviously listened to the words of the late-stage foundation-building female cultivator, and their words only made people annoying.

Now it's up to the other monks in the city. If they don't have any objections, then let this young man take over.

"Since you asked me to help choose the city leader, then I will choose him."

The monks in Xianyu City looked at me and I looked at you, and then someone raised objections.

"Fairy, it's not that we don't believe you, it's just that Zhao Zhen is young, has low cultivation, and has no charisma.

If you let him be the city lord, I'm afraid it won't work."

"That's right, I think it's better to choose someone who is excellent in all aspects."

"Please believe me, I can definitely be the city lord."

Zhao Zhen was no longer timid, but bravely patted his chest and recommended himself.

It is good for young people to have ambitions, but being a city lord is not so easy.

"Ye Zhenchun meets your requirements in every aspect, but what's the result?"

Amidst the opposition, Feng Wan said calmly.

Two sentences, neither light nor heavy, but inspiring.

Yes, cultivation and status are secondary. Being the lord of a city must be virtuous.

Zhao Zhen is a kid who does very well in dealing with others and other aspects.

After another heated discussion, the majority finally defeated the minority, and Zhao Zhen was successfully elected as the city lord.

In order to give Zhao Zhen, the city lord, a stable position, Feng Wan and Mo Qiong stayed with him to help him calm down the chaotic situation in Xianyu City.

Zhao Zhen also has the demeanor of a city lord. The first thing he did when he took office was to abolish the inhumane salted fish regulations.

From now on, there will no longer be any restrictions on practice time in the city.

Even if you want to practice hard and stay up all night, no one will care.

Most cultivators tend to endure hardships, and even those who can't bear it will have no problem practicing five or six hours a day.

Zhao Zhen's move made everyone very satisfied.

After the salted fish regulations were abolished, Zhao Zhen decided to change the name of the town and say goodbye to the salted fish before.

But he didn't plan to use the original name. He thought of dozens of names but was not satisfied with it.

Finally he mustered up the courage to ask Feng Wan for advice.

Strangely enough, in the eyes of outsiders, Mo Qiong's cultivation level is much higher than that of Feng Wan, but Zhao Zhen still feels that Feng Wan is more reliable and can give him more strength.

When facing Mo Qiong, Zhao Zhen always called her fairy, but when he came to Fengwan, he wanted to call her sister affectionately.

"Sister, can I call you this?"

Zhao Zhen was a little nervous. Was he too abrupt?

"Can."

After receiving Feng Wan's agreement, the young man's eyes immediately lit up.

"Thank you, sister, I just want to ask you a favor."

"Don't be formal, just say it."

Feng Wan's voice is neither impatient nor impatient, gentle and pleasant, making it easy to calm down.

"Yes, sister, I want to change the name of our small town.

But I’ve thought about it a lot but I’m still not satisfied, can you help me pick one?”

Because it was Feng Wan who recommended him to be the city lord, Zhao Zhen always felt grateful in his heart.

A thousand-mile horse is indeed valuable, but if you don't meet Bole, it will only be buried.

Xianyu City really doesn’t look like the name of a city, and it should have been changed long ago.

But Feng Wan is not good at naming names either, but she has many babies, and with everyone’s wisdom, she can figure out just a name in minutes.

[Master, I think it’s better to have a taller name.] Bai Yu climbed up the gossip list with Fat Nightmare and also learned some popular words.

[Not bad, but it’s better to have a good meaning.] Baizhi gave his opinion.

The gorgeous red wings of the fire phoenix stretched out its furry little face. Well, she thought of a good name when combined.

[What do you think about calling it Longmen City?]

Feng Feather Fan, who was floating over, happened to hear Huo Huang's words and immediately circled to express support.

[I think it’s good, let’s get the lucky draw of a carp leaping over the dragon’s gate.]

Fat Nightmare raised her little fat paw and scratched the part of her neck that could no longer be seen as a neck.

[Yes, although they are salted fish, they are pretty much the same.]

Feng Wan was also very satisfied with the name. The cubs were getting smarter and smarter. He would make elixirs to reward them in a few days.

Feng Wan relayed the name to Long Zhao Zhen.

Zhao Zhen immediately clapped his hands and applauded.

"Sister, you are so awesome, then our small town will be called Longmen City from now on."

I don't know if Zhao Zhen's voice was too loud or something happened, but Buran woke up on his own and looked at the shyly smiling young man.
Chapter completed!