It was already late at night when I saw the leader Dou away.

However, Wen Zilong had already slept too much during the day, and secondly, it was the time to receive gifts, so he naturally had no sleepiness.

Outside the door, footsteps sounded softly, and a barbarian dragon walked in.

As soon as he came in, Haier introduced to Wen Zilong:

"This is the head of the Yi family."

After saying that, Haier retreated.

After the Yi family leader clasped his fists to Wen Zilong, he took out a Ruyi bag:

"Sir, I know, you don't like this gift from me. But this is the best gift that our family can give. Please accept it."

Wen Zilong took the Ruyi bag and explored his mental power.

I saw 50 million barbarian dragon coins and a spiritual medicine inside.

This is a walnut-sized pill that smells scented.

Before Wen Zilong asked, the head of the Nayi family said:

"Our Yi family is a family of alchemy. Our highest-level alchemist is a sixth-grade alchemist. The best spiritual medicine he can refine is this fortune pill. And in the past fifty years, only three have been burned. Two of them have been used by the strong men of our family, and only the last one is left."

"Transportation Pill..."

Wen Zilong was about to ask what this fortune pill is for, but after thinking about it, he couldn't ask.

I am a "seventh-level extraordinary strong man". If I haven't even heard of the fortune pill, wouldn't I be exposed in minutes?

In the spirit of finding a system in which there are difficulties, Wen Zilong checked it in his mind.

The system will give the answer soon:

"The Transport Pill can convert its own energy into energy of other attributes, with a time of one minute. However, there is a limit, which can only be converted between five regular attributes."

"Damn it!"

Wen Zilong was so excited that he almost burst into snot bubbles.

I was really sleepy and someone handed the pillow.

I just got a wooden-attributed Biying Wood Spirit Bow. I was worried that I had no wood attribute, but someone sent me a fortune pill.

Wen Zilong even doubted whether these two guys had agreed.

The only regret is that Wen Zilong has not reached the sixth level yet and cannot use these two kinds of sixth level things.

In short, put it away first and you will always reach the sixth level.

After putting away the green shadow wooden spirit bow, Wen Zilong sighed lightly and said:

"You are poor, there is nothing good."

When the leader of Na Yi heard this, his expression changed slightly and he hurriedly said, "I'm really sorry, our Wuji City is too remote and there is really nothing good. The treasures in our eyes are garbage in your eyes. But we only have these spills. Please forgive me."

Wen Zilong nodded: "Well, I forgive me. Have you three big families always been disagreeing?"

The leader of the Imperial nodded: "Really."

Wen Zilong said: "In the future, your Yi family and the Dou family should be closer."

Clan leader Yi didn't know why Wen Zilong said this, but since the extraordinary and powerful man said it, he dared not refuse to agree.

He quickly replied: "Yes."

After seeing off the patriarch Yi, the next person who came in was naturally the city lord with the highest status.

This city lord is different from the two city lords Wen Zilong saw before.

Before, Si Hong from the Shattered Star City and King David from the Never Sleeping City were both tall and burly, and they were obviously fighting-type.

The lord of this Wuji City is a typical foodie type.

He is very low, only about 1.8 meters tall.

Among the barbarian dragons whose heights are generally more than two meters to three meters, this is already considered a dwarf type.

It would be fine if you were low, but this guy was very obese.

Apart from having two thick legs and being able to walk upright, he looked like an obese meat worm.

Wen Zilong felt disgusted when he saw it.

He first handed over the Ruyi bag, and then introduced himself to Wen Zilong:

"I am the lord of Wuji City, my surname is Pang, my name is..."

Wen Zilong waved his claws and said impatiently:

"Don't tell me the name, I can't remember it if I say too much. If you are so fat, just call me fat City Lord."

The city lord's face changed slightly, and his eyes were uncertain.

You know, what he hated the most in his life was that some people said that he was fat.

A man dragon once said he was drunk and said he was fat, but the man dragon was killed by him the next day.

Why?

Because the strong are majestic, they cannot be offended.

To say that he is fat is offending him.

So almost every barbarian dragon in the entire Wuji City area knows that the city lord cannot be said to be fat.

Wen Zilong is so good that he just called him Fat City Lord.

But, calling is just calling.

So what can the fat city lord?

In front of the seventh-level extraordinary strong man, he, the sixth-level man, is a weak man.

What else can he do?

Thinking of this, the eyes in his eyes finally stopped being gloomy.

A smile filled his face and said, "Yes, yes, this description is very appropriate. Just call it Fat City Lord, it's pretty good."

Wen Zilong used his mental power to explore the Ruyi bag.

I saw that there were a stack of money tickets in the Ruyi bag, which totaled as much as 100 million.

He was immediately delighted.

Now all my money has been added up, I am afraid it has been more than 500 million.

Who says making money is tiring?

It's obviously very relaxed, okay?

Next to that stack of money tickets, there were piles of fist-sized things.

Among these things, light red energy is constantly flowing.

Barbarian Dragon Stone!

Wen Zilong's heart moved.

I counted secretly, and there were ten!

Ten barbarian dragon stones!

Sure enough, this city lord is still quite generous.

One move was made to ten barbarian dragon stones.

However, although he was excited, Wen Zilong's face did not have a trace of expression.

You can't always show that you have never seen the world.

When the city lord saw Wen Zilong's ten barbarian dragon stones, his expression did not change at all. He thought to himself: It turns out that he is a seventh-level superpower, and has seen the world. Most people will probably be crazy about seeing ten barbarian dragon stones.

After reading the gift, Wen Zilong threw it on the table in front of him.

It looks like he doesn't care much about this gift.

Ask the fat city lord: "I heard that what competition do you want to hold here?"

The fat city lord quickly replied: "It's the 'Wuji City Strong Man Competition'."

"I heard that the top ten can enter the third floor of the library?"

"That's right. Because there is a scroll on the third floor of the library. Over the years, no barbarian dragon has been able to obtain this scroll. So I wanted to use this method to see if those strong people are destined to be with this scroll and can get this scroll."

Wen Zilong nodded: "Then can I participate in the competition?"

The fat city lord nodded repeatedly: "Of course, of course, any barbarian dragon can..."

When he said this, he suddenly realized and shook his head again:

"Sir, you are strong and you don't have to participate in the competition. Everyone knows that you are the strongest person in our Wuji City area now. So you can get the scroll at any time."

Wen Zilong was secretly happy.

This saves a lot of trouble.
Chapter completed!