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- "Sage, it's like this. The head of He'an is not appointed by me, but chosen by the people." Chunhe explained carefully, looking at Jin Buhuan's face.
To be honest, he really wanted to agree to it! After all, the person in front of me is a saint of the same realm! But this approach will directly affect He'an's avenue!
Seeing Chun He¡¯s dilemma, Jin Buhuan laughed, and was not embarrassed. He just said confidently, ¡°It doesn¡¯t matter, can¡¯t I still successfully run for the master of the first house?¡±
Hearing Jin Buhuan say this, Chunhe breathed a sigh of relief, and then praised Jin Buhuan, "Of course there is no problem! Isn't it easy for the saint to take action? I am here to wish the saint a success in advance!"
¡°It¡¯s better to choose a day than to hit it. I think we should run for office now.¡± Jin Buhuan said with a smile.
Chunhe glanced at Jin Buhuan, who was fighting Wang Lun until his brains were knocked out, and said with some hesitation, "Sage, you are not in a hurry for this moment, are you? And you also have to peel off Master Liu's Dao Fruit"
"I can just run for election with this spiritual thought. It won't affect the overall situation." Jin Buhuan said.
Chunhe is a little bit conceited, but after much thought, he can only agree not to exchange money.
Or else?
Do you refuse?
"What kind of square is around Yong'an Square where Taoist friend Jing'an lives?" Jin Buhuan asked.
"Returning to the saints means Yongping, Yanfu, and Xuanyi"
"Let's go to Yongping. Yongping, Yong'an, eternal peace, this means a good thing." Jin Buhuan interrupted Chunhe and made the final decision. of
"How to choose? How to go through the process?"
Seeing Jin Buhuan¡¯s eagerness to try, Chunhe looked embarrassed and said, ¡°Sage, I think we should not be so impatient. Let me explain the election process to you.¡±
Jin Buhuan waved his hand, "No, just tell me the policy directly. Can such a trivial matter still trouble me?"
"Okay." Chunhe had no choice but to nod in agreement.
"City Lord, if the gold-for-nothing saint loses the election, won't the scene be ugly?" Zhaocai secretly sent a message to Chunhe, "Otherwise, I'll go say hello."
Chunhe stopped him, "No, since the saint wants to join us in He'an, he must follow the rules. As for getting angry? Or being hit? How can the Taoist heart of a saint in the same realm be so unstable? Don't worry."
Although Zhaocai still had doubts, he still nodded when Chunhe said this
"Sage Jin Bu Huan has joined He'an?"
"The whole world celebrates! Comrades, we and An have added another saint to the same realm! God help me and An!"
"It's true! The news is true! And Saint Jin Buhuan has gone to run for the head of Yongpingfang! Is there any Yongpingfang comrade online? Broadcast live."
"Do you think a saint who can't exchange gold for money can successfully run for Yong'anfang leader?"
"Is that necessary? It's necessary! Can you refuse a boss who is a saint in the same realm?"
"Well¡¡"
Countless He'an residents were ecstatic after receiving the news, and some even shouted loudly, "The saints from the same realm have joined us!" With the addition of Master Jing'an, He'an will have two saints in the same realm! I will dare to sleep more soundly from now on. If the two saints of the same realm join forces, the chance of success in running away with Ancheng in the future will be higher!
When the Three Great Whites come to light!
"What the hell, Saint Jin Buhuan actually joined He'an! This is more uncomfortable than killing me!"
"Hey, don't you always consider yourself He'an's friend?"
"Alas, I am not only afraid that my friends will have a hard time, but I am also afraid that my friends will be like a fierce tiger."
"How can the Jin Buhuan Saint join He'an? He'an is so good at stirring up troubles, doesn't this trap him?"
"Hmph, if you don't join He'an, how about joining your sect?"
"Can't you?"
"Where's your face!"
"Our sect is a famous sect in Zhongzhou after all. It's better than He'an's, right? Yongpingfangheh, isn't this a joke?"
"Brothers, someone has opened the market!"
"What is the opening?"
"Can I succeed in becoming the master of Yongpingfang without gambling money in exchange for a saint?"
"Which stupidgood person is giving away money?"
"We haven't caught the heel yet, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, we have already notarized it in He'an. Don't say that our brothers are getting rich without thinking about everyone. Go quickly, otherwise you won't even be able to make soup, and the people who place bets will go crazy!"
"crazy?"
"Some people have begun to sell themselves to raise more funds for betting! Some people have mortgaged their entire sect."It won't be long. "Jin Buhuan, who wanted to understand, said gently to the residents of Yongpingfang.
¡°We are looking forward to this day coming!¡±
"Saint, I will definitely vote for you next time!"
"Saint"
The residents of Yongpingfang are very enthusiastic, and they would be even more enthusiastic if the current owner's face was not as dark as the bottom of a pot
"Didn't you say that we were going to draw a Dao Realm Fruit? Why hasn't it started yet?!"
"That's right, are you kidding us? Start now! The lottery has been drawn, and I still have to move bricks to make money!"
"You're right, we're in a hurry! Don't waste time!"
Jin Buhuan walked away very freely, but the warrior monks who placed bets were not so carefree. "Brothers, see you on the rooftop!"
"Fellow Taoist, is that not the case?"
"You know what a hammer is, I mortgaged the entire sect, and now I have lost everything. I would rather be dead than alive!"
"That idiot who mortgaged the sect"
"I can't live anymore! I'm going to die!"
Void.
Chunhe smiled and thanked Jin Buhuan. Jin Buhuan didn't know why, and Chunhe didn't hide it. He told Jin Buhuan that because of him, He'an made a fortune.
After hearing Chunhe¡¯s explanation, Jin Buhuan sighed repeatedly.
After a pause, he asked again, "City Lord, what are you going to do? Are you going to let them die?"
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