Bright Era

Hua Li ended his court meeting in the Victory Palace and returned to his home in a carriage.

Hua Li, who was proud of the spring breeze, pursed his mouth and looked at the street view through the window with a slight smile. The development of Berrely in the past two years has been faster and faster. Because of the continuous expansion of the district, Fah Lai has received more than one application to expand the city wall of Berrely.

Of course, the city wall must be expanded. Even if the existing city wall is moved five miles away, it will be a huge municipal project, and the expansion and development of the city will bring endless sources of money.

But this matter must be carefully planned. The profits contained in this are too great, and you have to find a way to get the most benefits for your family. Of course, the interests of other families must also be considered. For example, Marshal Beian’s family has tens of thousands of private soldiers. It is a bottomless pit for swallowing money. If you don’t give them any benefits, they will definitely make trouble for themselves of.

There are noble women with small umbrellas walking in and out of the exquisite shops on the street. Hua Li looked at these gentle and pretty noble women with a smile, and the blood of the whole body expanded. His impulse made him feel the beauty of life.

"Very effective potion!" Raising his hand, he carefully looked at the age spots on the back of his hand that were gradually disappearing, Hua Li nodded in satisfaction. It is really effective. In order to regain a youthful body, some sacrifices are inevitable.

Through the window, Hua Li saw Yu Lian wearing a black cloak, a tricorne inlaid with silver rim, and holding an eagle-headed staff. Yu Lian, who was walking in the street with strides, had a vigorous and vigorous figure, with a healthy blush on her face. This is a true youth.

Hua Li looked at Yu Lian enviously. This young man, of course, knew that Yu Lian was still a distant relative of Hua Li’s family, even though the blood of that relative was discussed, even Hua Li A bit confused, but Yu Lian is a good relative of her own family.

Because of this, after Yu Lian graduated from the Fifth University, the Hua Li family arranged for Yu Lian to enter the tax bureau in Berriley. This is a fat deficiency, a real fat deficiency, and according to observations in recent years, Yu Lian has done a good job.

According to family information, Yu Lian is a bit messy in her private life, but everything else is pretty good.

"Well, which young man doesn't like women? It's not a big problem!" Hua Li smiled and looked at Yu Lian's away back, with his right hand gently on the black crystal ring on the left middle finger. Stroked her magic ring.

Perhaps Lian can be listed as the key training object of the family. He has kinship with the family and has good personal abilities. The family will always be handed over to Titian and other young people in the future. Titian will arrange a few powerful ones in advance. Assistant, can't wait to make arrangements in a hurry, right?

The curtain fell, and an obscure flash of Hua Li's left ring flashed, at least a magical fluctuation of the Saint Master level. His body gradually became blurred, and then he quietly disappeared from the carriage. The family guards surrounded by the carriage seemed to be unaware of what happened in the carriage. They continued to protect the empty carriage towards the Hua Li family's residence.

The next moment, Hua Li appeared in a deserted old house in an unknown deep mountain and old forest.

Four towering minarets constitute the main body of this mansion. The surrounding walls collapsed, twisted rotten wood surrounds the courtyard, and the hand of a ghost stretches out to the sky. There was a grey mist constantly pouring out from the underground, and the mist twisting like a living thing made people feel greasy. Hua Li frowned and waved, shaking his head in dissatisfaction.

"It's always such a place, can't we arrange a pleasing house?"

Hua Li complained in a low voice, and a low voice came from a hall in the center that was about to collapse.

"The question of funding, my Prime Minister, funding! I also want to find a few beautiful castles on the sunny beach with blue water and silver sand as meeting places. However, our total budget for this year is 200 million. Gold coins, but I must tell you that in just three months at the beginning of the year, I have spent 150 million! So, you must be frugal, you must be frugal!"

Hua Li rolled his eyes, he tightened his gorgeous court clothes tightly, and walked slowly into the gloomy hall.

"Your Excellency, funding, this is indeed a big problem. We spend a lot of money. We have set aside a budget of 200 million gold coins for you. It is impossible to have more!" Hua Lishi smiled bitterly: "Your medicine, What a waste of money!"

In the hall stands a statue of a Hydra. Mr. Mo is wearing a black robe and standing under the huge statue with a sad face. He stretched out his hands helplessly and sighed: "But, this investment is worth it. Otherwise, my Prime Minister, how did you get the bottle of'Youth Potion' that restores your youth?"

Hua Li looked down at his gradually becoming strong and plump body, grinning grinningly.

"Perhaps, you can give me another bottle of youth potion? I think my body can bear another bottle!"

Mr. Mo shook his head helplessly. He stretched out his right hand to Hua Li, then quickly rubbed his thumb, index finger and middle finger: "Then, please give me enough funding, Lord Prime Minister, funding, or more straightforwardly. A little whiter, golden coins! The main material of the youth potion comes from the abyss, you should know what a terrible place it is! The cost of each youth potion is close to 100 million!"

Hua Li immediately dropped the topic. He took a few steps forward, stood in front of Mr. Mo, and said very solemnly: "Professor Cohen, I have proposed to your Majesty that he should lead the team to the Caesar Empire and mediate Caesar. The dispute with Vias. But..."

Mr. Mo smiled and looked at Hua Lishi, and he asked softly: "But why should I ask Professor Cohen to leave Berrily at this time?"

Hua Li nodded seriously: "Cohen's intuition on money is unparalleled. In the past few years, his responsible investment has earned us countless gold coins. If it weren't for him, the hermit would simply not have enough. Funding for various activities. Recently, he has several big deals that he needs to watch in person. Why is he allowed to mix up that kind of trouble at this time?"

Mr. Mo put his hands on his back, and he was silent for a long time before he mumbled deeply.

"Haiyan can feel the approach of the storm when the first dark cloud appears on the horizon; the fiddler crab waving its tongs on the beach means that the tide is approaching; and I have a similar intuition that the crisis is coming. , Dear prime minister, my old friend, crisis, I feel the crisis."

Hua Lishi looked at Mr. Mo deeply, and said in a low voice: "Which person or force can cause a blow to us? The church? They don't know our existence at all! Are the abyssal world? Our tentacles are even direct Reached into the abyss, several abyss lords are our allies. War? War will only bring us huge profits!"

Spreading his hands, Hua Lai frowned and asked: "Your Honorable President, my century-old friend, answer my question. Our position is indestructible. Who can threaten us? Who can make you feel the crisis? ? And, since it is a crisis, why should Cohen go to Caesar?"

Mr. Mo frowned, he lowered his head and thought carefully for a long time, then nodded gently.

"It should have nothing to do with us, it is my personal vengeance. I think it is my enemy who has finally reached out to me with **** hands of revenge after hiding for nearly ten years. Some signs are very bad, and the temptation I carried out also proved That's it!"

With a weird smile, Mr. Mo said in a deep voice, "If we say that the hermit of Queshan would be a big web, we are the nine big spiders sitting at the core of this big web, carefully monitoring every move of this web. I deliberately The few filaments that were released were cut off, and they were cut cleanly, so that I couldn't even know what happened."

Shaking his head gently, Mr. Mo said solemnly: "My enemies are coming, and the best way for them to reach me is Coen. So I can only let Coen stay away from Gaul temporarily, so far away. Distance, I can better observe the movement around him."

Hua Lishi looked at Mr. Mo very seriously. He knew the power of the person in front of him, knew his scheming, and knew that he had mastered most of the potential power of the Hermit Society of Queshan. If there is an enemy that needs to be treated with caution by Mr. Mo, then the power of that enemy is not something ordinary people can handle.

But when did Mr. Mo provoke such a powerful enemy?

Looking at Mr. Mo deeply, Hua Li said in a deep voice, "Perhaps, you need to tell all of our members!"

Mr. Mo shook his head gently. He looked at Hua Lishi gently, and said softly: "No, my friend, my brother, I can only tell you this. This is my mistake. This is my mistake. I did certain things because of certain fears. As a result, I found that things were different from what I expected."

With a light sigh, Mr. Mo murmured: "Until now, I have not been able to understand what kind of force it is to arrange such a suicidal magic circle under my family's ancestral home, which can blow up a city at a time. Flying magic circle! Such forces have not extended their revenge to me in the past few years, but they will definitely come!"

With a light sigh, Mr. Mo spread his hands: "Now, I know, they are here! But I don't know which power they belong to. The dark world of the Western Continent has so many powers that have existed since ancient times, but they It doesn't seem to belong to any stock."

"I need your help, Hua Li!" Mr. Mo looked at Hua Li sincerely.

After a long silence, Hua Li nodded slowly: "Blow up a city? I probably know what you are talking about!"

With a wry smile, Hua Li shook his head: "So, that little guy named Lin Qi, was he wronged?"

Mr. Mo shrugged, just sighed softly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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