Chapter 464 Thunder City

Wang Lei Chongcheng, as the base camp of the Nislaqi family, is particularly bustling and lively by the patriarch of the family, which is better than the ordinary heavy city.

In the middle of the heavy city, in the huge mansion of the Nislaqi family, which is like a small city, a group of strong people with huge spiritual fluctuations are sitting on the gorgeous seats, faintly divided into three factions, gathered together, and condensed their eyes on the figure of a purple-gold gorgeous throne in the center.

This figure is a thin-faced middle-aged man wearing a sky-blue robe, like an erudite Confucian. If Gao Feng is present, he will definitely exclaim his name. It is the patriarch of the Nislaqi family.

Below him, there are three huge gorgeous golden thrones, each with an old man sitting on his side.

One of the three old men is short and fat, and his baby-like pink face is very close, but the flashing light in his eyes reveals his nature, and he must be very close to the city. The other old man was a thin old man, with a dry body like a bamboo pole, wrapped around his whole body in black, with a smile on his face. The last one is a thin old man. His thin fingers rubbed a dark red space ring on his fingertips, and his slightly squinted eyes sometimes flashed with a cold light.

Behind the three people, there are more than 20 strong men, each of whom exudes great spiritual power. At a glance, it can be seen that they are the strong sword kings on one side, and seven or eight scattered sword kings. They sit nearby. Obviously, they do not belong to these three main veins, but they are in their own affairs.

This group of people almost represents the strongest fighting power of the Nislaqi family today. Of course, an ancestor of the patriarch's lineage, the strong man at the high peak of the Sword Emperor, has been practicing seclusion and has not appeared.

At this moment, the people in this mansion are almost all the strength of the Nislazi family.

After slowly glanced at the crowd, Kaza said slowly, "Guys, three days later, it will be the festival of our Nisraqi family. The reason why we want to gather everyone together is to discuss in advance, and there is a problem about the re-division of many cities in the clan..."

"The patriarch, every division of the city within the clan is only changed on some small branches. If there is a strong sword king, according to his strength, it will be given to the city. Which vein loses the strong sword king, hand over the large city, and then the family gives them medium or small cities. It is nothing more than these things. What are you? Do you want us all to come in advance? So, is it just to discuss these things? Just as he was talking, a dull sound of an urn sounded in vain, interrupting his words.

A trace of cold light flashed in his eyes, and Kaza looked down at a long-haired old man with long red hair sitting on the gorgeous seat below, and a trace of displeasure appeared on his face.

"Ead Elder Bark, please take care of the elders of your own lineage. He is always so reckless, which is simply detrimental to the dignity of my Nislazi family!" Kaza's cold voice came out of his mouth. Obviously, he was already a little angry.

Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the other party's interruption, but he put a big hat on the fiery red-haired old man. From this point, it can also be seen that Kazanai is a calculating figure, good at killing people with knives and using tricks.

Only this kind of strong man with a deep city can become the leader of the family.

He frowned slightly, and the skinny old man made a hoarse voice, "Pstor, you know that Borg is more reckless, why do you take it seriously with him? Since you have summoned us, there must be something important. Tell me."

The skinny old man was obviously Elder Balk. He smiled and understated the matter.

"Eadult Balk, it's wrong for you to say so. The patriarch is the supreme existence of my Nislaqi family. Even the elders must give enough respect. If everyone is like the elder Borg, won't the family be in chaos? Maybe he thinks that your lineage has the strength to surpass our line, so he openly provokes?

At this moment, a sharp and mean voice came. The speaker wore a dark purple robe, his eyes were long, and the cold light flashed from time to time. In this, he stood up unscrupulously, with a superior and superior look on his face.

This man is the elder of the patriarch, one of the three main veins of the Nislaqi family. He is mean and arrogant. Seeing that the other party dares to interrupt the patriarch's words, he was instantly angry, as if his dignity had been provoked, and he immediately scolded each other angrily.

"All right!"

Seeing that the old man's face became a little embarrassed, the patriarch Kaza hurriedly waved his hand to stop him from continuing to speak.

"Humph!"

There was a cold snort in his nose, and the strong sword king behind the old man glared at the other party, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Gentlemen, in fact, I just gathered you to discuss the re-division of the territory during the family sacrifice. You may not know that Gao Feng, the son of Ao Mu, may have died tragically in the bloody maple forest, but his eldest son came out of it! Everyone must know about the shocking changes in the Blood Maple Forest this time, right? Nearly a thousand strong people entered, but only more than a dozen people came out. How terrible is it? And this Gaoba walked out of the forest of blood maple safely. Although he has not been given the title of the core disciple of True Legend by Piaomiao Pavilion, once he reaches the high-level peak of the Sword King, it is almost a matter of certainty. He has won the favor of Piaomiao Pavilion, and now his strength has reached the high-level strength of the Sword King. How can he distribute the city to them in this family sacrifice?

Hearing what the patriarch Kaza said, everyone was stunned, and then their eyes flashed. Obviously, they were thinking about something.

According to Gaoba's current strength and the favor of Piaomiao Pavilion, at least four or five large cities should be allocated, but almost all of the large cities are controlled by the three main veins. It is the limit to take out one or two, and they refuse to take out four or five at once. After all, every large city, as long as it is managed reasonably, will create a lot of wealth, which is far from comparable to those small cities, and because of this, it is extremely difficult for them to take it out!

And these are secondary. At the thought of Gao Ba at such a age, he already has the strength of the sword king and has won the favor of the Piaomiao Pavilion. Everyone feels that their hearts are like a heavy stone, which is particularly uncomfortable. It's only a matter of time for Gao Ba to grow up, and once he grows up, the three main veins will probably give him more cities, which is equivalent to cutting meat on his body, which almost makes everyone who got the three main veins depressed.

"Pyal, patriarch, we have given his father a large city, a jade rhinoceros city. There are few people in their vein, and they must not be too greedy. At worst, just give them a large city!"

A big man with muscles on his face and like a butcher suddenly stood up. He was also an elder belonging to the patriarch, so he didn't have too many scruples when talking.

There was a wry smile at the corners of his mouth, but the patriarch Kaza shook his head, his eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Pearlord, the elders of our three main veins are already aware of this matter. When it comes to the family sacrifice, they will naturally work together and will not make the high bully rely on the Piaomiao Pavilion to seek too many benefits. All random changes are." Just then, the short and fat old man with a baby-like pink face smiled and made such a sound.

"Well, that's the only way to do it now." The old man also nodded and agreed with the other party's point of view.

He nodded slowly, and the patriarch's face improved slightly, but between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, there was still concern.

"Maybe my hunch is wrong, but why is there always a bad feeling?" After rubbing his temples, Kaza waved his hand and disbanded the meeting.