The cold God of War Prince is passionate about the peasant wife

Not only Murong Fu, but the old Taoist himself was stunned. He never expected that the golden knife would actually go to him.

Murong Fu collected his thoughts and looked calm.

Just a few golden swords!

"I also choose to be the leader of Tiangang Sect!" But then, another leader stepped forward and said.

Murong Fu's smile froze again.

"I also choose to be the leader of Tiangang Sect!" At this time, another leader stepped forward and said.

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

Then the two leaders came forward.

At this moment, the smile on Murong Fu's face could no longer be maintained.

He couldn't help but look at the golden knife.

Because following behind were the leaders of the Tou Tiangang Sect, who were the same four leaders who had surrounded the golden sword just now and were also preparing to follow the golden sword.

But why would they all join the Tiangang Sect?

Isn’t Jin Dao in conflict with that vicious woman Bai Su?
Why did you suddenly help Tiangangmen? What happened just now?
Murong Fu looked at the blood-stained sword in Jin Dao's hand, his eyes fixed.

Murong Fu was puzzled, and the old Taoist priest was even more puzzled.

But he soon understood.

He has no connection with the Beggars' Sect. The leader of the Beggars' Sect would never choose him for no reason and even give him his vote.

If it wasn't him, there was only one person.

The old Taoist looked at Bai Su, who was leaning lazily on the door, and nodded sincerely in gratitude.

Bai Su responded with a smile.

The common people, however, were very puzzled by this.

They were still waiting to see the match between the leader of the Beggars' Sect and the leader of the Sky Eagle Sect!
Why did the leader of the Beggars' Sect hand over all his bargaining chips to the Tiangang Sect right away?

The common people can’t understand it, they really can’t understand it!

"We also choose Tiangang Sect!" At this time, Lu Xiaobao said crisply...

The election is over.

Finally, Zhang Daxia announced the results: "The leader of the Sky Eagle Sect, Murong Fu, has ten votes! The leader of the Tiangang Sect, Murong Yunhai, has seven votes! The Guizong Sect has one vote!"

"Ten votes! Sect Leader Murong actually has ten votes!"

"No leader from ancient times to the present has ever had such a high number of votes!"

"you do not say!"

The people sighed, but Murong Fu's joy was not that strong.

If he knew that Murong Yunhai could get so many votes, he would never cast his vote for him.

"The number of votes for the leader of Tiangang Sect is also very high!"

"Yes, it is very high!"

"I never thought that even though the Tiangang Sect has declined, its leader could get the support of so many sects!"

After listening to these words, Murong Fu clenched his fists under his sleeves and sneered.

So what if it's seven votes?

He is taller!

Wait a minute, the gap will be even bigger!

After the eighteen leaders were elected, it was the turn of the common people to vote.

The election is held in a room. Every citizen enters the room and a special person records and counts the results.

But because there were so many people, in order to prevent someone from deliberately voting twice, all the people lined up at the back door of the house and left through the front door after voting.

The back door of the house is the grandstand, and the front door is the open space of the villa.

This room just connects the two places. No matter you want to go from the stands to the open space, or go from the open space to the stands, you have to enter this room.

Therefore, once you have cast, you cannot cast again.

But not being able to vote repeatedly does not mean that there is no fraud.

The number of people on the third-level stands today seemed to have doubled compared to yesterday. It wasn’t because there were more people watching the fun, but because each sect had hired people to vote for them.

However, each sect has limited financial resources, so the number of people they can hire is also limited.

Murong Fu was not worried at all.

He also has the 5,000 Dajin private troops given by Du Yizi!
Even if those sects spend more money to hire people, they can't hire more than five thousand!
On the third floor stands.

The people stood up and lined up to vote.

Only the people at one seat were still sitting. They waited until everyone else had left before they stood up quickly and properly and left in unison.

It was the Jin army.

Murong Fu looked at them and glanced at the old Taoist priest with a happy smile in his eyes.

Compare with him?
Overcome!

Bai Su was still leaning against the wall.

Her eyes also fell on the Jin army at the back of the crowd, then she slowly stood up and followed the crowd, naturally walking into the middle of the Jin army. (End of this chapter)