The elves’ territory, Moon City.

This city is named after the lake. Legend has it that on every full-moon night, the island of Moon Lake outside the city will be full of flowers.

If you can climb the island and look up at the bright moon, there will be a fairy shadow dancing, like a dream.

Li Mufan walked in Moon City, and the elves around him pointed at him.

At this moment, he was wearing a power helmet and hunter armor, and he was dressed as the "iron-headed monster" in Dongshan City again.

He was helpless. He was too famous. If he entered the elves’ territory with great fanfare, it would definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

There was still more than half a month before the wedding, enough time for him to go to Guangming City leisurely, so he was not in a hurry. He took this opportunity to learn more about the local customs and customs.

Mingcheng wanted to develop, and the elves naturally could not let go of this fertile land.

A moment later, he came to a famous restaurant here, called Moon Viewing Tower.

After finding a corner seat and sitting down, a human waiter came up to greet him immediately.

Because Li Mufan was dressed strangely, the waiter did not dare to neglect him and said respectfully: "Dear guest, what do you need?"

"Hehe, give me two pots of wine."

"Okay, wait a moment."

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Mufan turned on the speaker function of the helmet and immediately heard the conversations of many people.

"Hey, do you think this wood-cutting meeting can deal with the thunder demon?"

"Wood-cutting meeting? What do you mean?"

"No way, you haven't even heard of this? The thunder demon Li Mufan has the word "Mu" in his name, so this wood-cutting meeting is naturally to deal with him!"

"This time it's called the prince's wedding, but in fact it's a discussion among hundreds of tribes to deal with him."

"I see, but the Ming people are powerful, I think they're not easy to deal with."

"..."

Through the helmet, Li Mufan heard all kinds of discussions, most of which were about this "wood-cutting meeting".

Li Mufan could only smile at this.

In the past, there was a turtle-killing meeting, and today there is a wood-cutting meeting. It can be seen how bad Li Mufan's reputation is among the hundreds of tribes.

Suddenly, he felt a familiar breath.

"Hey, is it her?"

Sure enough, a moment later, a group of men and women from the Sky Fox tribe walked into the restaurant.

Their appearance immediately attracted everyone's attention, and the whole hall suddenly became quiet.

Su Qin was used to this kind of treatment. She smiled and said to the elf shopkeeper: "Ten upper rooms."

Although the shopkeeper was an elf, he had never seen such a beautiful woman. It was not until Su Qin coughed lightly that he came back to his senses and hurriedly shouted: "Waiter, come over and greet the Sky Fox masters!"

"Okay!"

The waiter shouted and hurriedly trotted over, but accidentally bumped into a lion tribe strongman, and the wine spilled on his brown hair.

"Bold!"

Brown hair is the symbol of the lion tribe. The strong man was furious and picked him up and threw him hard, and the waiter was thrown out directly.

He fell heavily in front of Li Mufan, coughing up blood and being seriously injured.

"You lowly human race, dare to offend me? I'll kill you!"

The Lion Clan is a Xuan-level race in Beiyunzhou. They have always been irritable and discriminate against all Huang-level races. At this moment, he is unwilling to stop. Looking at his furious look, this waiter is afraid that he will be in danger.

Since ancient times, the level has been suppressed. If the Xuan-level race wants to kill the Huang-level, it is not illegal at all.

Seeing this, many alien races showed an expression of watching a good show. The human race outside is not easy to mess with, but killing these slave human races of the elves can also relieve their anger.

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