"Sister..." Brother Lin Chao hesitated, hesitating to speak.
"What's wrong, Brother Chao?" Lin Zhiyun said happily.
She left home to study art when she was young. As a result, her two younger brothers lacked the care and love from her eldest sister. She felt somewhat guilty. Now that she has returned to the imperial capital, she wants to make up for the lack of family ties between her siblings. For the youngest,
Brother, I can't even bear to say a harsh word.
"I...I..." Brother Lin Chao was somewhat afraid of this immortal-looking spiritual sister. When the words came to his lips, he muttered them for a long time, but still did not dare to say them out.
"Brother Chao, my eldest sister left home early and lacked care for you." Lin Zhiyun said softly, "Now that we are reunited as brother and sister, it's time to make up for it. If you need anything from me, just say it, and don't see anyone outside.
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"Yes, eldest sister." Brother Lin Chao felt refreshed by her encouragement, and finally made up his mind and said, "I, I want to get married."
"Oh? That's a good thing." Lin Zhiyun was overjoyed. She knew that this younger brother was playful by nature, and the thought of marrying now was a sign of his maturity. She asked with a smile, "Which family is the girl from?"
"Sister, I have fallen in love with Miss Zheng." Brother Lin Chao took courage and said, "Can you propose marriage to her on my behalf?"
"Miss Zheng?" Lin Zhiyun didn't react for a moment. She was still thinking about the wealthy families with the surname Zheng in the imperial capital. "Which Miss Zheng?"
"That's your disciple, Miss Zheng Yueting." Brother Lin Chao's eyes were full of hope, "I want to marry her."
"You, you mean Tingting?" Lin Zhiyun couldn't help being surprised.
"Yes, Miss Zheng is beautiful and has a good temper." Once Brother Lin Chao started to talk, he no longer had any scruples. "From the moment I saw her, I knew that I would not marry her unless I married her in this life."
"Brother Chao, what is your current level of cultivation?" Although Lin Zhiyun loved her younger brother, her thinking was still very clear. She instantly thought of the strength gap between the two. Even though she felt that Brother Lin Chao was still in the human wheel, she still couldn't bear it.
He opened his mouth to confirm.
"Human, the fifth level of the human wheel." Brother Lin Chao was asked about his cultivation. His face suddenly turned red and he felt a little awkward when speaking.
He has the temperament of a playboy, who loves to play by nature, and does everything from eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. How can he calm down and practice? Even if this person is at the fifth level of cultivation, there are still a lot of ingredients in the elixir.
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"Do you know Tingting's cultivation level?" Lin Zhiyun felt quite troubled by this request from her younger brother.
"Okay, it seems to be the realm of the Heavenly Wheel." Brother Lin Chao was very depressed to find that not only were all the women coming out of Piaohua Palace young and beautiful, but none of them had a cultivation level below the Heavenly Wheel. This completely broke the precedent of the Heavenly Wheel masters in the past.
A sacred image in your mind.
He has been frequenting various brothels since he was thirteen years old, and he is very familiar with the techniques of joking and joking with women. However, recently, there are so many beauties in the house, and as a rookie on the fifth level of the human body, he doesn't even have the courage to strike up a conversation.
None, he became a completely transparent person.
"Not to mention whether Tingting cares about your cultivation level." Lin Zhiyun tried her best to keep her tone gentle, "If your wife's cultivation level is much better than your husband's, how will you have any status in the family in the future?"
"Sister, I used to be playful and didn't practice hard." Brother Lin Chao did not give up, "As long as Miss Zheng is willing to marry me, I will practice hard in the future and try to catch up with her."
Lin Zhiyun looked at her younger brother's sincere and firm eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Do you really want to marry her?"
She is not stupid. She naturally knows that with Brother Lin Chao's qualifications and temperament, even if it takes ten thousand years, she will never catch up with Zheng Yueting in her cultivation. The gap will only get wider and wider. She also feels that the two are not a good match. However,
It was rare for the youngest brother to ask her for help, but he couldn't bear to refuse her directly. He really had one head and two heads.
"It's absolutely true." Brother Lin Chao said firmly, with a determined light in his eyes.
"Both Tingting's parents are still alive. As a master, I am only responsible for teaching, and I can't interfere with her private matters of marriage." Lin Zhiyun said helplessly, "After the decisive battle with the Xiao family, I can try to propose marriage to the Zheng family, but it won't work."
If it doesn’t work out, I can’t guarantee it.”
"Thank you, eldest sister!" Brother Lin Chao was overjoyed.
He has found out clearly that Zheng Yueting's family is just a low-level cultivation sect.
If Brother Lin Chao thinks about it, when the incident with the Xiao family is over, Lin Zhenyue will definitely be acquitted and his official position will be restored to his original position. As the son of the Shangshu Mansion, and with Lin Zhiyun proposing on his behalf, the Zheng family has no reason not to agree to the marriage.
Humming a little tune in his mouth and stepping briskly on his feet, he happily stepped out of the room.
As soon as I went out and walked a few steps, I saw Zheng Yueting, who was wearing a green dress and a green skirt, standing in front of me.
The girl's graceful figure is graceful and elegant, and the corners of her skirt are swinging in the wind, like an exquisite sculpture, which is fascinating.
"Miss Zheng, what a coincidence." He had just asked his eldest sister to propose marriage to the Zheng family, and he met his sweetheart when he went out. Brother Lin Chao thought this was a good sign, and couldn't help but have a hint of joy in his voice.
Zheng Yueting didn't answer, she still stared into the distance quietly, looking like she was worried and full of thoughts.
Following the girl's line of sight, Brother Lin Chao saw Zhong Wen arguing with Shangguan Mingyue in the distance.
The boy in white still had that lazy smile on his face, and he didn't know what he said, which made the eldest lady Shangguan's eyes widen, her eyebrows stood up, and the golden clover on her chest kept rising and falling, obviously she was very angry.
Brother Lin Chao looked at it for a long time and didn't find anything special. He turned around to admire the goddess in his heart.
He suddenly realized that the way Zheng Yueting looked at Zhong Wen seemed familiar.
Countless young girls have shown such expressions when facing the "passionate young man" Xiao Qingqing.
Could it be...?
His heart tightened and he had some bad premonitions.
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"Who are you?"
On the streets of Pingshan City, three young men with bright clothes and strange hairstyles were stopped by the city sergeant for questioning.
"General, there are so many people on the street, why did you just stop me and three other people for questioning?" The leader, wearing a colorful coat and an afro, said angrily.
"Look at yourselves. Your looks are sensational, your clothes are vulgar and exaggerated, and even your walking posture is vulgar. It's simply offensive. If you don't interrogate me, who will interrogate you?" The person who spoke was from a military academy.
"General, I have invited you. My surname is Shama, and my single name is a special character. These two are my junior brothers Dong Damu and Wang Songliang. We are all disciples of the Leshan Sect in Antai Province. We are decent and good people. Please be careful, General."
." Shamat, standing in the middle, said loudly, but there was a hint of evil in his voice.
"How can you join a cultivation sect with your appearance?" The military academy sneered and sneered at Shamat's remarks.
"This is wrong. As the saying goes, a person cannot be judged by his appearance, and a sea cannot be measured by its measure." Shamat shook his head. "If the general had seen the appearance of our master, the White-Eyebrowed Venerable, he would not have said this."
"I don't know if what you said is true or not. Please come with me first. Once we find out your identities, if you are really a disciple of the Leshan Sect, we will let you go back." The military academy did not believe it.
"That's not possible. Master is waiting for us brothers to join us in the imperial capital. There is no time to waste time here." Shamat decisively refused.
"It's not up to you." Seeing his refusal, the military academy became even more suspicious and called to the soldiers behind him, "Take it away!"
"Poof!" "Poof!"
The two soldiers who stepped forward to arrest Shamat only felt a cold light flash before their eyes. They fell to the ground without any resistance and died on the spot.
"Hey, why bother!" A long sword appeared in Shamat's hand at some point, and the blade shone with dazzling light in the sunlight.
"You, how dare you attack officers and soldiers!" The military academy was shocked. He suddenly pulled out the long knife from his waist, pointed it at Shamat, and roared, "Take him down, life or death!"
A dozen soldiers behind him showed their weapons and swarmed forward.
"Hey, you forced me to do this." Shamat raised the sword in his hand and shouted loudly, "God! Next! No. 1!... Handsome!"
A sharp sword light flashed through the crowd, and his figure appeared behind the soldiers at some unknown moment.
A dozen officers and soldiers, including the military academy, suddenly stopped moving and stood there like statues.
It wasn't until Shamat sheathed his sword in an extremely arrogant posture that the soldiers fell to the ground one after another. Even though they stopped breathing, their faces still had the same ferocious expressions they had when they were charging to kill.
"Senior Brother Shama, with your skills as the 'most handsome man in the world', how can you be ranked in the top three of the Daqian Heroes List?" Dong Damu said flatteringly, "I don't know why Master has hidden you until now, but this time I went
Imperial Capital, you are destined to shine brightly and soar into the sky."
"No, no, you can't underestimate the heroes of the world." Shamat pretended to be modest.
"It's just senior brother. After all, these people are officers and soldiers. If we kill them like this, there will be no problem, right?" Wang Songliang said with some worry.
"If it were in the past, my brother would naturally not be so reckless." Shamat said with confidence, "Now the situation has changed. In a few days, even the Daqian Empire will have to change their surnames. These officers and soldiers loyal to the Li family are no longer a concern. .”
"What senior brother said is absolutely true." Dong Damu and Wang Songliang agreed in unison.
"Who?" Shamat suddenly looked forward, a look of caution in his eyes.
On the street not far ahead, a slender figure appeared at some point.
Upon closer inspection, I saw that this man was about twenty years old, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a dignified appearance, wearing a light gray suit, and a long sword tied around his waist.
Although this young man is handsome, he exudes a special temperament that makes people dare not look directly at him.
If I had to find an adjective for this temperament, it would be "sharp".
Just looking at him gives people a tingling feeling on their skin.
"You are very powerful." The young man's voice was calm, "You can be my opponent."
"Who are you?" Shamat felt a hint of pressure from the young man.
"My name is Jian Jue." The young man replied, "Fight with me."
"You brat, who do you think you are? You're not worthy of being with my senior brother..." Dong Damu was mid-sentence when Shamat waved his hand to stop him.
"Have you thought it through? I won't show mercy just because you are young." Shamat looked unusually serious, "My 'most handsome man in the world' is a swordsman who kills people."
"Come on." Jian never hesitated and slowly drew out the long sword from his waist.
With a sword in hand, Jian Jue's "sharp" temperament seemed to be magnified countless times, exuding a soaring sword intent. Just standing there made Shamat and the other two people feel stabbing pains in their bodies.
"Such a strong sword spirit!" Shamat narrowed his eyes, raised the sword in his hand, and assumed the stance of "the most handsome man in the world".
Jian Jue tilted his long sword in front of him and just stood quietly, not attacking.
"Since you are so trusting, you can't blame me." Shamat used his spiritual power, swayed his feet, and flashed, "Tian! Second! No. 1! Handsome!"
Jian Jue's expression was dull, and he just stabbed forward the long sword in his hand gently.
Seeing that his response was unremarkable, Dong Damu and Wang Songliang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, thinking that he was just an ignorant and delusional person.
Shamat's figure flashed past and appeared behind Jian Jue.
The two men's movements stopped at the same time. After a moment, the imaginary scene of Jian Jue being killed by Shamat did not appear. The gray-clothed young man calmly put his sword back into its sheath, with a trace of disappointment on his face.
"thump!"
Shamat's colorful and gorgeous figure slowly fell forward, and his fluffy afro hit the ground and bounced up slightly.
"Brother!"
Dong Damu and Wang Songliang hurriedly stepped forward to check and found that their senior brother Shamat was no longer breathing.
"You brat, how dare you kill Brother Shama!" Dong Damu pulled out the long sword from his waist and pointed it at Jian Jue.
"You two are not worthy of my action." Jian Jue glanced at him, then turned around and drifted away, leaving the two of them behind, and murmured, "I don't know what the meaning of this worldly experience is."
Dong Damu was glanced at by him, and the hairs all over his body stood up. A strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. He held a long sword in his hand, neither advancing nor retreating. He was momentarily embarrassed.
"Stop chasing after him. Listening to his words, it reminded me of a rumor." Wang Songliang sighed and said quietly, "I heard that every ten years, Tianjian Villa will let a young disciple with excellent qualifications come to the world.
Time to practice, challenge masters everywhere, and hone your swordsmanship."
"You mean...those sword madmen?" Dong Damu looked shocked, and his palms were sweating.
"Most likely." Wang Song's conscience still lingered, "Fortunately, you and I are not strong enough, otherwise we would be the ones dying on the ground right now."
"Senior Brother Shama is dead, what should we do now?" Dong Damu was confused and at a loss.
"It's better to go to the Imperial Capital." Wang Songliang glanced at the corpse on the ground, "Master will make a final decision after everything is revealed to Master."
"makes sense."
The two simply disposed of Shamat's body and hurried towards the imperial capital...
This chapter has been completed!