Soothed by the delicious food and the female swordsman, Goethe had a good rest for three days.
Goethe's strong body and soul made him seem tireless.
But in fact, at a certain moment, the tiredness welling up in Goethe's heart was enough to overwhelm him. The reason why he did not show it was simply to grit his teeth and hold on.
Tight nerves and many negative emotions.
These are all sources of fatigue.
And if you want to eliminate these, you naturally need happiness.
As for men’s happiness?
Goethe wore big pants and ran around the sandy ground of the boxing gym with a water gun, shooting the female swordsman from time to time.
The female swordsman dealt with it helplessly.
Blue Die was extremely happy and hit Black Tiger with a water bomb.
Black Tiger stupidly let Blue Butterfly hit him and didn't fight back.
Qin Huan'er on the side was a little eager to try.
"Miss!"
The six black-clad soldiers of the Qin family knelt down on one knee, with unprecedented solemnity on their faces.
It was about the Qin family's face, so they had to be cautious.
"I know, I know."
"What a hassle!"
Qin Huan'er muttered and looked at the sandy area where she was supposed to practice her steps. The envy on her face became more and more intense. She really wanted to try it.
"Miss Huan'er, I asked the shopkeeper of Guangfu Tower to add ice cubes and honey to the sour plum soup."
Zhao She ran over carrying two large buckets of sour plum soup.
Next to him was a waiter from Guangfu Tower, holding enough cups in his hand.
"Thank you, Butler Zhao."
Qin Huan'er's eyes lit up.
She really loves eating and drinking.
Take the cup and drink happily.
What's more satisfying than sour plum soup in midsummer?
Naturally, ice cubes and honey were added.
"ha!"
After three cups in a row, Qin Huan'er opened her mouth wide and let out a breath. The Qin family's black-clad armored men on the side looked at each other, with struggles in their eyes and hesitation on their faces.
The lady has gained weight again.
Should I give you some advice?
Are you coming?
You are the boss, come on!
The six Qin family soldiers "shirked" each other.
It's not that they are not loyal enough, but they feel from the bottom of their hearts that the current lady is quite good, unlike when they were on the Yinhuan Island overseas, where they suppressed their true nature and pretended to be a little adult.
Of course, I will definitely be punished by my wife afterwards.
However, that was also an afterthought.
Now?
As long as the eldest lady can be happy, just one day at a time.
The six Qin family's black-clothed armored men made the decision as if they were connected.
In an instant, the six of them became relaxed and took the sour plum soup from Zhao She with smiles.
"My lord, mistress, I'll put the sour plum soup here for you."
"If you want to refresh yourself, you have to do it in the afternoon. Coconuts were sold out yesterday."
Zhao She loudly informed Goethe, the female swordsman.
After seeing Goethe nodding, Zhao She picked up a bucket of sour plum soup and walked towards the 'Party Courtyard' - this was only opened in the past three days and was originally the other side of the boxing gym.
When the number of people in the boxing gym gradually increased, the place was bought with a lot of money.
Of course Goethe had no money.
But there are four wonders in the South China Sea, six ghosts in Mangshan, Sanyi in Jiangdong, Qian Ding and Sun Liuyou.
Especially the Four Wonders of the South China Sea are extremely wealthy.
If Goethe hadn't allowed it, the four of them would have definitely bought half the street as the foundation for a boxing gym.
The layout of the side courtyard is an antique courtyard.
In addition to the original north-south, east-west wing rooms, in the past three days, under the instructions of the female swordsman, the doors were blocked, the courtyard was re-planned, and more rooms and green plants were created.
To this, none of the Four Jue of Nanhai, the Six Ghosts of Mangshan, Sanyi of Jiangdong, Qian Ding, and Sun Liu objected.
How many people are not fools.
The female swordsman and Goethe have an unusual relationship, and a few people certainly know how to handle it.
There were even no hired craftsmen, a few people did it themselves.
"I think there should be an extra pond here."
‘Fist’, the boss of the Four Ultimates of the South China Sea, said this.
“The rockery is better.”
The Six Ghosts of Mangshan, the Big-Headed Ghost, shook their heads to express their disapproval.
“The waterside pavilion is more comfortable.”
Jiangdong Sanyi and Sun Yiwan also have their own opinions.
Qian Ding and Sun Liu don't matter.
Both of them were working as part-timers and often lived in the open. Having a safe place to stay was something they could only dream of.
As for the rest?
There is better.
No?
It doesn't matter.
The two of them are more concerned about the recent rumors about their adults.
According to rumors, my lord is not only a descendant of the ‘Martial Saint’, but also a descendant of the ‘Martial Saint’ who was far-sighted and hidden.
According to rumors, my lord is a ‘son of destiny’, and everything he does is done with God’s help.
Rumor has it that Master ‘Martial Saint’ left a secret message about the ‘Secret of Life and Death’, which has been learned by all of his own masters.
There are also rumors that my lord has mastered the "power of the universe" and has reached the level of a land god, and is only one step away from the Shattered Void.
Qian Ding and Sun Liu didn't believe this.
My master can only master the 'big cosmic power', but there is definitely still a long way to go before Shattering the Void.
After learning that the people from Tingqi Pavilion had perished in the hands of their own masters, the two of them had unprecedented confidence in Goethe.
In fact, after Goethe only gave a slight hint, the two people hurriedly spread the news of "exchanging the transcript of [Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shocking Method] for weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint'".
Breach of previous agreement?
Qian Ding and Sun Liu directly spat in each other's face when asking questions like this.
The previous one was 'If the people who listen to the chess pavilion don't come to see my lord within three days, my lord will announce the [Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shocking Technique]' and the current one is 'Use the transcript of the [Seven Emotions and Six Desires Shocking Technique] in exchange for a weapon stained with the blood of a descendant of the 'Martial Saint'
'It's different.
After all, the successor of ‘Tingqige’ met my family and had a friendly exchange with him.
“The person who said ‘Tingqige’ just gave up like that?”
Sun Liu asked softly.
"How can that be possible?"
"Those bastards might be up to something bad."
"If you can't beat us head-on, you will definitely play dirty tricks."
Qian Ding said with certainty.
"Hey, look at what you said. Those who are playing dirty tricks, our six brothers are their ancestors. If they come forward to pay for it, if they dare to play dirty tricks, our six brothers will let them play Danjie."
The second of the six ghosts in Mang Mountain, the long-tongued ghost laughed playfully.
"However, we can't help but be careful."
"In case those people attack the street and want to play dirty tricks, we have to be prepared."
Sun Shiwan from Jiangdong Sanyi said softly.
"Everyone, I have an immature suggestion."
The boss of the Four Wonders of the South China Sea suddenly spoke up.
After being watched by everyone, the boss of the Four Ultimates of the South China Sea brushed his beard on his chest and said with a smile: "Since everyone is your retainer, we are like grasshoppers on a rope, and no one can escape."
"In that case, why don't we maximize our respective strengths and run Luteng City as a 'family'?"
"You mean?!"
The Six Ghosts of Mangshan and Sanyi Jiangdong immediately guessed something.
Qian Ding and Sun Liu also had twinkling eyes.
"I didn't say anything."
"Everyone does it voluntarily."
"If you do it well, you will be rewarded by your Excellency. If you don't do it well, it's just because of our good intentions."
The old man from the Four Wonders of the South China Sea said with a wide smile.
Old fox!
The others cursed secretly.
It's obvious that this old guy doesn't want to take responsibility, but also wants to make a big profit.
Moreover, these four old guys control the Nanhai Sect, so it is naturally much easier to accomplish this task.
However, everyone ignored this.
They are just thinking about the feasibility of what the other person is saying.
Monopolize Green Vine City?
They couldn't even think about it before.
But now?
It seems, maybe, that it shouldn't be a problem.
After all, they are no longer alone.
Perhaps the Nanhai faction has a certain advantage.
But they are not without merit.
"Drinking sour plum soup!"
Zhao She shouted loudly.
Suddenly, everyone who was still thinking came together.
Qian Ding and Sun Liu had already picked up the bowls.
The two of them figured it out best.
Just follow Goethe's lead.
The rest?
The two of them had no money and no power, so they couldn't do it.
"Drinking a bowl of sour plum soup this summer is too boring."
Qian Ding opened his mouth and shouted.
"Well, it's just fun!"
Sun Liu nodded.
The two of them were sitting on the ground, next to them were the Four Jue of the South China Sea, the Six Ghosts of Mangshan, and the Sanyi of Jiangdong. These people had lost their usual airs and identities and were squatting in the shade like ordinary people at this time.
The same goes for Zhao She.
However, Zhao She's eyes were looking around
"Where's Mr. Wei?"
"Well, where is Lao Wei?"
‘Fist’, the boss of the Four Ultimates of the South China Sea, looked around in surprise.
The rest of the people stared with big eyes and small eyes.
It seems that Wei Wuyou has been gone since the beginning.
Everyone looked at each other.
The next moment, they all disappeared in place.
…
After changing into clean clothes, Wei Wuyou stepped out of the small courtyard of the boxing gym and raised his hand to stop a taxi.
"Quang Ninh Avenue."
Wei Wuyou said this.
The driver started the car, and Wei Wuyou, who was sitting in the back seat, closed his eyes.
He was thinking about Goethe's purpose in asking him to appear.
His trip was to see Muheiya.
Mu Heiya, who had made a promise to Goethe before, had returned to Luteng City with two hundred weapons stained with the blood of the descendants of the 'Martial Saint'.
And, in the morning, I called Goethe.
And just now, Goethe handed this matter over to him.
Let him go to the joint.
Or to be precise, to inspect the goods.
Mr. Wei was not surprised by this.
He can be regarded as an expert in his understanding of Lord 'Martial Saint', so there is nothing wrong with him coming forward.
But he always felt that his master had a deeper purpose.
What will it be?
Wei Wuyou guessed.
He not only guessed what was happening in front of him, but also thought of more.
For example, everything Goethe did before.
But the more I thought about it, the more clueless I became.
Even my temples were a little swollen.
call!
Wei Wuyou couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and rubbed his temples.
Then, Wei Wuyou, who considered himself a scholar and staff member, realized something was wrong.
The taxi did not drive towards Guang Ninh Avenue.
"Master, you seem to be going the wrong way."
Wei Wuyou reminded the other party, but his hand was already on the switch of the back door. The staff member who considered himself a scholar was about to jump out of the car, but immediately, he smiled slightly awkwardly and said: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
A thin long sword was placed on his neck at some point.
The sword was extremely sharp, and just by being close to his skin, Wei Wuyou felt as if his neck was freezing.
What's even more exaggerated is that he still hasn't discovered where this slender sword came from.
That’s right!
In a small environment like a taxi, this slender sword seemed to appear out of thin air.
The sword holder is not visible.
The slender sword just appeared in mid-air.
"What kind of secret weapon is this?"
"Which family and which faction?"
Wei Wuyou guessed in his heart, his mind was spinning rapidly, and then, a very special sect appeared in his heart.
‘Heavenly Sword Sect’!
Tianjian Sect is a hidden sect on the Thirteen Continents. It is similar to 'Tingqi Pavilion' in that every ten or twenty years a successor will be sent to travel around the world. However, what is different from 'Tingqi Pavilion' is that Tianjian Sect
His reputation as a chivalrous person spread far and wide.
Everyone is a commendable swordsman.
Moreover, Wei Wuyou also knew that the 'Tianjian Sect' was a sect that existed in the Thirteen Continents before the 'Martial Saint' appeared. A hundred years ago, the disciples of the 'Tianjian Sect' had a close personal relationship with the 'Martial Saint'.
dense.
When Lord 'Martial Saint' shattered the void, he was the head protector of the 'Tianjian Sect'.
"Have you misunderstood?"
"I am the staff of the descendant of Lord 'Martial Saint'..."
"Pooh!"
"Don't mention him!"
"That bastard!"
Amidst the angry words, the sword blade was lowered.
Immediately, Wei Wuyou's neck began to bleed.
"Okay, okay!"
"I won't mention him!"
"Be careful with your sword!"
Wei Wuyou raised his hands and begged for mercy again and again.
dignity?
Of course Wei Wuyou wanted it, but life was more important - and, at this time, Wei Wuyou would be an idiot if he couldn't guess the real purpose of Goethe's asking him to go out to do things.
He was used as bait.
Wei Wuyou was not angry about this, but was pleasantly surprised.
Unlike others, he has superb martial arts skills.
He is just a person who is proficient in martial arts.
What he is better at is the study of Lord ‘Martial Saint’.
But Goethe, as a descendant of the ‘Martial Saint’, had no need for such a person.
Therefore, Wei Wuyou knew that his situation was quite embarrassing.
And now?
He was used as bait.
Naturally, it proves that he is still useful.
What else is there to say?
Naturally, he wants to prove his worth.
Therefore, Wei Wuyou was very cooperative and did not anger the other party, nor did he run away.
Instead, he followed the other party and left the urban area of Luteng City.
In a ranch in the suburbs.
Wei Wuyou was pushed out of the car.
The slender sword that had been suspended around his neck flew into the hands of a tall girl. The taxi driver quickly got out of the car, bowed and said, "Young Master."
The girl has a handsome face and sharp eyes. If she didn't have an Adam's apple and had a magnificent figure, it would be difficult to tell whether she was a boy or a girl.
There is absolutely no argument between male and female.
"Follow me!"
The girl said this.
Wei Wuyou followed obediently.
His eyes looked deep into the pasture.
There, there was an aura that made him feel depressed.
Who?
Wei Wuyou was stunned. At this moment, the girl's voice sounded vaguely in his ears——
