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Chapter 81 Cao Potian

As the sun sets, on the sea with golden rippling waves, a rare snow-white ship cuts through the waves.

"Master, ahead is Yunmeng City."

A handsome young man in white clothes stood on the deck and said loudly.

He has a masculine face, long golden hair, curly and fluffy, and a pair of eyes, the pupils of which are pale gold, which is completely different from ordinary people. He stands on the bow of the sea ship, with a long sword hanging at his waist, bathed in the golden light of the sunset.

In the middle, his body is coated with gold, and his image is like that of a handsome young man in troubled times, which is enough to make young girls who are in love with him fall into madness in an instant.

At a glance, one can tell that these kind of people come from other grand cities, and are not comparable to the people cultivated in a seaside town like Yunmeng City.

A middle-aged man with a purple piano case stood behind the boy.

The middle-aged man is about forty years old, with a slender figure and a ruddy complexion. From his left eyebrow to his temple, there is a dark red sword mark, which is a sword wound in his early years, giving this face a strange evil and evil aura.

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Standing on the right side of the young man, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said: "Potian, after three years, you returned to Yunmeng City and saw him again. How do you feel?"

The young man smiled slightly and said: "When the young eagle leaves the cave, it realizes how vast the sky is. When the fish enters the sea, it realizes how vast the ocean is. After seeing the scenery of the vast sea and sky, when looking at the cave again, it only feels gloomy and gloomy.

Looking at the stream again, I only feel that it is shallow. If it were not for completing the three-year agreement with Master, I think I would never come back here again."

The middle-aged man laughed.

The sound waves of laughter penetrated the clouds and hit the waves, shaking a dozen seabirds in the distance and falling crookedly into the waves.

Several sailors near the deck also covered their ears and looked in pain.

A moment.

Sea ships docked at the port of Yunmeng City.

The port is a semi-military port.

The soldiers of Yunmeng Guard patrolled the major docks back and forth.

A luxurious carriage with a golden pattern of thorn birds had been waiting at the first pier in the port for a long time. A middle-aged man and a blond boy got off the ship. Immediately there was an old man who looked like a butler, with ten people in brocade clothes.

The samurai came forward and welcomed the two of them into a luxurious carriage.

The carriage quickly drove out of the port and sped towards Yunmeng City.





City Lord's Mansion.

Ling Junxuan, the city lord who had always been calm and indifferent, after listening to the report of his second brother Li Luoran, his hand shook and the tea cup lid fell to the ground and broke into pieces. He was stunned, and then a helpless smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Don't let Madam know about this matter for the time being."

Ling Jun Xuandao.

The words just fell.

"What is it that you don't want me to know?"

A graceful and graceful middle-aged woman walked slowly over, with exquisite facial features and a kind of angular shape that is rare for women in the flowing lines of her face, which made her temperament strong and fierce.

Ling Junxuan was in his forties, gentle and elegant, and he was always prestigious in the city. When he saw his wife Qin Lanshu, his aura instantly dropped. He quickly stood up and said: "It's not a big event. You are not making preparations."

Do you want to receive Senior [Sword Master] Bai Haiqin from Baiyun City? Naturally, I don’t need to disturb you for some trivial matters."

Qin Lanshu said nothing. He glanced at the broken tea cup lid on the ground, then took it back and stared at Ling Junxuan.

The city lord has always been henpecked, but when his wife stared at him like this, he immediately got angry and said helplessly: "Your little phoenix seems to be in love with spring."

Qin Lanshu was stunned for a moment, and then cursed angrily: "How can a father talk about his daughter like that?" After saying that, he looked at Li Luoran and said, "Brother Li, what on earth is going on?"

Li Luoran threw an apologetic smile to Ling Junxuan, and then recounted everything that happened in the training camp.

"Lin Beichen?"

When Qin Lanshu heard these three words, he almost exploded on the spot.

In the entire aristocratic circle of Yunmeng City, who has not heard the name of this prodigal scumbag?

Let alone a daughter, even if a son comes into contact with this scumbag, all parents will go crazy.

Hearing that his most precious daughter actually had a romantic relationship with Lin Beichen, a scumbag, Qin Lanshu suddenly felt a sense of doomsday, as his eyes darkened and the world lost its color.

But the aristocratic cultivation still allowed her to control her emotions.

"Where is Chen'er now?"

Qin Lanshu asked.

Li Luoran said: "I had already brought him back to the mansion, but after taking a bath, I insisted on going to the academy..."

"She just doesn't want to see people from Baiyun City. She is getting more and more disobedient." Qin Lanshu stared at her husband and said, "Go, go to the Royal Junior College in person and send your little Phoenix

Bring me back, Senior Bai is one of the three famous swords in Baiyun City, how can we not see her when she comes? We can't let her do it according to her temper."

"Okay." Ling Junxuan immediately stood up with a smile, and without saying a word, he ran out of the house and rushed to the college to pick up his daughter.

Qin Lanshu looked at her husband's back and shook his head helplessly.

At this time, the servant came in and reported: "Madam, the person you asked Butler Huang to pick up has already arrived at the gate outside the mansion."

"Brother Li, Mr. Bai is here. Come with me to pick him up."

Li Li nodded quietly and accompanied Qin Lanshu to welcome him out.

The gate of Ling Mansion.

The mahogany door with gold rivets has a door panel that is four meters wide.

The gate of the mansion is as wide as a city gate. There are ten red-armored warriors on each side. They are powerful and powerful. You can tell at a glance that they are masters among masters.

There are no steps at the gate of the mansion. Once the door is opened, the carriage can drive in directly.

But in the entire Yunmeng City, there are only a handful of carriages that are truly qualified to drive directly into this gate.

The carriage with the golden thorn bird pattern passed through the gate and stopped in the front yard.

The unparalleled and handsome young man Cao Potian stood behind his master and looked back at the unparalleled gate of the City Lord's Mansion, with a hint of pride on his face.

Three years ago, when he stood here, he could only stand with his head bowed, as stooped as a passerby, and he could not help but feel a sense of looking up in his heart, but now he looks...

Haha, it’s nothing more than that.

The gate of the mansion that had lost the light of power and blessing was now, in his eyes, nothing more than an ordinary dead object made of bricks and tiles.

After three years, he was qualified to overlook everything in this small city.

Including everyone in this mansion.

"Master Bai, you've been tired from the journey. Thank you for your hard work."

The hostess of the City Lord's Mansion, Qin Lanshu, who was the most beautiful woman in Fengyu Province in the past, led everyone in the mansion and walked out of the central hall, with a dignified manner and a smile on her face, like a warm spring breeze blowing.

Bai Haiqin looked arrogant and nodded lightly.

Cao Potian's eyes searched around Qin Lanshu, and the smile on his face slowly disappeared.

She didn't come out to welcome him?

The little Phoenix of Yunmeng City is still so proud when facing the people of Baiyun City. It's really ridiculous. Does she think that her little sense of superiority, which was pampered in a remote country, can really overpower the century-old kendo holy land of Baiyun City?

Is it above the prestige?


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