The blood all over her body has been there for so long, and anyone with eyes can see it. As a result, this person just asked a medical officer to diagnose and treat her... just pretending.
Ling Xuewei thought so in her heart, but her face still looked cold.
Hua Manshang leaned on the Taishi chair, her eyes glancing over from time to time, with interest and inquiry.
Soon, the medical officer came.
Showed her injuries.
"Reporting back to the city lord, it's just some external injuries, nothing serious. It's just that the young master lost too much blood. I will prescribe some elixirs for nourishing qi and blood, and he will be fine after taking them and resting for two days."
The medical officer treated the wound and took out a bottle of elixir. Ling Xuewei didn't show any pretense, took it and thanked her.
"Don't dare, don't dare, then I'll leave."
He quickly withdrew respectfully.
"Young Master Ye was only slightly injured when he faced off against the Nightmare, which surprised me."
Ling Xuewei knew he would find out, so she said calmly, "It's just a fluke."
"hehe……"
The man laughed.
The laughter seemed to be filled with joy.
Liu Fang, who was standing behind him, looked slightly sideways.
"Where did Young Master Ye come from?"
Hua Manshang held her chin up and asked lazily.
"Northern Wasteland."
She spoke out the words she had prepared long ago.
The Northern Wilderness is the northern part of the Wilderness. It is an extremely desolate and remote place. It is a remote and remote place with yellow sand everywhere. It is a place where the famous wanderers of the Wilderness live.
There are few villages there, not to mention cities. It is a place where wealthy and distinguished people will never set foot.
"Beihuang? It's a good place."
Ling Xuewei glanced at him and said nothing.
"Your companion too?"
He nodded at the person standing below.
Qing Wu has been standing there since Ling Xuewei left, like a sculpture, exuding the aura of keeping strangers away from him.
"Um."
"What's your relationship?"
"brother."
"Brother?"
"no."
…
Hua Manshang asked, Ling Xuewei answered.
Straightforward.
When answering, there was no other expression on his face, as if he was answering a superior's question.
Hua Manshang always had a smile on her face, but she didn't know how much she believed in her words.
The two of them just asked and answered.
Looking at it from the outside, it seems inexplicably harmonious.
Ling Xuewei could feel that the other party was testing. But... he could just ask the people below for this information, so why bother?
After asking a few casual questions, he changed the topic and then started talking about the game.
"My master Guanye's weapon seems to be a black blade?"
Coming!
She became wary in her heart, but said without showing it on her face, "Yes."
"I wonder if you can let me have a look?"
"please."
Ling Xuewei's hand flashed with light, a black blade appeared, and she handed it over.
Her expression was bland, as if there was nothing special at all. At least Hua Manshang didn't see anything strange on her face.
I saw Hua Manshang's slender fingers caressing the sword body, and suddenly, the black blade began to buzz.
It seems to be repelling outsiders.
"Good sword."
He couldn't help but admire.
When Ling Xuewei took out the black blade, she had already concealed its sword aura. This ability became available after she was promoted to the magical power realm. She didn't know how other people were, but in short, she could conceal the aura at will, not only her own, but also her own aura.
There is the black blade, and all the spiritual creatures that have signed a blood contract with her.
"hiss."
Suddenly, Hua Manshang hissed. It turned out that the sharp sword energy cut his finger.
What a powerful sword spirit.
Hua Manshang frowned.
Liufang's expression changed slightly from behind.
Ling Xuewei stretched out her hand and said, "City Lord, be careful."
Ling Xuewei took his hand, and when the warm hand touched her, Hua Manshang suddenly felt a tremor in her heart for some unknown reason.
He stared blankly at the person in front of him, his eyes stopping Liu Fang from stepping forward.
"fine."
Hua Manshang took out her hand, her fingertips flashed with light, and the next second, the originally opened wound was restored to its original state.
Smooth and fair, but where is the trace of scar?
Ling Xuewei's eyes flashed slightly and she retracted the black blade.
"It's a good sword, but it's a pity that it's wild and difficult to tame."
As he spoke, he opened his palm and a blue sword appeared out of thin air.
"This is given to you."
When Liu Fang saw the sword, surprise flashed in her eyes.
The owner actually gave "Qian Ren" away!
It was a soft sword with a water-blue color and transparent ice crystals. It was very beautiful and eye-catching!
It is very exquisite and natural, without any craftsmanship at all. You can tell it is extraordinary at first sight.
"Such a precious thing, Ye cannot accept it."
"I said I would give it to you, so I will give it to you."
He suddenly leaned down, his breath a bit oppressive, "Or do you want to disobey?"
Having said this, Ling Xuewei could only accept it.
"Thank you City Lord for the gift."
"Get up, think of it as your reward for winning the game."
After saying that, Hua Manshang stood up and said, "The city lord's palace will host a banquet tomorrow, and you will all be invited to attend. I am looking forward to tomorrow's banquet."
After saying these meaningful words, he left.
Looking at his leaving figure, Ling Xuewei was thoughtful.
The morning game ended quickly.
Ling Xuewei returned to the inn.
Fatty Jin congratulated him repeatedly and smiled flatteringly.
He had seen it with his own eyes. This boy had won the favor of the Lord of the City. He called him up to the high platform and talked for a long time. He was down there at the time and had a clear view! The people around him were envious of him and said that he had climbed up to a high branch.
Got it!
Isn't that right? In the entire bloody city, no, in the entire wilderness, is there any branch higher than the Lord of Flower City? He did not expect that this boy was so lucky that he fell into the eyes of that noble man.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and he must not miss it!
Ling Xuewei dealt with it casually, then returned to the room on the grounds of physical injury.
Fatty Jin also had a look and did not disturb him. After spending these days together, he could still tell that this Ye Qi liked to be quiet, talked little on weekdays, and did not like to be disturbed. He was an extremely shrewd person, so naturally he would not be there
I'm asking for trouble at this moment.
Now it's not others who are trying to pick on him, it's him who is picking on others.
Only with Ye Qi here could he have the opportunity to show his face and join the real rich and famous.
inside the room.
Ling Xuewei looked at the blue soft sword on the table and fell into deep thought.
Those eyes...
Could it be him?
But Ling Xuewei thought again and felt it was impossible.
The voice, breath, and even the tone of voice are different.
How could it be him?
That man has been missing for a long time. Although she doesn't know where Di Qianjue has gone, it has only been three or four years since he disappeared. But this Hua Manshang has succeeded to the position of Lord of the Bloody Capital for decades.
The time doesn't match up.
How could these two people be the same person?
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Qingwu opened the door and came in.
He saw the soft sword on the table, "Girl, this thing..."
"A gift from Hua Manshang." Ling Xuewei said.
Qingwu's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to check. After a long time, he found nothing unusual.