"This Ling Xiao is really the pride of our sword sect. ”

At the gate of the Sword Sect Mountain, a group of Sword Sect disciples are talking and laughing about something, the Sword Sect can produce a heroic figure, everyone feels extremely proud, this glory is real, and everyone can benefit.

Nanmu Mountain, which is on the edge of the capital of Canglong Kingdom, is the location of the Sword Sect, and has long become the focus of attention of all forces in the capital.

On weekdays, the hereditary nobles in the city who have eyes above the top are all accompanied by smiling faces one by one, even for the disciples of the Sword Sect guarding the mountain gate, they are all polite, and they dare not have the slightest neglect, for fear of provoking the disciples guarding the mountain gate to be dissatisfied.

Although many hereditary nobles have the status of nobles, they have no actual rights, at most they only have a little privilege in taxes, lawsuits, etiquette, etc., and their families are well-off and can keep slaves.

But a meritorious second-rank hussar general like Ling Xiao is different.

The general not only has the status of a nobleman, but also has the right to command the army, this is the real right, in the aristocratic system of the Canglong country, the real power of the general is the largest, especially in the law of the Canglong country, the general enjoys great immunity, even if it violates the law of the Canglong country, only the military department is qualified to try it.

Especially Princess Chenyue has already announced to the world, and now Ling Xiao is a second-grade hussar general with merit, and the reward will wait for him to return to Beijing.

Although Ling Xiao, a second-rank general with meritorious merits, is not hereditary, whether it is his status or real power, he is actually a head higher than Ning Tiancheng, and now he is famous in the world, and his personal strength is powerful in the rivers and lakes, but this kind of momentum is far above Ning Tiancheng, the city lord.

The news from the front was that Ling Xiao arrived at noon.

But when there was still more than an hour before noon, the nobles and nobles under the Sword Sect Mountain Gate had already dressed up and come to a place five miles away, waiting for the temporary ceremonial platform that had been set up for a long time, and they all had expectant and excited expressions, as if they had long been old friends with Ling Xiao.

Among these crowds that greeted Ling Xiao, the leader was Wu Guang, the commander of the capital Zhishu.

Wu Guang's face was calm, dressed in silver armor, with a sword hanging from his waist, standing at the front.

And the silver-armored guards he brought with him were on both sides of the platform.

There are also some personal soldiers brought by nobles, who are even more heavily armored, standing along the main road and sandwiching the road, but they also look solemn, heroic, and full of the iron and blood of soldiers.

Maybe it's because Ling Xiao is a meritorious second-grade general, so most of the nobles who came to greet him today were wearing military uniforms, and some fat people with brains and fat bodies like fat pigs wrapped their oversized chain mail around their bodies, as if they had a large piece of fat wrapped in the iron armor, and they almost broke the armor, and because the armor was too heavy, even under the service of the guards and entourage, they were all sweating and embarrassed, but they didn't dare to really take off their armor.

On the viewing platform, in addition to the large and small nobles, there are several figures, which are particularly eye-catching.

Zi Yun, who was dressed in a blue gauze skirt, and several Sword Sect disciples, were surrounded by the nobles in the middle like stars and moons.

Ziyun originally belonged to the great beauty of the country, even if she was wearing a blue gauze skirt and had never worn pearl jade, she still looked radiant and released an amazing atmosphere, compared to those noble women who were bejeweled, but they were not inferior at all, and even won.

And several Sword Sect disciples were wearing white-clothed battle skirts, and they were also extremely shining in the crowd, and their slim figures were very eye-catching.

Next to the viewing platform, there was also a group of noble girls of the sword sect.

White Butterfly stood at the front, her face a little unnatural.

Behind her, Lu Tianling, Qing Han, Hua Manyun and others were also standing in the crowd.

This group of pretentious girls didn't take Ling Xiao in their eyes in the past, even if Ling Xiao was strong at that time, it was like a joke in their eyes, but now, in the ceremony to welcome Ling Xiao, they didn't even have the qualifications to stand on the viewing platform.

After a few months, I want to see you again, but it is already a world of difference.

And among these people, the person with the most mixed tastes in his heart is none other than White Butterfly.

Bai Die never dreamed that one day, Ling Xiao would return to the Sword Sect with such an identity and status.

Cheng Lingxiao won the battle of glory, but he didn't expect that the imperial court would crown Ling Xiao as a second-rank hussar general.

After that, Ling Xiao went to the side without realizing it.

Everyone in the world knows that the land of the border fortress has always been a place of bitterness and heat, and the war is continuous, Ling Xiao's strength at that time may be a small master among the new disciples of the Sword Sect.

But when she got to the Biansai, she was afraid that even some ordinary petty officers would not be able to beat them, and it would be difficult to survive on the battlefield.

But who knows, God actually made this big joke.

The former young man who was despised by her, secretly squeezed and calculated by her, disfavored by her, and deliberately embarrassed by her, returned to the sword sect again, and turned out to be a world-famous second-grade hussar general, who could shake the nobles of the entire capital, and they all came to the outside of the city to wait in advance to greet him.

And what about yourself?

Still struggling in the Sword Sect.

Occasionally, because he got acquainted with a noble student, he was complacent, fantasizing that one day with his qualifications, he would be able to become an inner disciple?

Now that I think about it, even if I become an inner disciple, what can I do?

Even the top geniuses of the younger generation of Qingxuantang were defeated like chickens and dogs in front of Ling Xiao, and in comparison with the two, their greatest ambitions were like a joke in front of Ling Xiao.

A wry smile appeared on Bai Die's face.

She couldn't help but look up at Senior Sister Ziyun on the viewing platform.

Because she faintly felt that Senior Sister Ziyun had a taste for Ling Xiao to say it...

"Hey, if I hadn't been an enemy of Ling Xiao at the beginning, maybe the person who is standing on this viewing platform now, enjoying the compliments of everyone, should be me?"

Bai Die's heart was full of regret and jealousy.

And at the same time.

The few people around her were afraid for a while at this time.

Because once, they were enemies of Ling Xiao.

Now that Ling Xiao has returned strongly, what if he wants to find trouble with them?

In the past, Ling Xiao was not taken seriously by them, they could ridicule and reprimand at will, and they could be embarrassed at will, but now Ling Xiao, who is a second-class hussar general in Canglong Country, and then there is a great victory in the border stopper, this so-called soaring skyrocketing, if you want to kill them, it is no different from pinching an ant to death.

Thinking of this, several of them silently lowered their heads, their hearts were mixed, and they didn't know if they wanted to watch this welcoming ceremony?

Time passed slowly.

But there was not the slightest hint of impatience on the faces of the nobles.

He also smiled with several female disciples of the Sword Sect, and also made several female disciples giggle non-stop.