Ganning City, with a population of one million, in the land of Nanyan Frontier, such a city can only be counted as a small city.

But after entering Ganning City, it can be found that in the entire Ganning City, there are rich materials, coming and going, all of them are dignitaries, and there is no visual sense of a small city.

"Master, let's find a place to live first!"

"Hmm!"

The two walked side by side and walked towards the city.

Endless crowds, bright clothes, and hawkers on both sides of the street, quite a prosperous scene.

Qin Chen didn't appreciate these scenes at the moment, but looked around.

"Ning Wang Pavilion!"

Walking down the street, I suddenly saw a pavilion.

The pavilion, hundreds of meters high, stands in the middle of the city, very conspicuous.

"It is said that this Ningwang Pavilion is the property of the Gan family in Ganning City, not only dealing in the purchase and sale of pills and spiritual weapons, but also living. ”

"Then stay here!"

"Good!"

The two of them stepped into the main hall with their feet raised.

"Two guests, do you need any help?" said a slender and well-dressed young man.

"Buy some things, and by the way, stay in the Ningwang Pavilion for three or two days. ”

"Okay, please come with me. ”

The young waiter, who seemed polite, was obviously excellently trained.

"This sword of mine is the divine sword of my ancestor, it can't be fake, why do you say it's fake!"

Just as the two of them left with the waiter, an indignant voice suddenly sounded.

In this huge hall, this figure is enough to attract everyone's attention.

Seeing the gaze of the other guests, the steward immediately shouted, "Cover his mouth and throw it out for me." ”

"Someone's coming, help. ”

The boy hurriedly shouted at this moment.

The young man has a tiger head, about sixteen or seventeen years old, looks similar to Qin Chen's age, has short hair, is quite refined, dressed in a light cyan robe, with a belt tied around his waist, and holds the sword in both hands.

"Ancestral Excalibur?"

The person in charge suddenly sneered and said: "Don't say that our Ningwangge store is a big bully, our Ningwangge's signboard is not something you can smash as a stinky boy." ”

"Your sword is rusty, tell me what kind of seven-grade divine soldier it is, tease me?"

"Get out, otherwise I'm not welcome to Ning Wangge. ”

Qin Chen and Shen Wenxuan also stopped at the moment.

The waiter smiled faintly and said: "Let the two distinguished guests laugh, Ningwang Pavilion is the largest trading pavilion in Ganning City, a restaurant, there are many people coming and going, and it is inevitable that there are some people who fish in troubled waters." ”

"Let's go, Master!"

"Hmm!"

At this moment, angry shouts suddenly sounded.

"My sword Xiao Ming is a descendant of the Sword Saint Sword Yin Mountain, and this Yin Qian Sword is the inheritance of my ancestor Yin Mountain Sword Saint. ”

As soon as these words came out, Qin Chen's footsteps paused.

The person in charge laughed at this moment: "Jian Xiaoming, your Jian family is now in decline, offending the Burning Family and the Le Family, and the two major families have already persecuted your Jian Family. ”

"If this sword is really a Yin Qian sword, your sword family would have taken it out a long time ago to resist the debt, how could it be possible to take it out now?"

"Don't swagger here!"

"I didn't!"

Jian Xiaoming shouted at this moment: "This is what I got in the ancestral land, risking death, that is, the Yin Qian Sword, this sword seven-grade spiritual weapon, was personally created by the Nine Shadows Emperor back then, and presented to my ancestor." ”

"My ancestor, in the past, he was the disciple grandson of the Nine Shadows Emperor, the beloved disciple of the Qingyun Venerable!"

"I'm here!" The steward suddenly took a sip and said: "I don't know how many families with the surname Jian, you say that your sword family is, that's it? Besides, Jianyin Mountain? That is the disciple who was expelled from the door by Qingyun Venerable back then, even if you are really a descendant of the Sword family,

There's nothing to brag about either. ”

"Hurry up, hurry up, delay Ning Wangge's business, you want to die!"

Jian Xiaoming's face turned red at this moment, and he said hatefully: "Even if he is expelled, the ancestor of my family was also the disciple of the Great Emperor in the past, and the disciple of the Venerable ......"

It's just that the people of Ning Wangge didn't bother to listen to this, and began to bombard.

"Jian Xiaoming, you're really not ashamed!"

At this moment, a delicate shameful laughter slowly sounded.

Outside the hall, a shadow walked into the hall with lotus steps.

The woman is wearing a cyan long skirt, outlining a perfect figure, and the curvature in front of her body is thrilling.

"Le Yue'er!"

When Jian Xiaoming saw the woman, his expression suddenly dimmed. "Jian Xiaoming, I didn't expect that your Jian family has been forced to such a point!" Next to the woman, a young man, with his long hair spread out and his bun on the top, sneered: "But I advise you, don't think about any crooked ways, just wait for death."

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"Burning Qing, what does my sword family's affairs have to do with you?"

"It's none of my business, but we have one last chance to burn the family, and three days later, on the dojo, your sword family will either win all three battles, or, be ready to pour all your financial resources into compensation!"

Burning Qing sneered, flicked his sleeves and left.

Nale Yue'er also looked at Jian Xiaoming and said, "Xiao Ming, give up struggling, your grandfather is no longer good, and your Jian family will completely decline." ”

"You don't have to worry about it!"

Jian Xiaoming's face was flushed at the moment, and the green tendons in his neck burst out, but he suppressed the anger in his heart.

In the hall, the crowd gradually dispersed.

Jian Xiaoming hugged the rusty sword in his arms and was silent.

"Little brother!"

Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of him and said with a smile: "This sword, do you want to sell it?" My son-in-law is interested, can you go upstairs to talk about it?"

"Who is your son-in-law?" Jian Xiaoming suddenly said cautiously.

"Qin Chen!"

Ningwang Pavilion, on the second floor, is a wide rest area, with tables neatly arranged.

At this moment, Qin Chen and Shen Wenxuan looked at Jian Xiaoming, who was nervous in front of them.

"You said that you are a descendant of Jianyin Mountain, do you have a certificate?"

"Of course there is!"

Jian Xiaoming said confidently: "In the ancestral hall of my Jian family, there is a statue of the ancestor, which is ironclad evidence, as well as this sword." ”

Jian Xiaoming said with great interest: "I got it in the ancestral land of the Jian family." ”

Hearing this, Qin Chen glanced at Jian Xiaoming and said, "You don't plan to tell the truth, then I don't have to look at this sword." ”

"Jianyin Mountain was born in the land of the Nine Secluded Places, and it is a person from the Land of the Nine Secluded Continent, not a person from the Nine Secluded Continent, let alone a person from the Southern Yan Frontier, where did you go to the ancestral land?"

Hearing this, Jian Xiaoming immediately looked at Qin Chen in astonishment.

"Who the hell are you?"

Qin Chen said unhurriedly: "Who am I who don't matter, this sword, do you sell it or not?" "This sword is actually very strange, my sword family was originally one of the best big families in this Ganning City, but three months ago, my grandfather Jian Ming Mountain was accidentally injured in the Nanyan Mountain Range, and the sword family was suddenly in chaos

What kind of covenant was made in the three wars. ”

"Three days later, the three major families, each with three young generations no older than twenty years old, fought, if the sword family loses, they will have to compensate the two families for their losses. ”

Compensate for damages?

Qin Chen looked at Jian Xiaoming, revealing a puzzled gaze. The injury to Jianming Mountain seems to have nothing to do with the Lejia and the Burning Family, right? How can there be a so-called loss?