Ling Xingchen had already left the courtyard, and the maid and the family still couldn't believe it, thinking that everything was their hallucination. The handsome face, the sunny smile, the elegant and decent movements played in the mind, and the magnetic voice still lingered in the ears.

When he came back to his senses and looked again, there was still Ling Xingchen's shadow.

The candlelight of the City Lord's Mansion flickered, the fragrance lingered, and the lights were as bright as day.

The sword guards held the hilt of the sword in their hands, their eyes did not squint, the silver armor shone brightly, Ling Xingchen noticed a trace of murderous and bloody aura emanating from under the silver armor, their cold eyes were like two cold swords, and the whole person was like a dormant beast, as if they were well-trained, and their hands were stained with a lot of blood.

The dinner party has been prepared, in the luxurious Juxian Pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion, the bronze poured crane holds the candlestick, the bright light of the candle is mixed with spices, wisps of incense and the natural fragrance emitted by the furnishings made of precious spiritual wood floats and lingers. On the table carved from pineapple spirit wood, the exquisite utensils hold the rare spirit fruit bright and full, and there are also water droplets, dripping in the candlelight like red, red, green and green gemstones. The aroma of the dishes cooked by the spirit plant and the spirit meat arouses the appetite of the insects.

On the side of each desk is a young maid, with long hair curled into a cloud bun, cloud sideburns, red eyebrows and red cheeks, red lips like cherries, bright and attractive, dressed in a light orange wrap skirt, and holding a delicate and precious wine jug.

On the main seat, the city lord Li Jingtian was wearing a simple and atmospheric blue wide-sleeved robe, embroidered with the morning waves, and the red sun rose. He looked at the right side of the case, and sat the young talents of the capital Sword City, the young generation from the major forces of the Sword City, dressed luxuriously and gorgeously. Although he had the kind smile of an elder on his face, he hummed softly in his heart.

It seems that the person in the house is very secretive, and he knew Brother Ling so quickly, cough cough, no, it was Ling Xiaoyou.

What made him even more dissatisfied was that most of them glanced at the daughter of the first seat on his left, intentionally or unintentionally, and they were very unhappy, but they showed a little smugness. Her baby daughter is not only talented, but also a beauty in a million, just like her mother back then.

Of course, Li Jingtian knows the purpose of the family behind these gentlemen, one is to investigate the truth and the truth, and the other is to take the opportunity to dig the foot of the wall, or hug the thighs, even if it is just to make friends, it is good. It is better to have a relationship that is irreversible, such as a sworn prayer. Of course, the best way is to marry, and it is better to be rich, even if the pearl in the palm is just a bed-warming maid or plaything.

He couldn't help but think of Ling Xingchen's eyes that were as clear and pure as a lake and as bright as stars, and his heart was full of disdain for the others, and some of them even frowned at the maid. If he used to have mixed feelings, he felt that the generation of Sword City was not as good as the generation, but his daughter made him see hope. Ling Xingchen's appearance made him seem to see the future of Sword City, and the glorious sect of his ancestors reappeared in his own hands, what a glory it was?

The young master and young lady of the City Lord's Mansion who are quite talented in the row on the left, as well as the outstanding children of the city defense army and the old guards of the City Lord's Mansion, naturally saw the eyes of those young masters, and it was difficult to speak, so they could only fight back with their eyes, despising them in their hearts.

These young talents of Sword City were quite curious about the empty first seat on the right, and secretly guessed how old they were, and they could actually sit on the right side of the city lord.

The young masters and young ladies of the City Lord's Mansion knew some inside information, and the young masters felt the pressure, and the young ladies wondered if that person was really as jade trees in the wind as rumored, and a talent?

Ling Xingchen followed his memory and shuttled through the brightly lit City Lord's Mansion. He looked at the Juxian Pavilion, the architectural style is simple and atmospheric, and the three golden characters on the plaque are strong and powerful, and the edge is exposed, as if it is composed of a sword. Outside the gate, there are two half-human-high statues carved from spirit stones, one is mighty and fierce and fierce, spitting a sword, and the other is well-behaved like a pet, with a sage scroll in his mouth.

Ling Xingchen was stunned.

Legend is the eighth of the nine sons of the dragon, he likes to be quiet and does not like to move, he is good to sit, and he likes fireworks, the Buddha saw that it was patient, so he sat down and became a mount. Therefore, the foot decorations on the Buddha's seat and on the incense burner are its relics. On the earth, some old houses or shopping malls, there are also lions, elephants, etc., and the town houses gather luck to attract wealth, but I didn't expect it to be the same in this world.

Ling Xingchen's memories were like a tide, his eyes were dull, a little dazed, and his desire to return to the earth was a little stronger.

He put away his stunned looks, his eyes rejuvenated, and quickly came to the gate, ignoring the surprise and gloom in the eyes of the nearly ten young men and girls dressed as the entourage outside the pavilion, and the young men and girls dressed as several young masters and young girls, and walked straight to the door.

"Stop, do you know this is there?"

"That's it, don't you know that the city lord is feasting on the young heroes of Sword City?

"Let's go, or don't blame me for being unkind!"

“......”

Nearly ten men and women felt that although Ling Xingchen was handsome and dashing, much more handsome than their young master, so what? This style of clothing was novel, but the material was inferior to theirs.

They thought that he was the child of the city lord's mansion, so they stopped in front of Ling Xingchen with a look of disgust, his eyes were full of disdain, and he didn't forget to roll up his sleeves, which meant that if the boy who didn't have long eyes moved forward, he would have to teach a lesson. Their job is to stay out and block everyone who can.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I am a friend of the city lord, and I have been invited to the dinner, so please get out of the way. ”

Ling Xingchen's handsome face, elegant and chic appearance, neither humble nor arrogant attitude, with a magnetic voice, seemed to have taken away the souls of those young ladies, making it difficult for them to control themselves.

Young is the most naïve, the age of the beginning of love, ignorance and yearning for the opposite sex, and even a vague longing, with such a teenager as a companion, what does it matter if you wander the world?

The young masters looked at the beauties around them shining with starry eyes, and they were envious and jealous in their hearts, and they wanted to replace them, but in the current situation, they could only swallow their anger in front of those people's entourage, not to mention that he was just a poor boy!

Although they are sympathetic, but the identity is there, who will sympathize with a strange poor imp who has no identity?

"Cut, just wear these rags to return the guests, what about the ghost?!"

"If you are told to get out, you will get out, otherwise there will be no chance to cry!"

"Poor sour, get out of here!"

“......”

Seeing that Ling Xingchen was so tough, they ran the dantian, and the cultivation of the middle-level martial disciples was scattered, and they were about to make a move. The maids couldn't bear it anymore and quickly dispersed

"Punches and kicks don't have long eyes, and before I get angry, it's better to get out of the way. Ling Xingchen stopped and glanced at them lightly, very helpless, his voice was a little colder: "Then why don't you get in the way, it's better not to force me!"

People are good at being bullied, and horses are good at being ridden!

Even my subordinates are so arrogant and arrogant! I practice martial arts for the sake of physical fitness, and for Mao wants to force me to do it?

"Little crumb, what are you forcing you to do?"

"I'm going to beat you up!"

Before the third population was halfway made and didn't have time to speak, I saw Ling Xingchen raise his right hand and wave, "Woo woo", the sound of hand-to-hand combat shattered the silence of the night, and then the bloodstained teeth flew up, and the blood flowers bloomed and withered under the light, and in the stunned gaze of the maids and several young masters and young ladies next to them, the body rose from the ground and flew out of the air.

In an instant, this heaven and earth seemed to be quiet!

"Bang, bang, bang......" flew five meters and landed, and they had an intimate first experience with the hard ground!

"Where's the dirt dog from lá?

"知 (zī) is not auspicious, my young master is the third young master of Sword City?"

"Kowtow and confess, otherwise the three major families (zhú) will divide your body (sī)?"

......

"King!Eight!Egg!"

What followed was screams, curses, and threats and intimidation, spraying bloody spittle, Ling Xingchen's fists clenched, his clothes and long black hair were windless, and the coercion instantly spread out and pressed on them, word by word, gritting his teeth, making them lie flat on the ground and unable to move, as if someone had choked his neck, unable to make a sound, or even unable to breathe.

"Slurr, smack, smack, smack, smack......" The sound as if the bones of the whole body were about to break at any time, once again broke the silence of the night.

The young master and young lady of the second- and third-rate forces who were a little far away turned pale and staggered back, and the entourage who had already fallen to the ground tripped them up.

This scene frightened the maids who had fallen to the ground, for fear that Ling Xingchen would make a move on him, so he quickly got up and tried to maintain his kneeling posture, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

The male entourage used his only strength, resentful and vicious gaze to contact Ling Xingchen's cold eyes, if two sharp swords stabbed him, in an instant, he seemed to have lost all his courage, he didn't dare to look directly, and even his belly slander and curse stopped abruptly, and he couldn't help but start begging for mercy!

After doing all this, Ling Xingchen regained his composure, and after glancing at them, he flicked his sleeves and turned around in a chic manner, with a charming smile on his magic-like face. As if everything just now had nothing to do with him, he looked light and breezy.

Ling Xingchen turned his head and asked with a smile the young masters and young ladies on the ground on the side who had their mouths open in an O-shape, shocked enough to put an egg in, "What's the matter?"

They did not come back to their senses in the shock just now, they were pulled back to reality, looking at the young master in front of them, the disdain and ridicule of the young masters turned into horror, jealousy and hatred had disappeared, they lowered their noble heads and did not dare to look directly, their hearts were pounding, and they didn't realize that they had broken into a cold sweat, and the clothes on their backs were sticking to their bodies.

"Meet the adults, only then can there be no beads, and I hope that the adults Haihan!"

"Meet the adults, and hope that the adults will not care about the villains!"

"Meet your lordship, look at Haihan where it's rude!"

“......”

Without daring to hesitate, the young masters clasped their fists and bent down to salute at ninety degrees, and the young ladies folded their hands on their waists and bowed, almost all of them hesitated to go in with this handsome and majestic young adult.

Go, I'm afraid that these families will retaliate, don't go, I'm afraid that I will miss the opportunity to make friends with adults, and I will save face for adults. This is a blood-spattered five-step fierce man, who is free to enter and exit in the City Lord's Mansion at a young age, and even the three major families second only to the City Lord's Mansion are not in his eyes.

If you can get acquainted, it will not be in vain to be humiliated for no reason tonight. Perhaps, maybe you can even make friends with this god!

The girls opened their minds, and their minds repeated Ling Xingchen's domineering movements and gentle sunny smiles, falling into romantic fantasies, if the fawn was hit by the lightning's heart thumping, it was about to jump to the throat, and the faint expectation and desire were a little stronger.

"Thank you, sir!"

"Everyone, please get up, just raise your hands!"

The beauty of a gentleman as an adult, but the evil of not an adult! Ling Xingchen waved his hand casually and used Xuanyuan to help them up.

Everyone was excited, and their trembling voices thanked them in unison. Ling Xingchen didn't care whether it was hypocrisy or sincerity, and opened his mouth with a smile, his thin lips arcing in a 43-degree arc, revealing eight teeth that were as white as jade and neat.

That smile, if this April is as warm and sweet as this, even the evening breeze is gentle, and the two of them are like two people when they did it before, it is really gentle and elegant, tender like a spring breeze, domineering like thunder, and a strong enemy with one hand!

Since ancient times, what man does not want to be able to pick up the stars and change the sun and the moon, the beauty is like a cloud, and the enemy is crawling and trembling under his feet? What woman does not want a tender and domineering man to spend his life with?

After all, a strong man can protect his parents, wife and children internally, sweep away all obstacles and lead the family to glory, and externally he can protect the human race and even change the world.

Ling Xingchen's performance at this moment is exactly the ideal image that has remained unchanged in the hearts of men and women all over the world since ancient times!

ps: Long time no see, Qiu An!