Lao Madong Village welcomed guests, and the old village chief welcomed him to the courtyard, with some bitterness on his face.

"Owner, didn't you say a grace period of a few months, we are already working hard to prepare, this year's harvest is not good, and the village has lost a few good hands......" said the village chief with a bitter face.

Sitting opposite is a middle-aged man, he is the owner of Tingfeng Villa, the name seems to be a good villa, but in fact, it was formerly known as Heifeng Village, a group of bandits gathered, the mountains came and went freely, and the city lord's mansion was powerless.

Later, the person in Heifeng Village was in charge, and changed its name to Tingfeng Villa, which was controlled by them for a hundred miles, and every village and town had to be offered every year, and they kept one side safe.

Overall, it's good, although you have to hand in a lot, but you don't have to be attacked at any time and face the danger of being wiped out.

But there are a lot of handovers, and it hurts every village, some people have resisted, but they were destroyed the next day, this person seems to be elegant, but in fact he is very ruthless, otherwise he would not be on the throne in Heifeng Village.

In this way, everyone who originally fought against the bandits together also compromised, and the bandits earned a lot of money.

Now this is the case, the number of people in Lao Ma Dong Village is not much, this year there are people in the mountains and accidents, so that there is no way to get together the things offered, before the owner was willing to give them a few months, but I didn't expect to come to the door in person today, the old village chief is honestly afraid.

Life is not easy, how can you calm down in the face of such murderers.

"Old Ma, it's not that I don't forgive you, I know that it's not easy for you, it's not easy for me, managing such a big place, I also want a bowl of water to be level, everyone is like you, I don't listen to the wind and don't drink the northwest wind? ”

"Thank you so much for the great kindness of the owner. ”

"I had promised you grace, I didn't care about the time, but now it's different. The middle-aged man said, "There are people from outside, and I can't afford to offend." ”

The village chief changed color, you can't afford to offend the existence, what does it matter to us? The village chief became anxious.

"That's the case, I heard that your ancestors have a war knife, which is a treasure that someone gave back then to achieve the god of war and follow the master of Jincheng to fight? The farmer smiled at the corner of his mouth.

"It was left by the ancestors, and it was worthless. The old village chief hurriedly said.

"I know your difficulties, so let's do it, I don't make it difficult for others, I will take the war knife, and count it as your ten-year tribute. The owner said.

"But...... It's an ancestral thing, we can't ......"

"Fifteen years, that's enough. The owner said lightly, "After all, it is a foreign object, you still have to live, fifteen years of recuperation, maybe you can train another master to go out." ”

The village chief cried and mourned, and he didn't dare to resist.

"Old Ma, the Ming people don't say secret words, it's not me who seeks your ancestors' things, we have known each other for so many years, if you want me to come early, it's someone from outside, he likes to collect treasures. It's still us, and if they come, they won't be as good as I am. ”

"They...... Who is it?"

"Do the Four Gentlemen Swords of the Red Lotus Sect know?"

"That Red Lotus Sect that dominates a radius of thousands of miles?"

"Yes, don't say it's me Tingfeng Villa, it's our Dongning City Lord, and I don't dare to say anything when I encounter any of the Four Great Gentlemen's Swords. ”

"Old Ma, let's do it, I'll give in one more step, and I will exempt you from paying tribute to Lao Madong Village for twenty years. The owner's eyes flashed, and he said it mildly, and it was also an ultimatum.

The old village chief's face changed, and in the end he had to deal with a bitter face, not to mention the four gentlemen's swords, even he couldn't resist even listening to the wind villa.

It sounds good, so as not to hand them over tribute, they don't owe it in the first place, these are simply forcible grabbing. The fact that they have ancestral war knives has not been rumored at all, and the owner of the Fengzhuang may not have known it before, but now I don't know where I heard about it, who knows if I want it.

It is also said that it is difficult to be strong, but this is something left by the ancestors.

But strength is respected, what can be, resistance may be the extinction of the whole village.

The City Lord's Mansion didn't dare to offend the Gentleman's Sword, and he couldn't destroy the Black Wind Village, and now it has something to do with Tingfeng Villa, and the goal of the young people in their clan is to enter the City Lord's Mansion, and to go further is to worship the sect.

And the general sect is far inferior to the Red Lotus Sect.

They can't afford to mess with them.

Seeing the old village chief compromise, the middle-aged man smiled, "That's right, we can't afford to mess with those people, the most important thing is in front of us, and if you encounter any hardships in the future, tell me." ”

The old village chief trembled and took out a simple golden knife from the back room, and the middle-aged man took it with a smile, "Yes, good knife, then I will leave here." ”

Listening to the wind and the owner of the village left satisfied, he didn't lie, the four great gentlemen's swords did come, and he also hoped to be able to make friends with one or two.

After the people left, the old village chief fell to his knees with a puff, and "the descendants of the future generations are not good...... for a while.

That was one of their ancestors, who could be called a genius, and quickly became famous, and was finally selected directly by Jincheng, and later became the God of War who broke the mirror, followed the master of Jincheng to fight, and was glorious for a while.

Jincheng is one of the strongest forces in this continent.

Later, in an accident, the ancestor died early, leaving only this war knife, which was a long time ago.

This is also the goal and example of the young people of their clan, and now the swords have been taken away.

Some of the clan elders heard the movement and came over, knowing what was going on, and they were all pale and very sad.

Then some middle-aged people also knew that the owner of the village had not gone far, and some people were glaring angrily, and the owner of the village smiled lightly, and the clouds were light and light, and he didn't care at all.

The adults in the village know this legend and it is also the goal they strive for.

There are smaller ones, such as Xiaohuzi, etc., who don't know yet, but when they saw the owner of Tingfeng Zhuang coming, they didn't have a good face, and there was nothing good about the biggest bandit leader.

"Old Bai, are you busy?" Walking to the entrance of the village, the owner of the village greeted Grandpa Bai with a smile, looking friendly.

Grandpa Bai nodded, not responding to anything.

The middle-aged owner doesn't care, everything is under control, he is very satisfied with his achievements, once the Black Wind Village was shouted and killed, and the City Lord's Mansion had to be surrounded and suppressed, and now he has more income, and the surroundings have to be obedient, and the City Lord's Mansion has also made friends. He is already a three-star god of war, and he will go to the transformation realm in the future and go further.

"Huh, what's that?" The middle-aged man turned around, his eyes flashed slightly, and he noticed Qianxing lying in the room, or to be precise, the rhizome in Qianxing's hand.

Lao Ma Dong is a small village, usually he doesn't come in person, his subordinates just come, this time he knows the ancestral sword, come over in person to see if it is valuable, can it enter the eyes of the four gentlemen. With his strength, he still noticed the strange vitality.

Hearing the wind, the owner laughed and walked straight into the courtyard.

"What are you doing?" Don't talk about Grandpa Bai, Bai Zhi found out that something was wrong and blocked his way.

"The little girl is so beautiful, come, give you a fruit, and play with it. Listening to the wind, the owner of the village casually took out a half-spirit fruit from the storage bag and threw it over, his eyes were already shining.

Bai Zhi didn't give way and was directly pushed aside.

"Owner, I don't know what you are doing in the old yard?" Grandpa Bai went up.

"What I do, you should have guessed, hehe. Listening to the wind, the owner of the village didn't have much patience anymore, "Bai Lao, I've heard of this person, a living dead person, it has nothing to do with you, don't stop it." ”