"I know, thank you Yu Shao for me, the clan will definitely not be disappointed by Yu Shao than me", in a certain luxuriously decorated room, Lin Xiao politely took the second-grade fire spirit fruit handed by the attendant, and it was not until the attendant stepped out of the room that his kind face sank suddenly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Through the words of the attendants and the understanding from the maid of the pharmacy, he did not understand the meaning of Lin Chengyu's words.

Let yourself prepare for Dabi well, is to let him stop meddling with Lin Yuechan, at least not before Lin Chengyu gets tired of playing!

Holding the second-grade fire spirit fruit in his hand tightly, he let go of Lin Yuechan, who was about to take the bait, like this, which made Lin Xiao very unwilling.

However, he knew very well that he could show off his might in front of many people and be sought after, not because of his cultivation and talent, but because of his identity as Lin Chengyu's sword attendant.

So although he was unwilling, Lin Xiao could only give up.

After a while of self-comfort, Lin Yuechan is just an ordinary woman after all, if she loses it, she loses it, and she has nothing to care about.

Moreover, this second-grade fire spirit fruit sent by Yu Shao was worth almost two hundred taels of gold, and with it, it was enough for him to impact the seventh rank of the sword disciple.

Thinking like this, Lin Xiao's mood gradually improved, but when he thought of Demon Zangfeng, his originally calm heart was angry again.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the demon hidden feng a few days ago, interrupting Lin Yuechan's words about to speak, presumably her body would have arrived, and Yu Shao wouldn't...

Hmph, he picked up the tea on the table and swallowed it in a big gulp, thinking about the soothing fruit he gave to the maid, he laughed at himself again.

It was also in vain to be angry with a fool who would not be long after, and picking up the fire spirit fruit, Lin Xiao walked towards the open space for cultivation in the small courtyard.

Lin Chengyu is not the only sword servant that Lin Chengyu is optimistic about, and improving his strength is the most important thing!

Hey, wait until you cultivate to the seventh stage of the sword disciple and then take a look at that little mongrel, don't talk hard when the time comes, I'm afraid I won't even be able to speak, hahaha..

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It was another night of summer breeze, and the next morning, listening to the familiar call in his ears, Demon Zangfeng stopped his cultivation of killing immortals and opened his eyes.

After practicing the "Out-of-Body Chapter" overnight, not only did the brain pain disappear after entering the strange state yesterday, but even the divine soul had a slight improvement.

Although there have always been some dark red points of light in his body that have flowed into his mind recently, after being devoured by the Divine Soul Villain and faintly speeding up his cultivation, Demon Zangfeng has also let it go.

"Xiao Feng, we'll go get food in a while", Lin Yuechan walked into the doorway with two bowls of thin rice porridge.

"Hmm", Demon Zangfeng nodded with a smile, feeling his extremely hungry lower abdomen, he couldn't wait to come to the door and drink a bowl of rice porridge.

Since his body was repaired, he unexpectedly felt as if his food intake had increased, although a large part of it was due to not having enough to eat.

"Oh, Xiao Feng, you can eat this bowl too", seeing that the demon Zangfeng has a good appetite, Lin Yuechan has a smile on her face, Xiao Feng can eat it, it means that his body is recovering very well, which makes Lin Yuechan happier than anything.

Shaking his head, he pushed the bowl back, not giving Lin Yuechan a chance to speak, Demon Zangfeng quickly left the firewood room, "Sister Yuechan, hurry up and eat, I'll wait for you outside." ”

Walking out of the door, I recalled the steamed buns I ate yesterday, there were only some brown rice and vegetables left at home, and the steamed buns must have been saved and left for herself when Lin Yuechan was a hard worker.

Thinking about Lin Yuechan running around for herself in the past few days, looking haggard, Demon Zangfeng held her hands unconsciously.

No matter what, at least let Sister Yuechan be fed and clothed.

After all, she is... is his own child daughter-in-law.

"Xiao Feng, let's go", at this moment, Lin Yuechan's voice suddenly broke the reverie of Demon Zangfeng.

"Ah, good", she glanced at Lin Yuechan with a weak heart, but the scene that caught her eyes directly made Demon Zangfeng forget to breathe.

Lin Yuechan, who was dressed in a plain skirt, had green silk around her neck, her mutton fat jade-like skin, shining with a charming halo in the sun, and she was extremely beautiful!

"What's wrong Xiao Feng?" Looking at the stunned Demon Hidden Feng, Lin Yuechan wondered?

"It's so beautiful", Demon Zangfeng subconsciously blurted out.

"Ah", Lin Yuechan was stunned for a moment, and then her soft face flushed slightly.

"No, it's not, I...", Demon Zangfeng's face turned red for a moment, and he waved his hand hurriedly.

"It's all nonsense", she snorted lightly, and without waiting for Demon Zangfeng to explain, she blushed slightly and took Demon Zangfeng's hand, and said in a low voice: "It's time to go, I'll have to line up later." ”

"Hmm", feeling the tenderness coming from the palm of his hand, Demon Zangfeng looked down at his toes, not daring to speak again.

He didn't know why his always quiet self would say such a thing, by the way, it must be the residual emotions that are doing the trick, well, it must be.

The road was quiet, and the two held hands, each with a different mind.

Soon they came to the food collection office, and at this time many servants had gathered in the huge open space.

One by one, they looked forward to it, and they all stared directly at the large and sturdy wild porcupines in the stands in the distance.

Wild porcupines are no better than suckling pigs in captivity, and their meat prices are so expensive that ordinary people simply can't afford to eat them.

In addition to the layer of crusty sour meat on the body, the rest is strong and high-quality meat, and the soup stewed from porcupine bones can strengthen the body and bones, so most of them are for the daily consumption of the Lin family's descendants and a small number of side disciples.

For this clan competition, the clan attaches great importance to it, because it is not stingy to treat.

In the stands, a young man in a brocade robe with a pitch-black sword hanging from his waist.

At this time, the brocade-robed young man sat on the only animal skin chair in the stands, and glanced at the servants who were surrounded by the audience with a bored expression.

An old man of Huangshan beside him was holding the account book flatteringly, reporting the amount of servants who came to receive it one by one.

"Yuan Shao, can you personally look at the rest of the accounts", the old man Huang Shan said with a smile.

The brocade-robed young man didn't even look at the old man Huangshan, his eyebrows showed impatience, he just waved his hand and asked the old man Huangshan to continue to report.

However, even if the young man in the brocade robe had an arrogant attitude, the old man in the yellow shirt did not dare to show the slightest dissatisfaction.

Yuan Shao is a descendant of the Lin family who was sent to supervise, although it is likely that he was sent to do such a trivial matter because of his lack of strength and disapproval in the clan, but for him, a little deacon, it is also a great person.

Not far from the stands, Lin Yuechan took out a small wooden plaque engraved with the word "service" from her arms, which was used to receive monthly money and food.

Looking at the crowded crowd, they rushed towards the handymen who cut porcupine, although it was stipulated that everyone could receive a piece of meat, but the monks had more porridge and less, and if they continued to wait, they would definitely not be able to take their turn.

Instructed Demon Zangfeng to stand in place, Lin Yuechan's silver teeth bit lightly, and squeezed towards the crowd.

However, there were too many people, and her body was very thin, and she was pushed to the ground as soon as she squeezed into the crowd.

Seeing this, Demon Zangfeng was shocked, and hurriedly rushed into the crowd with an arrow step.

"Let's let, let's let...", constantly pushing aside the servants at the end, who knew that there were more and more crowded people, and they scrambled to squeeze the gap one by one, blocking Lin Yuechan inside.

The brocade-robed young man on the high platform also discovered this small episode, as a supervisor, not only did he not make a sound, but instead propped up his chin and looked at the bloody scene that might be staged next with a playful face.

Seeing that Lin Yuechan, who was holding the wooden card, was about to be trampled by the crowd, Demon Zangfeng's eyes suddenly turned red, and a vicious aura suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

As if he felt the changing emotions of Demon Zangfeng, the four small swords contained in his soul trembled gently, with a thick killing aura, as if they were about to burst out of Demon Zangfeng's mind in the next moment!

Click, the sound of shackles shattering, quietly came from his body.

"Get out of here", with a loud shout, Demon Zangfeng grabbed the clothes of the tall servant in front of him, his body was half-sinking, and he took a circle of swelling muscles in his arms, and threw it towards his back.

An astonishing scene appeared, under the sudden explosion of the strange force of the Demon Hidden Front, the tall servant took off and was thrown ten meters away!

In an instant, the crowd around Demon Zangfeng stopped and looked at the young man in front of him in shock.

The young man in the brocade robe who was joking in the stands also changed his face to surprise.