Seeing that the two were tense, in the middle of the city, the vendors avoided it one after another.

In the center of a blank field, Shen Ling and the man in brocade faced each other quietly.

He could feel the Seven Dead Sword in his hand stirring, as if it was letting out a low cry of excitement.

The Seven Deaths Sword is the best innate spirit sword, and now it has the ability to kill people in seconds, and when he can do it, he can't guarantee that he will not be able to hold it and kill the young master of the Han family, which is not what Shen Ling wants to see.

The Shen Family's East Mansion is in a downturn, and if a murder is added, it will only make the relatives painful and the enemies happy.

He's not that stupid, and sometimes he doesn't have to kill people to achieve his goal.

Only... Give him a little bit of color, right?

Thinking of this, Shen Ling's Seven Dead Sword was drawn out with a "buzz", naturally hanging low, not taking the other party in his eyes at all.

"Made, you still look down on me?"

The man in brocade was furious, and he also drew his long sword and stared at the other party.

A moment later, his figure moved, and he stabbed it with his sword.

Although Shen Ling had lost his cultivation, his sword cultivation consciousness was still there, and in his opinion, this sword was too slow, as slow as a snail.

When the tip of the sword was less than a foot away from him, the Seven Dead Sword moved.

Before everyone could see what was going on, the man in brocade had already knelt on the ground, and at his neck, although the Seven Dead Sword was not sharp, it was murderous.

"How so? You... How did you do it? ”

Of course, the man in brocade didn't know what was going on with the other party's body and swordsmanship.

Only Shen Ling himself understands that the so-called swordsman in the world is simply ridiculously naïve.

"Don't ask so much, you lost, you know what to do, right?"

The tip of the sword patted the neck of the man in brocade, and in an instant, he seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he trembled with fright, and stinking urine actually flowed out from under his body.

"I was wrong, I deserve to die, beg the young grandmother of the Shen family to spare my life!"

The man in brocade kowtowed to Hu Qingqing like garlic, his snot and tears were glued together with the loess, as disgusting as he wanted.

Shen Ling was a little speechless for a while, this bastard is too similar to Hua Dashao, and he also urinates when he is scared, it can only be said that most of the crows in the world are generally black?

Carrying the spirit sword, Shen Ling said coldly:

"If you say anything bad to my sister again, next time, I will definitely cut your throat!"

"I know Young Master Shen, I was wrong, I'm not a human, I'm a dog, yes, I'm a dog..."

The man in brocade hugged Shen Ling's feet, and actually screamed.

In the downtown area, everyone looked at him begging for mercy, and they all showed contempt, and couldn't help but mock secretly.

"I didn't expect this young master of the Han family to be so undignified, he usually sees him show off his martial arts, and he can bully whoever he wants, look at it now, tsk..."

"The young master of the Shen family's East Mansion is really powerful, he is a wizard of martial arts like his father!"

"In Luofeng City, sure enough, the Shen family is the real famous family, and the children of the Han family can only follow behind and eat fart..."

Of course, Shen Ling heard the discussion of the people around him, but he didn't have any smugness, and after shaking off the brocade-clothed man, he raised the Seven Dead Sword and pointed it at them.

"From now on, if there is anyone who bullies my sister, I will not spare him! Did you hear that? ”

"I heard, I heard..."

"Young Master Shen, we will never talk about Miss Shen behind our backs in the future."

Everyone is the only one who claims to be.

Obviously, sometimes a show of force is more useful than a lecture.

Shen Ling put away the spirit sword with satisfaction, said no more, and strode in front of Hu Qingqing.

"Brother, you were so handsome just now! You... Have you really lost your spiritual powers? ”

"My dantian is broken, how can there be a fake?"

As soon as the words came to this, Shen Ling's dantian suddenly agitated, and the hot burning sensation rushed outward, making his eyes darken.

What's going on?

Could it be that ...

Shen Ling was just pleasantly surprised, and the burning sensation slowly subsided, as if he was teasing him.

However, Shen Ling was not angry, but a lot of hope rose in his heart.

"Brother?" Hu Qingqing looked at him a little stunned, and couldn't help asking.

"Huh? It's nothing, let's take a good stroll, it's a pity that my brother doesn't have any silver taels on him, otherwise he will definitely take you to a big dinner! ”

Shen Ling said with a smile.

At this time, someone said behind their backs:

"I have silver taels here..."

Shen Ling was quite familiar with this voice, turned around and looked, and saw a tall young man with a handsome appearance and a somewhat similar appearance, and couldn't help but lose his voice:

"Shen Yun?"

"Second brother, I knew you were back, but... But my dad won't let me look for you. Shen Yun was a little timid, "But the second brother is fine now, and the younger brother is really happy for you." ”

Shen Yun is the youngest son of Xifu, fifteen years old, the second son of the head of the family, Shen Hongyi, Shen Jiang is his eldest brother, and Shen Ling is his cousin according to generation.

"When I went home last time, you kid didn't seem to be so tall, so you were about to catch up with my second brother so soon?"

Shen Ling didn't mind Shen Yun's status as a young master of Xifu at all, because he knew that Shen Yun was not mercenary like his uncle, and he was also very compatible with him.

At this time, hearing the praise of the second brother, Shen Yun scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a shy smile:

"I was worried that I would have nothing to say when I saw my second brother, but I didn't expect my brother to be my brother..."

"Brother is not brother, what else can it be? You kid! ”

Shen Ling laughed and hugged Shen Yun's shoulders, looking particularly intimate.

"Brother, you're thinner than before, and your bones are all on me, it hurts." Shen Yun said embarrassedly.

"Alas, you are still so soft and weak, does the prince of Xifu seem to be suitable for taking the road of literature?" Shen Ling quipped.

Hearing this, Shen Yun hurriedly waved his hand:

"Brother, don't get me wrong, eldest brother, he won the champion and was recruited as a colt, but I don't envy him at all."

"Oh? So what do you want to do? Shen Ling was a little surprised.

Shen Yun glanced at the young master of the Han family and his gang who fled in embarrassment, his eyes lit up, and he said yearningly:

"I want to be a person like my second brother, a big hero who can do chivalrous deeds and make the wicked people fear!"

Shen Ling was stunned and couldn't help nodding:

"Okay, ambitious. But what you are talking about is a chivalrous man who walks the rivers and lakes, and the career of the second brother is much better than this. ”

"More majestic than a knight? What is that? Shen Yun wondered.

Shen Ling pointed to the sky:

"What the second brother wants to do is to be a god in the sky..."

"God... Immortal? Shen Yun didn't understand for a while, and was stunned.

At this time, Hu Qingqing was put aside, and he already had an opinion, so he couldn't help but pout, pulled Shen Ling to his side, and said angrily to Shen Yun:

"Hmph, why are you so close to your brother? My brother is Qingqing, you are not allowed to get so close in the future, do you hear? ”

Shen Yun was reprimanded like this, and he was even more confused.

"I... I..."

In a hurry, Shen Yun, who was already very introverted, couldn't help but stumble when he spoke, and he actually sweated on his forehead.

Shen Ling was a little helpless, and said with a headache:

"Sister, Shen Yun is not an outsider, he is my cousin, the little son of Xifu."

"I don't care who he is, anyway... Anyway, no one can rob me of my brother, no one! ”

Hu Qingqing was a little aggrieved, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Shen Ling instantly understood why she was so sensitive, because she knew very well that Shen Yun was also surnamed Shen, and he was of the same clan as his brother, so the relationship should be closer than that of Xu Kun and Li Chengfeng.

Since Hu Qingqing recognized Shen Ling as his brother, he is the only person in this world who can be relied on, and he is also the person Hu Qingqing cares about the most.

She does not allow anyone to threaten her position, and although selfish, she is understandable.

For a while, Shen Ling felt a little bitter in his heart, for his sister and for himself.

"Sister...," Shen Ling said softly.

Hu Qingqing couldn't bear it anymore and cried, but shouted to Shen Yun:

"You are the young master of Xifu, you have parents who love you, and your eldest brother who protects you, isn't it enough? Why do you want to rob my brother with me? Why... Woo..."