"There is a lot of movement above this time, and it is estimated that other countries will also receive such news, so wouldn't Da Zhou be laughed out of his big teeth?"

The housekeeper looked at Lin Yue's room and said quietly.

"This is natural, but how about the big week, it doesn't matter now, what matters is how many disciples of my Lin family can be selected! As long as there are three or five selected, I'm afraid that I won't be able to beat the next big week in the future?"

Lin Haichuan smiled disdainfully, in his eyes, there is only the matter of the above selection in three years, as for Da Zhou, what about love!

But just then, a servant staggered in.

"Master, it's a big deal, it's a big deal!"

He ran and shouted, and there was a cry in his voice.

"What kind of lie is it a lie, what big thing can happen to my Lin family!" After hearing this, Lin Haichuan said lightly.

"The third prince was killed by Leng Yan in Quanyang!"

The servant cried and told the news that he had just preached to the Lin family.

"What? What did you say? Is this true?"

This time, Lin Haichuan couldn't be calm, his face suddenly turned pale, he grabbed the servant, and said viciously.

"The third prince was killed by Leng Yan in Quanyang! It is estimated that the only eight remaining Lin family riders will come back in two days....woo woo woo" The servant said again with a crying voice.

"Boom!"

After hearing this, Lin Haichuan was completely angry, and with a slap, a big tree with the thickness of a bucket was interrupted by his laziness.

"Ahh

His momentum reached its peak at this moment.

Lin Xiao is his third son, and he is also the one that Lin Haichuan values very much, he originally thought that Lin Xiao's trip to Quanyang was just a small episode, but he didn't expect that he was giving his life at this moment, how could he not be angry!

The Lin family is like this, they only allow them to kill others, but they do not allow others to kill them, and their domineering style can be seen.

"Butler, summon for me the staff after the peak of the acquired martial arts, no matter who is behind the cold flame, I will calm Quanyang, and also, bring me all the Proud Sword Sect Leader Linghu Sect!"

After the rage, Lin Haichuan's voice became colder and colder, and this time he would not hesitate to go out of the mountain in person.

"Yes, sir, I'll go and prepare!"

After the butler nodded solemnly, he trotted out of the compound.

However, at this time, the sound of smashing things in Lin Yue's room continued, and Lin Haichuan was irritated for no reason when he heard it,

"It's endless! Your brother has been killed, and you're still worried about the inner disciple's affairs, do you still have a conscience!"

He left a word in anger and left.

After a long time, Lin Yue's room gradually quieted down, and then a voice came out coldly,

"Leng Yan..... it's you again....this time, I'm going to send you to hell personally!"

Quanyang, Leng Yan didn't know that the imperial city had become a mess now, although he was idle, he didn't have nothing to do.

"Kill that Lin Xiao this time, the Lin family will definitely not give up, and there will be some action on the side of the imperial city, Ximen Fuxue is not there, it is far from enough to rely on the current few hundred people, you have to prepare in advance!"

He looked at the system panel in front of him and muttered to himself, but his face showed a very tangled look.

"To change or not to change?" Leng Yan stared at the prestige value and kept tapping his fingers.

It turns out that after a slow rise in the past two days, the prestige value is about to reach more than 96,000, and the difference of another 4,000 can be exchanged for silk weaving, and once it accumulates to 100,000, you can get the title of the rich.

But now the situation is critical, and I don't have enough manpower, so I can only summon it, so I have to consume prestige...

"Forget it, you can earn more prestige in the future, but the Lin family's affairs must be faced!"

Thinking of this, Leng Yan made up his mind.

"System, give me a chance to redeem fifty summons!"

"Ding, the host has consumed five thousand reputation points and obtained fifty summoning opportunities!"

"Start summoning!" Leng Yan was distressed, but he couldn't help it.

I hope that there will be a few masters in these fifty times, otherwise it will be really difficult to say whether the winner or defeat will be against the Lin family.

The system is very simple, after Leng Yan finished speaking, the first small box stopped steadily, and a big word on it made Leng Yan stunned,

"Alas, it's Da Ming again, Da Ming's most famous is the sailor, but it's not needed here, right?

Soon, the second small box also stopped, showing a large male character on it.

At this point, Leng Yan didn't pay attention to it at all, there are more men and women in Daming, and there is nothing to judge from this!

Ding, as the system's prompt sounded, the most critical name appeared on the third small box, Leng Yan swept away, and his face showed a look of disappointment,

"Xie Xiaofeng, a man of the Ming Dynasty has a very modern name. ”

Leng Yan's first reaction was this.

"Well, wait, Xie Xiaofeng, Daming, isn't it?"

Leng Yan's mind suddenly flashed with a flash of inspiration, and he thought of a terrifying existence,

"Oh my God, if it were him, it would be great!"

In Leng Yan's anxious waiting, Xie Xiaofeng's attribute in the fourth column appeared on the panel,

"Strength: 103 (pre-congenital), Intelligence: 70, Command: 0"

"Great, it's him!"

After Leng Yan saw Xie Xiaofeng's attributes, his face immediately burst into laughter. This Xie Xiaofeng is the third young master of the Daming Divine Sword Villa, and his swordsmanship is superb, and the force value he sees is on par with Ximen Blowing Snow, and it is estimated that he is not comparable in swordsmanship.

However, just when Leng Yan was excited, the column of the legion gave an even bigger surprise,

"Because Xie Xiaofeng has managed the village well, he has been followed by a hundred disciples of the Divine Sword Villa. ”

"Disciple of the Hundred Divine Sword Villa?hahaha, this is the rhythm of the hair!"

Leng Yan couldn't suppress the ecstasy in his heart, the disciples of this Hundred Divine Sword Villa were not ordinary people, and it was estimated that there would be many acquired martial artists and great martial artists in it!

However, just when Leng Yan thought that this summoning was about to end, the system's prompt sounded again,

"Ding, because Yan Shisan regards Xie Xiaofeng as his lifelong opponent, he also follows Xie Xiaofeng to join the host!"

"What?Yan Thirteen?hahaha"

Leng Yan was stunned for a moment, until he figured out what it meant, and couldn't help laughing, this luck is really against the sky.

Who is Yan Shisan? He is also a kendo master, and in some ways he is only a little worse than Xie Xiaofeng.

With his cultivation, he is definitely a master of the innate level, but unfortunately, the system prompted it like this, but it did not give Yan Shisan's attribute value.

At this point, the first summoning was completed, and seeing that the corners of Leng Yan's mouth were almost to the root of his ears, he knew that he had made a lot of money.

Isn't it? Two innate masters were made at one time, and there were also a hundred disciples of the Divine Sword Villa, which can be said to be the most profitable summoning since the system was established.

Leng Yan didn't continue to summon again, he walked out of the wing room directly and walked out of the door,

At this moment, he was in Shanhaiguan and was not on the county government's side, so he could only go out in person to find two masters.

As a result, Leng Yan had only walked a short distance when he saw Xie Xiaofeng, who was dressed in white, and Yan Shisan, who was dressed in black, standing in the distance to salute him, and there were a hundred disciples in Tsing Yi standing behind them.

"Meet the master!"

They spoke in unison. Leng Yan hurriedly went to help,

As a result, Yan Thirteen's attributes also appeared in front of him,

"Yan Thirteen: Belongs to the Monarch Leng Yan, Strength: 102, Intelligence: 55, Command: 0, Exclusive Skill: Thirteen Swords of Death!"