Out of the gate of the Wantong Dart Bureau, Wufeng has been following Ling Er's side. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After accepting Wufeng as his follower, Ling Er's mood was not so depressed, and it was much more pleasing to the eye when she looked at Wufeng. Ling Er only now found out that Wufeng was actually quite handsome, and Ling Er felt that she had a follower with an iron sword on her back, and it seemed to be more heroic.

However, Wufeng didn't notice the change in Ling Er's expression, and at this time, Wufeng was attracted by the excitement on the street. When I was a child, before their village was attacked by the Japanese invaders, Wufeng would go to the town with his parents to sell salted fish at the market, but it was not as lively as the street in Xunzhou City!

"Hey, why are you stunned?" Ling Er glanced back and found that Wufeng was actually stunned in place, thinking that he had lost his soul when he saw that beautiful woman.

"No, I just saw that this place was much more lively than Qingfeng Residence, so I took a second look!" Wufeng didn't tell Ling Er that it was the first time he had seen such a lively street, and he was accidentally shocked just now.

Seeing that Wufeng didn't seem to have seen the market, Ling Er couldn't help but pouted and said, "Rare and weird!"

As the eldest lady of Wantong Dart Bureau, she has lived beside this kind of lively street since she was a child, and Ling Er naturally doesn't feel that there is any problem. And because it's morning, the streets are much more lively than in the evening.

"Miss, where are we going later?" Wufeng was a little curious about what Ling Er was doing early in the morning.

As the eldest lady of Wantong Dart Bureau, you don't need to get up early to open the market like a small trader, and you don't need to get up early to buy vegetables like a subordinate. Even if you practice martial arts well at home, it's not bad! Especially Ling Er's martial arts are really suitable for walking the rivers and lakes?

Of course, these are also thinking about it in Wufeng's heart, he doesn't dare to tell these facts in front of Ling Er. And Wufeng doesn't know what the martial arts of the people in the rivers and lakes are now, at least for now, Wufeng has not seen many martial arts people. The only thing that is certain is that Ling Tian is also a master, but he has never seen him make a move, and it is difficult to judge the level of his martial arts.

As for the woman in green and the murderous demon I saw last night, although their martial arts skills are not enough, in Wufeng's opinion, there should be a gap between Ling Tian, especially the murderous demon does not have any true qi on his body at all.

"Don't talk nonsense, you're my follower now!" Ling Er felt that if he was in a good mood to accept a follower today, he might not be willing to let Wufeng follow him! Remember, you'll be the follower of Miss Wantong Dart Bureau in the future, understand?"

"Understood!" said the windless and weak.

Wufeng felt that Ling Er was really taking advantage of the advantages and being addicted! Why couldn't you advance your own sect in front of other people? Being able to let the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect be your foundation was the fate that you had cultivated in several lifetimes in your previous life! This is a great honor!

As a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he didn't mind letting people know, why didn't Ling Er want to let him know? If he said this, how much more face-saving would it be? Could it be that Ling Er liked to keep a low profile?

Could it be that Ling Er was trying to protect the face of himself and the Heavenly Sword Sect? I didn't expect that he had only known Ling Er for less than a day, and Ling Er cared so much about herself, she deserved to be the woman she had her eye on!

However, Wufeng naturally didn't know that Ling Er was actually afraid of being known that Wufeng's sect only had three masters and apprentices, and he would be laughed at if he said it. And normally, the disciples of that sect will give people a foundation!

"Wait!" After walking for a while, Ling Er suddenly stopped Wufeng and said, "You are my follower, it doesn't seem good to carry a broken sword on your back!"

Ling Er felt that it didn't matter if her henchman carried a sword on her back, but carrying a broken sword on her back would damage her identity as the eldest lady of the Wantong Dart Bureau. Moreover, in Ling Er's eyes, Wufeng's martial arts are not high at all, otherwise why does Wufeng only have the share of dodging every time? Maybe his master will only call some life-saving martial arts, but the real martial arts will not!

If Ling Er's thoughts were known to the people of Nanshan Dao, it would not be impossible to dismantle the entire Wantong Dart Bureau in a fit of anger.

"Miss, this was given to me by my master, I can't throw it away!" In fact, Wufeng is not reluctant, but he is penniless, if he throws away this iron sword, how can he want to fight the world like his ancestor!

It's just that Ling Er didn't know what Wufeng was thinking in his heart, and thought that this sword was very meaningful to Wufeng! It's just that the shopkeeper doesn't look down on this rusty bladeless sword.

Ling Er thought that the Heavenly Sword Sect probably wouldn't be able to find a good weapon for Wufeng, so he would give this rusty bladeless sword to him. Thinking of it, Ling Er was embarrassed, so she had to say, "Then you can continue to carry it!"

"Selling rock sugar gourds!" a vendor selling rock sugar gourds stood in the street.

When Wufeng was a child, when Wufeng followed his parents to the town to sell salted fish, as long as the business was good enough, his parents would buy a string of rock sugar gourds for Wufeng. For a teenager in a small fishing village, it was already the most luxurious food.

"Silly boy, why are you stunned?" Ling Er found that this follower of hers seemed to be a little unreliable, except for being able to tease herself, she was a stupid and stunned stupid boy.

"Miss, can you buy me a bunch of rock sugar gourds! I don't have any money on me!" Wufeng asked embarrassedly, he didn't notice that Ling Er had just called him a stupid boy.

"How old are you and still eating this?" Ling Er felt that it was too funny to want to eat rock sugar gourd at Wufeng's age. However, Ling Er still said very boldly: "Okay, I'll take it as a reward for you!"

"Boss, bring me two strings!" Ling Er said as he took out two copper coins from his wallet and handed them to the vendor who bought the rock sugar gourd.

"Okay!" After the vendor took the copper coin, he immediately took two strings of rock sugar gourds and handed them to Ling Er and Wufeng. Although I was curious why it was not the men who gave the money but the women who gave the money, the vendors didn't bother too much, as long as they had a business.

Wufeng saw that Ling Er actually bought a bunch for herself, didn't she still despise herself for eating this at such an old age just now. Wufeng smiled and asked, "Miss, why do you want a string too?"

"You want to take care of it?" Ling Er replied very unhappily.

In fact, Ling Er only recalled that when she was a child, when her mother was still alive, she often took her to the street to buy rock sugar gourds. Unlike Wufeng, in Ling Er's eyes, this is not a luxury food, but it is a kind of memory.