The sword cultivator ascended to the modern age

"Ling...Mr. Ling." The voice of the little girl at the front desk rang in his ears. Lin Tian was relieved. It turned out to be Ling Yun. He looked up with a smile.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he saw Ling Yun, his nerves that had relaxed suddenly became tense again, and there was no warmth in Ling Yun's eyes.

Lin Tian couldn't help but think that Ling Yun and Shen Yi went to Beijing to get engaged. Ling Yun didn't look happy at all when he came back this time.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian regretted it. Shen Suiyou had invited him to go with him some time ago, but he refused for the sake of face. If he had known that he was going, he should not have let Ling Yun go to the capital alone.

Thinking about it now, Lingyun is a little girl who came out of the mountains. She has a good temper and a soft personality. How can she fight with those wealthy families?

He rushed in front of Ling Yun, pulled Ling Yun towards the corner, and did not notice that Ling Yun's expression was much colder than before. The colleagues around him couldn't help but light wax for him.

Lin Tian relied on his imagination to make himself very angry. He suppressed his voice angrily, "Ling Yun, did Shen Yi bully you?!"

Ling Yun stared at him quietly, and just when he was about to speak, Lin Tian said angrily, "It's okay, the Shen family is not good to you, we can replace him, and he is the only one who can do anything wrong, I..."

He didn't say the next words. Lin Tian looked at the dense long swords that suddenly appeared around him and shut his mouth obediently.

Seeing the sweat on his forehead, Ling Yun spoke slowly, "I want that tomb."

"This..." Lin Tian subconsciously wanted to refuse. More than one person had asked him to buy the tomb. There must be something weird. Ling Yun just pushed her into the fire pit so rashly, didn't he?

Ling Yun frowned, and the sword tip moved closer to Lin Tian. Lin Tian swallowed and compromised: "Here...here you."

With a "swish", all the long swords around Lin Tian disappeared without a trace. He leaned against the wall behind him as if he was out of strength, and a cold touch touched the back of his head. Lin Tian only felt a flash of light in his mind.

He shouted to stop Ling Yun from going upstairs, "Ling Yun, wait!"

He ran to the front desk, took an envelope from the table and handed it to her, "Someone sent this a few days ago."

Ling Yun took the letter, and Lin Tian had no intention of leaving at all. Although Ling Yun was a little scary today, his curiosity got the better of him, and there was nothing he could do. It was rare to see anyone sending letters these days, and he was probably not a member of Ling Yun's family.

Ling Yun did not shy away at all and opened the envelope in front of him. As early as when he took out the letter, Ling Yun knew what was inside, but she wanted Lin Tian to confirm what it was. Varied?

Sure enough, as soon as the contents of the envelope were revealed, Lin Tian said in surprise, "Xiao Wang?"

Ling Yun placed the contents of the envelope in front of him, "Do you know what this is?"

Lin Tian took out the card inside, turned it over and over, looked at it several times and gave it back to Ling Yun, "Joker, isn't he the little king in poker?"

"Joker?" Ling Yun raised his lips and smiled, interestingly.

Lin Tian stood there and watched Ling Yun get into the elevator. It wasn't until the elevator door closed that he murmured to himself: "Are you leaving now?"

After Ling Yun left, the young lady at the front desk and several colleagues who were watching the whole process gathered around him, each one looking admiring. They could clearly see that Mr. Ling came in with a straight face and went upstairs with a smile.

The girl at the front desk gave a thumbs up and praised: "Brother Lin! You are awesome!"

Others also agreed, and Lin Tian gradually lost himself in Brother Lin's voice, "Hey, it's easy to talk."

Ling Yun dealt with company affairs for a day, and when she went to the appointment according to the scent on the playing cards, it was already late at night.

There is already a person waiting on the roof of an abandoned building somewhere in City A. This person is wearing a burgundy velvet suit, his hair is slicked back, and his face is painted with the same makeup as the clown on the playing cards.

The clown man was playing with playing cards, each of which was a Joker. Unlike the black and white one in Ling Yun's hand, his playing cards were in color.

Seeing Ling Yun standing with his sword in the air, the clown made a funny gentleman's salute, "Miss Ling Yun, I am Joker, from the Association of Abilities..."

He paused intentionally, then raised a smile, which looked particularly weird on his face with clown makeup, "The strongest ruler."

Ling Yun still had a cold face and looked at him condescendingly, "What do you want from me?"

The clown man snapped his fingers, and a playing card appeared in front of Ling Yun. He continued to smile, "Are you satisfied with this card?"

Ling Yun obviously didn't have much patience to play with him in such twists and turns, so she sneered indifferently, "Huh, ruler?"

As soon as he finished speaking, countless sword energies fell down like a rain of swords. Ling Yun watched with interest as the clown below dodge in a panic. Not to mention, it really gave him the impression of a clown performing.

After watching for a while, Ling Yun felt that it was boring. Yu Jian flew in front of the clown. At this time, the clown's hair was no longer as neat as before, and even the makeup on his face was stained with sweat.

Ling Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold and chilling chill filled the entire roof, "You should have a begging attitude when asking for help. Didn't your parents teach you that?"

Looking at the clown man's slightly trembling body, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yun's mouth, "I forgot that you have no parents, right?"

Ling Yun raised the Huaguang Sword slightly, and the clown's body trembled even more. He opened his mouth to speak, but the tip of the Huaguang Sword came towards him, and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

Then there was a cold touch on his chin, and the tip of the Huaguang Sword lifted his chin, forcing him to raise his head slightly, and his entire face was exposed to the bright moonlight.

Looking at this face, the smile on Ling Yun's lips grew stronger, and the chill in the air became stronger, "Tang Jinchao, maybe I should call you..." Ling Yun deliberately prolonged the tone of the last word, Under the shocked look of the clown, he said casually, "Jiang Zijian!"

Jiang Zijian had an expression of disbelief, "You actually know!"

He seemed to have completely forgotten the fear he had just felt. He met Ling Yun's murderous gaze, "Then what's in my body, can you do something about it?"

"How?" Ling Yun took back the Huaguang Sword and wiped it slowly.

Jiang Zijian got up from the ground, held up the playing cards in his hand and stretched them out to Ling Yun, "As long as you can help me, this position is yours."