As long as there are enough vests, the plot can't kill me

Uncle Kun, carrying a big knife on his shoulder, blocked Shen Rufeng, who happened to be out for something, at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

As soon as the two met, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

When Lin Xiao was not around, the Sword Saint preferred to speak with the weapon in his hand and his aura.

As a result, the pedestrians on the street and the monks who seemed to have sensed something were all intimidated by the boss's aura, and all of them had the same idea.

Maybe they will have a new city lord tomorrow!

"Senior..."

Shen Rufeng has lived for hundreds of years, but never before has he felt the concept of death so clearly as he does now.

Uncle Kun ignored the other party's shouting and suddenly took action.

Amid the shocked and unbearable looks of the crowd, the Sword Saint did not draw his sword, but instead swung it directly with the sword and scabbard attached.

hum!

Faced with this kind of attack, City Lord Shen's mind went blank, but he came back to his senses between flashes of fire and lightning.

The absolute gap in strength made him give up the idea of ​​resistance.

Before the sword fell, Shen Rufeng cherished the remaining time very much, and fragments of it emerged in his mind.

From being a naked child playing around, to leaving home to go to school, to joining the dynasty, to marrying and having children...

The fine clothes and vigor of youth are ultimately no match for high official positions, generous salaries and a bright future. In the end, the naive child has become the current city lord.

Life is not short, and it has its joys and regrets as well.

However, all of this is insignificant in the face of death.

The sharp wind scratched his cheek. At the last moment of his life, Shen Rufeng thought of the wife he married for profit and his son who did not fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

Also, there are large tombs that appear to be luxuriously renovated on the surface, but are surrounded by weeds and have no signs of tomb sweeping.

At this moment, Shen Rufeng seemed to have realized something, and countless thoughts arose in his mind, but it was too late.

There were many things he wanted to do, but he no longer had the chance.

Maybe, this is life!

boom!

"Do you know?"

In the dust and smoke, Shen Rufeng tasted the fishy sweetness in his mouth. The words of his predecessor struck his heart like a wake-up call.

He understood and really knew it!

Uncle Kun saw the other party's condition and took him into the mansion before the dust settled.

“Master, I am an unfilial disciple…” As soon as he stood still, City Lord Shen felt that he was about to break through, and he knelt down in salute.

"I'm not your master, give me the letter of recommendation!"

Letter of recommendation?

Shen Rufeng had no time to care about anything else and insisted on completing the master-disciple ceremony.

Whether the senior accepts this incompetent disciple is his own business. I have received great kindness from him, and it is my duty to behave myself as a disciple.

"Teacher... Senior, are you talking about the recommendation quota for Lide Middle School?"

"Yeah." Shen Rufeng's cleverness made Uncle Kun nod slightly. The person in front of him was not too stupid and could barely watch.

"Wait a moment, senior."

After confirming what the master wanted, City Lord Shen took out the city lord seal he carried with him without saying a word, and then took out a stack of blank letter paper with special marks.

"I hope you will forgive me, Senior. I am an unfilial junior who is about to break through, so I was unable to perform my duties properly. Everything will have to wait until later..."

"nonsense."

Uncle Kun was very satisfied with the other party's attitude and behavior. He grabbed the things and waved his hand to send the man into seclusion.

But before leaving, he paused at the door for a moment, "I have never accepted a disciple in my life, not even an anonymous one."

The meaning of this sentence is too obvious to be true, just like a carrot hanging on a donkey's head, its attraction is unprecedented.

If Shen Rufeng hadn't been unable to suppress the surging spiritual energy in his body, he would have really wanted to cry loudly at this moment, and then cling to his master's thigh tightly.

He had a chance to become a disciple of his senior, although it was only an anonymous one.

Hearing the noise behind him, Uncle Kun smiled slightly, picked up the sword again, and walked out of the City Lord's Mansion in a dignified manner.

Who says that the Sword Saint doesn’t understand the ways of the world? Even if he was not good at it before, he must have learned it after staying with Young Master Lin for so many years.

Out of trust in Lin Xiao, Uncle Kun came to his own judgment.

Since the principal of Lide Middle School is very capable, Shen Rufeng must have something extraordinary to be noticed by the principal and have the qualifications to be recommended.

Because if there were a lot of recommended places, Young Master Lin would not have to go around the bay and come to such a small town.

Influenced by the little girl, Uncle Kun is slowly changing his mind, so he will give City Lord Shen a chance.

For him, the most important thing is to go back and take a look before reaching the end of his life.

There is no need to worry about whether you are alone or how you go up the mountain.

Be it a disciple or a helper, it’s all up to you!

Seeing his own heart clearly and understanding what he wants is the biggest gain of the Sword Saint in the past twenty years.

"City Lord, you?"

Commander Zhao, who was on patrol outside, received the news and hurried over, but in the end he was still a step too late. He could only watch the boss's back as he left.

Fortunately, the city lord who was dancing on the ground was just stupid and was still alive, so he could barely give an explanation to the Great Zhou.

"Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao? Stop being dazed. You've come just in time. Everything in the city is in your hands before I leave. Please make sure you entertain me well.

If anyone dares to offend me, I will use my Great Order to kill him without asking any questions. "

Shen Rufeng didn't have time to explain more. After throwing the token to his old friend, he went into seclusion in a hurry.

Commander Zhao had never seen such a situation before. He stared blankly at the golden decree issued by the suzerain state, the Great Zhou Dynasty, in his hand. For a moment, he didn't know whether the city lord was stupid or he was crazy.

Ordinary people don’t know the city lord’s background, but he and the local big families certainly know it well.

As the consort of the Great Zhou, Shen Rufeng, who came to Blue Moon City to gain experience, posed no real threat to anyone.

But if a grand order is issued, it will be completely different!

But Commander Zhao didn't have time to think about it, so he could only follow the city lord's instructions and calm the noise outside first.

However, as soon as he announced the news that the city lord was in seclusion, the faces of the people who came to inquire became extremely excited.

Is this retreat serious?

Could it be that, with the Zhang family's ancestor...

They dared to attack the city lord's mansion in broad daylight and openly attacked the son-in-law of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It was clear that they were not afraid of even the suzerain state of Yue.

terrible!

"Everyone go back."

Commander Zhao knew that they were thinking the wrong thing, and he was too lazy to say anything more. This was actually better, as the city would be peaceful for a long time.

Anyway, no matter what happens, it can be solved once the city lord comes out.

He didn't explain anything, which was tantamount to tacit consent. The major families who were good at conspiracy theories and imagination felt even more worried.

These outpost troops had fear written all over their faces, and they scattered like birds and beasts with ulterior motives.

Soon, the City Lord's Mansion returned to its former appearance. Only the floor tiles in front of the door, which were cracked with tree branch patterns, faithfully recorded everything that had happened not long ago.

"Uncle Kun, are you this?"

Upon discovering that this big guy had even copied the city lord's seal, Lin Xiao immediately put down his pen and couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

I have to say that Uncle Kun has a bit of the demeanor of a gangster boss and he was born to do this job.

"Girl, judging from your perspective, did I do the right thing this time?"

"I don't know if it's right or not. After all, I don't know what you really think, but I'm sure you want to go back and take a look."

After the question and answer, the two looked at each other and then laughed at the same time.

Right or wrong is not important. It is enough to understand what you are doing and not regret it in the future!

"Xiao Xiao, you have definitely investigated my life, so, can you make my uncle give up completely?"

When the name Xiaoxiao came out, Lin Xiao was stunned for a moment, and the feeling in his heart was extremely complicated.

At this moment, the person standing in front of her was not a sword saint, nor a seventh-level powerful person who was close to transcendence, but just an elder who was obsessed and wanted to confirm a certain answer.

Young Master Lin even saw a hint of confusion and fragility in this elder, just like Comrade Old Lin back then.

"Uncle, you were once the young master of Lingyun Sect, but when we were having a meal together, you didn't recognize the spiritual objects used to nourish the body and lay the foundation. This is my answer."

As one of the top three sects in the Great Thousand World Sect Rankings and the overlord among thousands of sects, Lingyun Sect is far more powerful than the Lin Family.

There is no reason why a young sect leader would not have access to those things. Even if Lin Xiao usually eats rare spiritual objects, Uncle Kun should not be unfamiliar with any of them.

There is only one explanation for this situation. Lingyun Sect never thought of training Ling Kun as the true successor from the beginning to the end.

His final destination is the sect's sword, and he is also the best shield before his junior fellow apprentice becomes more powerful!

It has nothing to do with talent or ability, the result has been decided before the game even starts.

Such an answer was not surprising, but Uncle Kun was still surprised by Lin Xiao's way of thinking.

Seeing the big picture from the small details, using the inconspicuous things to make arguments is the most convincing, and you will not be able to whitewash yourself in the future.

"Girl, you are really cruel. You don't even give me any thought."

After saying that, Uncle Kun angrily threw the letter paper and seal in his hand onto the table, and ran to the side to sharpen his knife.

Under normal circumstances, Lin Xiao would have rolled his eyes to the sky when he heard this.

But at the moment, Young Master Lin was extremely sensible. He decided not to argue with someone with a childish temper, and only dared to secretly complain in his heart.

Because she found that Uncle Kun's way of sharpening the knife had changed.

No longer pursuing speed, nor being affected by the mood to appear chaotic, but one after another with a certain unique rhythm.

This situation made Lin Xiao realize that she might not be able to get off the boat, and it would be difficult to get rid of her identity as the daughter of a gangster.

When the Sword Saint is no longer trapped by the warmth of the past and develops a sense of professionalism with a single purpose, he will become a terrifying weapon.

Oh wow, that’s interesting!