How to Train a Wolf in Another World

"Buy?" Xiao Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and asked back.

He has lived for more than [-] years, and this is the first time he heard someone say they want to "buy" him.

This feeling is... amazing.

"Yes! You are not a swordsmith, this young master bought you!"

The young man from the Ling family still held his head high, with a haughty expression on his face.

During the stalemate, the surrounding crowd began to silently watch and whisper.

Anyone who participated in the trade fair was either from the Ling family or from some famous families in the 28th city of the western district.

Therefore, most of them know that this proud young master is Ling Xiao's nephew Ling Shao, who is also the most favored descendant of the family.

The root cause is that it is closely related to Ling Shao's mother, Ling Xiao's second sister Ling Shuang.

Ling Shuang is a well-known talented woman in the 28th City of the West District. She is proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Although she is 12 years older than Ling Xiao and married a long time ago, she has a beautiful appearance and can be called a peerless beauty.

Of course, this is not the point, the real key lies in Ling Shuang's husband - Xie Kui.

Xie Kui was nearly forty years old, with an ordinary appearance, but he had a head full of wisdom. He was known as the head of the three think tanks of the White Empire.

Xie Kui was arrogant by nature, and Ling Tianqi, the former head of the Ling family, went to Hanyu many times, intending to subdue him, and returned in defeat until Ling Shuang came out in person.

No one knows what Ling Shuang and Xie Kui talked about that night...

But not long after, Xie Kui became the first guest of the Ling family.

It was March again, Ling Shuang got married, Xie Kui entered the Ling family, and a year later, Ling Shao was born.

That period of past that was full of mist was gradually forgotten as time passed and as Ling Shao grew up...

At this moment, Xiao Qingchen still pursed his lips, looking at the young man with a gentle expression.

The young man nodded his head as a matter of course, trying his best to hide the trace of embarrassment and guilt.

At just the right time, the two lines of men in green clothes rushed over through the crowd.

Ling Shao heaved a sigh of relief, and with a triumphant smile, he waved his hand.

The next moment, Xiao Qingchen was surrounded.

24 people formed a circle, and most of them were still holding a bunch of weapons in their hands.

Xiao Qingchen couldn't help chuckling, it seemed that this young man played the role of "Boy of Good Wealth" very competently.

Beside him, Yehen moved slightly, as if ready to act.

After Xiao Qingchen was keenly aware of this, he secretly clenched the opponent's palm, signaling him not to act recklessly.

After all, this is the territory of the Ling family. If you offend people easily, you will definitely get into a lot of trouble...

then--

"How much are you going to pay me for prostitution?"

Xiao Qingchen asked with a smile, his tone was quite joking.

Hearing this, the young man raised the corners of his mouth confidently, and said loudly: "The price is up to you, but you have to go back to Wushuang City with me."

Xiao Qingchen slightly raised his eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "I can go with you, but... I won't sell myself."

Even if it was the Ling family, he didn't want to lose his freedom casually.

This answer was obviously not what the young man expected. He widened his eyes in astonishment, looked at Xiao Qingchen in disbelief, looked him up and down carefully, and finally curled his lips and said, "Uncle, what are you doing?" Playing hard to get?"

Xiao Qingchen lowered his eyes with a faint smile. If the other party's destination hadn't been Wushuang City, he wouldn't have wasted time on this child with "princess disease".

"If you want to think that way, I can't help it."

"..." What a sharp-tongued uncle.

The young man pursed his mouth sullenly, and then said loudly: "Go and pull the carriage over, and return to the city."

The accompanying man in Tsing Yi immediately took orders.

Xiao Qingchen waited at the spot very leisurely. After a while, a luxurious and spacious carriage came into everyone's sight.

The young man boarded the carriage recklessly, Xiao Qingchen secretly winked at Ye Hen, and then followed.

The carriage galloped all the way, like walking on flat ground.

Xiao Qingchen leaned against the window, closed his eyes and fell asleep, allowing the young man to look at him.

It's just that Ye Hen, who has been in a state of invisibility all this time, is sitting dryly beside Xiao Qingchen, but he is not very calm. His angry eyes almost shot several holes in Ling Shao who is facing him...

"Strange, why did it suddenly become cold?" the boy murmured suspiciously.

puff--

Xiao Qingchen almost burst out laughing, here, Yehen is still holding his hand...

It's not too tiring for two big men to hold hands so shamelessly.

But, it feels pretty good.Xiao Qingchen secretly smiled.

Ling Shao looked around suspiciously again, and finally took out a scarlet short fleece cloak from a hidden compartment in the carriage very wisely, wrapped it up, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, aren't you cold?"

cold?Xiao Qingchen opened his eyes, couldn't help but glance at the man beside him, and then sighed: "The night on August [-]th is really cool."

Hearing this, Ye Hen touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment, and then grinned.

Xiao Qingchen turned his head quietly, looked at the young man who had curled himself up into a ball, and asked in a deep voice: "There are so many swordsmiths in the fair, why did you choose me?"

"Well..." Ling Shao glanced at Xiao Qingchen hesitantly, his voice lowered a little, as if he was muttering to himself, "Because uncle, you are the best-looking one among those people, even though you are not as good-looking as us Compared to the Ling family, you can only be considered average, but anyway..."

"..." Xiao Qingchen remained silent, and he also said that the young man saw that there were three high-grade spiritual weapons among the twelve weapons...

Surely he shouldn't overestimate this person?

The rest of the way was quite quiet.

In the dead of night, sleepiness strikes.

Fortunately, this time, Ye Hen cooperated very well and did not make trouble, Xiao Qingchen slept peacefully all night.

The next day, the hour.

The carriage arrived at Peerless City.

Unlike the row upon row of shops in Hanyu City, most of the buildings in Wushuang City are luxurious mansions, and the streets are spacious enough to accommodate five carriages.Moreover, rows of patrol soldiers can be seen everywhere in the city, all wearing armor and wearing long knives around their waists.

Xiao Qingchen looked out of the window quietly, feeling a burst of emotion in his heart: This is the old site of Suzaku City mentioned in "Legend of the Four Gods", but there is no trace of the past.

"Uncle."

"Huh?" Xiao Qingchen responded subconsciously, and suddenly realized that the voice was neither Doudou nor Leng Lengjiu, so he couldn't react.After a pause, he raised his head and looked at the boy.

Ling Shao suddenly changed his previous arrogance, looked at Xiao Qingchen with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "In three days, you will have a match with Gu Jiuyue. You can only win but not lose, otherwise..."

Gu Jiuyue? !

Xiao Qingchen pursed his lips calmly. He originally planned to leave quietly with Yehen after entering the city. He never expected to hear such interesting news here.

"Otherwise... what will happen?" Xiao Qingchen asked lightly, his tone still casual, but those who knew him well knew that he was already very unhappy.

Xiao Qingchen didn't like being chased away, especially if the other party was a stranger.Of course, he hated being threatened even more.

"Otherwise you will die ugly."

"Ah……"

"You?" Ling Shao was startled suddenly, looking at Xiao Qingchen's mocking expression, swallowed secretly, couldn't help panicking, and said anxiously, "Master, I didn't joke with you! Three days later, It's the day when all the swordsmiths under Ling's family compete to learn their skills..."

The Ling family will not support the disabled.

If you don't advance, you will retreat.

How many swordsmiths are there in the head and branch of the Ling family?Not thousands, but hundreds.

For the Dragon Yin Sword, for the ancient legend, for the unification of the world.Especially this year, after the national teacher's prophecy was made public...

The four major families are ready to move, and almost in the remaining three months, they will find a swordsmith who can forge the Dragon Yin Sword.

How to find the last hope among these hundreds of swordsmiths?

The answer is simple - survival of the fittest.

It is no accident that Ling Shao will appear at the trade fair.

Xiao Qingchen asked him why he was the only one chosen among so many swordsmiths at the trade fair?

In addition to the appearance, the more important thing is... He walked around and found that only the weapons on the table at No. 410 No. [-] produced three high-grade spiritual weapons with additional attributes!

But he deliberately concealed this, he just didn't want people to know that he was familiar with identification techniques.

Xiao Qingchen does not own the "Atlas of Swordsmith Appraisal Techniques" alone, but anyone in the Tianshan sword sect who has a little heart will copy a copy by hand, and even if he goes down the mountain, he can carry it with him.

Ling Shao used some tricks, and after getting the identification map, he wrote it down very carefully...

Xiao Qingchen didn't know this until later.

Right now, Xiao Qingchen didn't have the patience to continue wasting time with the other party, and was about to express his intentions when the carriage stopped.