[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

My father said a few words on the occasion, then left, and asked Qin Shuang to entertain the disciples of various sects.

No one dared to say anything, because my father is now the real overlord of the martial arts, and everyone can only respect him.

But I looked at his back with a bit of worry. He fought against the Juggernaut just now and was almost killed by the Juggernaut. I was afraid that he would be injured.

At a time like this, even if he was injured, he would not show a single iota of it.

Fortunately, Wen Chouchou is very caring. He ran back and forth to please my father, saying some auspicious words, which made my father laugh from time to time.I withdrew my gaze and walked in the direction of the bright moon.

She is from Wushuang City, and she is surrounded by disciples of Wushuang City, as well as Duanlang, the lord of Wushuang City.

Kong Ci was beside her, smiling softly, talking to her.

After a while, Nie Feng also came over, with a restraint on his face, he said to Mingyue a little shyly: "Mingyue, you are here."

Mingyue glanced at him and turned her head away.

"It's a long journey, are you tired?" Nie Feng didn't look embarrassed at all, he always said to Mingyue with a face of "you can desire me", "Mingyue, do you want to drink water? Why don't we go there for a walk? There will be some beautiful places in the world, and there are martial arts training grounds, which are very large."

Kong Ci stood aside, with envy and disappointment in his eyes that couldn't be concealed.

I walked over and put my arms around her shoulders.

Kong Ci blushed immediately, she bit her lip, and said awkwardly: "Xianxian, you, you are here."

"Mingyue is a guest from far away, shall we treat her to dinner?" I said with a smile, "Kong Ci, your cooking is so delicious, shall we invite Mingyue to our yard for a meal?"

Kong Ci is a kind girl, she didn't have any objection, on the contrary she said very hospitablely: "Okay! Miss Mingyue, come with us?"

"I won't go." Mingyue refused crisply.

I directly stretched out my hand and put my arms around her shoulder: "Why are you being polite? Now that Wushuang City has surrendered to the Tianxiahui, in the Tianxiahui, it is like my own home! Let's go!"

Mingyue wanted to get rid of me, but before she did, Kong Ci walked to the other side of her and said with a smile: "Our yard is so beautiful! No one in the whole world can find anything more beautiful! There are all kinds of Flowers, there are beautiful fishes, and there is a snow-white kitten, why don't you come with us to see it?"

She is too soft.

So much so that Mingyue was too embarrassed to refuse, and left with us half-heartedly.

I glanced at Kong Ci with admiration.

She is more capable than I imagined.

"Lang, let's go too!" Nie Feng's excited voice came from behind.

Duanlang responded lightly: "En."

Qin Shuang didn't follow because he had to arrange the affairs of the Tianxiahui and entertain the disciples from various sects.

"Xiaobai? Xiaobai?" Kong Ci called out softly as soon as he entered the courtyard.

Xiaobai is the cat she gave me, and I named it Xiaobai.

This is a very smart kitten, because it doesn't like to get close to me, but it is very clinging to Kong Ci.

It knows what to do.

Hearing Kong Ci's voice, it jumped out of the house, jumped into Kong Ci's arms, and meowed.

Mingyue looked at it curiously, and Kong Ci pinched the kitten's paw and greeted her: "Xiaobai, I met Miss Mingyue."

"It's called Xiaobai?" Mingyue couldn't resist Kong Ci's gentleness and enthusiasm, and couldn't resist Xiaobai's cute appearance, so they quickly played together.

Nie Feng refused to leave Mingyue more than three steps away, so he also joined in to tease Xiaobai.

Only Duanlang and I sat at the table, drinking a cup of tea.

"It doesn't like you." Duanlang glanced at Xiaobai who was comfortably served by Nie Feng, and said with certainty.

I shrugged indifferently: "But it has to call me master."

Duanlang snorted softly, stopped talking, and picked up the cup to drink water.

"How does it feel to be a city lord?" I raised my eyebrows and asked him, "Is it the same as you imagined?"

Duanlang raised a pair of big eyes with great vigor, looked at me and said, "What will happen if I say that I don't want to be the city lord anymore?"

"Oh? Do you think being the lord of the city doesn't give you the prestige of ruining your family?" I asked back.

Duanlang lowered his eyes, and replied: "Yes. When people mention me now, they are all the foster sons of Dugu, not the son of Nanlin Jianshou Duanshuai at all."

"Where there is gain, there must be loss." I smiled at him, "It's better than the handyman of the Tianxiahui, right?"

After all, he was young and energetic, and he was used to living a hard life. He was suddenly promoted to such a high position. Not only did he not get satisfied, but he wanted more.

Probably the position of city lord came too easily.

"I want to be like a sword master, concentrate on practicing martial arts, one day defeat the world's invincible opponents, and become famous in the martial arts world." Duan Lang clenched the long sword in his hand.

I didn't answer his words, but instead set my eyes on the long sword in his hand: "This sword is quite beautiful, where did you get it?"

"This is our family's ancestral sword, the Huolin Sword!" He frowned and said, looking like I was very ignorant.

I nodded: "Oh."

"Why don't you talk?" He said after a while, staring up at me.

I was surprised and said: "What?"

"You..." He pursed his lips, "You asked me to be the Lord of Wushuang City. Now that I don't want to do it, don't you have anything to say?"

I think it's really interesting that he asked this question.

"But why should I say it?" I rested my chin and looked at his handsome face with 360 degrees of no dead ends, "Xiaobai doesn't like me, you've seen it, don't you think I'm a good person? Huh? Like this How can I do something that is not beneficial?"

Duanlang pursed his lips, and he looked at me with those big beautiful eyes, with expressions of anger, helplessness, and bewilderment flashing across his face.

In the end he said nothing more.

"Hey, isn't this the Fire Scale Sword?" After a while, Nie Feng came in, and he saw the Fire Scale Sword on the table at a glance, and said pleasantly, "Did you find it?"

Duanlang nodded: "I went to Lingyun Grotto, and found my father's bones and this Fire Scale Sword inside."

"Lingyun Grotto..." Nie Feng whispered, "My father also died there."

Duanlang stood up, patted his shoulder, looked down at him and said, "I will accompany you into Lingyun Grotto, find your father's body, and get back the Xueyin knife."

"But my father told me not to take revenge before he died." Nie Feng clenched his fists and said.

Duanlang persuaded him: "He told you not to take revenge. But we are not going to take revenge now, but to get the Xueyin knife back, aren't we?"

Back then, King Nie was fighting Xiongba at the top of Lingyun Grotto with Xueyin Dao, but after seeing Huo Qilin rushing out, he was bitten into the cave by Huo Qilin in order to protect the young Nie Feng and Duanlang.

"Okay!" Nie Feng nodded, looking at Duanlang with bright eyes, "Lang! Thank you!"

Duanlang curled his lips slightly: "What are you being polite about?"

I felt a little pain in my eyes, so I rubbed my eyes, got up and walked out of here.

Kong Ci set up a stove in the yard and started cooking delicious food.

Mingyue plays with Xiaobai in the yard.

Xiaobai likes her very much.

I think this cat is really smart.

"Have the people in Wushuang City lived a good life?" I walked over and asked something unsightly.

Hearing this, Mingyue stopped laughing immediately, she hugged Xiaobai, and said calmly: "It's much better than before. At least everyone has a place to live, and no one starved to death anymore."

"Are you satisfied with the current situation?" I asked her again.

Mingyue stared at me immediately: "What do you mean?"

"Just chatting, don't be so nervous." I waved to her.

There was no smile on Mingyue's face, she said seriously: "No! I'm not satisfied! The life I want is that everyone has clothes to wear, a place to live, no hunger, no cold, and the family Children can also play happily, and there is no child with ashes on his face, crying for steamed buns!"

"Then what price are you willing to pay for this?" I asked her again.

Mingyue lowered her eyes, was silent for a while, and then said: "I am willing to pay any price!"

"Where's your grandma?" I suddenly remembered, "You have come to Tianxiahui, who will take care of your grandma?"

After saying that, I saw Mingyue's shoulders trembled slightly, her hand hanging by her side clenched into a fist, she raised her head to stare at me and said, "She's dead!"

"Oh." I nodded, "She really didn't forgive you?"

Mingyue seems to hate me very much, but she obviously understands that this kind of hatred is untenable, so when she looks at me, she always has a very contradictory expression.

Just like at this moment, she stared at me clearly, but there was grievance in her tone: "Yeah."

"But you sure don't regret it, do you?" I smiled at her.

Mingyue nodded: "I don't regret it. I was born for Wushuang City, and I am the guardian of Wushuang City. As long as the people of Wushuang City live well, I have no regrets."

"If the guild leader gave you full authority to manage Wushuang City, would you be able to do it?" I asked her again.

Mingyue was taken aback for a moment, she opened her deer-like eyes, and looked at me in surprise and puzzlement: "What do you mean by that?"

"Mingyue, isn't it better to hold the power in your own hands?" I didn't answer her question directly, but said: "As long as you have the power, you can do what you want to do with Wushuang City." The same. If you want people to have food to eat, let them have food to eat."

Mingyue frowned: "But Duanlang is the lord of the city! He did nothing wrong, why should I overthrow him?"

"Ask yourself." I winked at her, "Think about it."

After speaking, I walked away.

I'm going to see my dad, is he injured, how is the situation now?

And, I have to ask him for an address.