Chapter 731 Invitation

The drizzle fell in the early morning, washing away the hustle and bustle of the big rally in Xiayuan City last night.

Roll, roll...

Two horses pulled the cart and slowly drove into the stone alley on one side.

The coachman flicked the reins, and the carriage stopped steadily in front of the door of the Shuiyue Sword Pavilion. Then, the curtain was lifted, and a man in a long robe and a high crown stepped out of the carriage.

This is a middle-aged man, with a trace of gray in his flowing beard, he returned to his chest following the palm of the other party, and he looked at the signboard of the Shuiyue Sword Gym.

Then, after straightening his clothes and confirming the invitation in his arms, he raised his legs and walked towards the steps in front of him, gently tapping on the door in front of him.

Crack, crack!

Amid the unhurried knock on the door, the middle-aged man took a step back and waited quietly.

After a while, the door creaked open to one side, revealing the girl standing there.

"Uncle, who are you?"

Hong Ling called each other according to their age.

"The girl is Hongling, right? Jin Luo, the scribe in the Xiacheng Lord's Mansion, wants to ask to see Mr. Mu!"

The middle-aged man cupped his fists and said with a smile.

"Brother Mu is eating breakfast, uncle, wait a minute!"

≌↖ Hong Ling closed the door again after speaking.

And the clerk of the city lord's mansion was not dissatisfied with such an abrupt move.

For one thing, he could tell that the girl had a true temperament, not on purpose.

Secondly, he is now here on behalf of the Lixian corporal of the City Lord's Mansion, not to show off his prestige.

"A pinnacle master who is less than twenty years old hasn't been out for so many years!"

Jin Luo stood under the steps, sighing softly.

last night. The sudden assassination. The simultaneous intervention of the City Lord's Mansion and the Martial League did not cause much panic.

Just after the corpse was transported away. The big rally continued.

Even more lively.

Because, the city lord's mansion sent luthiers and musicians from the mansion to join the rally, making the surrounding civilians who had never watched real singing and dancing dazzled.

Only some caring people still paid attention to the assassination.

And, what happened after the assassination——

Chasing Soul, one of the three young masters in Xiayuan City, died under the sword of the white-clothed swordsman, and it was at the same time that the drunken swordsman shot.

The other Lie Ying, who was also one of the three young masters, retreated without a fight.

News one after another reached the ears of the real high-level officials in Xiayuan City.

It made them change their attitude towards the white-clothed swordsman who didn't care much about it.

A young swordsman who is not a master is definitely different from a young swordsman who has crossed the threshold of a master.

What's more, according to the wine swordsman's description, that white-clothed swordsman has definitely reached the pinnacle of a master. It is only one step away from the real 'transcendence and sanctification'.

Moreover, according to the accounts of several eyewitnesses who were challengers in the martial arts gym, although the swordsman in white has a mature temperament, his face is immature and not big, and he will definitely not be over twenty years old.

At this age, to achieve such strength, for the several major forces in Xiayuan City, it is naturally necessary to fight for it.

Especially at this special moment, it is necessary to do everything possible to win him into his own camp.

Jin Luo could even imagine that some guys in the Wumeng were too regretful at this moment.

And after the gloating of the rest of the guys, they tried their best to win over the swordsman in white.

"Fight, fight. Only if you lose both in the fight, is the Lord's chance!"

A touch of schadenfreude appeared in Jin Luo's expression.

but. With the sound of footsteps, this gloom was quickly replaced by a warm smile.

With a creak, the door opened again.

"Uncle, Big Brother Mu said that he doesn't see outsiders when he eats!"

Hong Ling truthfully told the clerk of the City Lord's Mansion in front of her.

There was no surprise or uneasiness at all because of the identity of the other party.

Because, before, she had just rejected a chief deacon of the Wumeng with the same words.

However, unlike the Martial League chief deacon who left in a huff, the clerk of the city lord's mansion in front of him did not leave with a cold snort.

Instead, a smile appeared again and he cupped his hands and said, "Then wait for Mr. Mu to finish his meal. I'm not in a hurry, I'm not in a hurry! Please tell Mr. Mu after Mr. Mu has finished eating!"

"oh!"

Seeing the smile on Jin Luo's face, Hong Ling nodded and closed the door again.

"My lord, isn't this guy too rude? Do you really want to wait?"

The coachman walked up to Jin Luo's side holding an umbrella, and said indignantly.

"A capable person naturally has a temper, so what's the trouble waiting?"

Jin Luo looked at the driver and said with a smile.

"My lord, why don't you go back to the car and wait?"

Lifting the umbrella to the top of Jin Luo's head, the coachman said with concern.

"If you don't stand here and wait, how can you show your sincerity? Go back to the car first!"

Jin Luo still smiled and waved at the coachman.

However, the coachman insisted on staying.

And after waiting for half an hour, the smile on Jin Luo's face did not change at all, but the driver became more and more angry.

His hand unconsciously grasped the long knife at his waist.

He secretly decided in his heart that if that Mr. Mu really had the ability to pay back, if he was a guy trying to gain fame, he would definitely cut him in half.

After waiting for another ten minutes.

Squeak!

The door was pushed open again, and the girl stood inside, and said apologetically to Jin Luo: "Uncle, Brother Mu said he didn't see anyone after dinner, so let you go back!"

"Damn it, my lord condescended to come to your small martial arts gym, but you still neglected him in every possible way..."

Before Jin Luo could speak, the coachman on one side couldn't bear it anymore and started yelling loudly.

"Shut up!"

Jin Luo shouted in a stern tone.

Then, he turned around and looked at the frightened girl, and apologized again and again: "I made the girl laugh, my coachman is a brash man in the army, and he doesn't know etiquette at all! Since Mr. Mu doesn't want to see you, please send me This invitation is handed over to Mr. Mu. I'm here to thank you, girl!"

"It's all right. Uncle!"

Hong Ling took the invitation and waved her hands again and again.

Jin Luo cupped his hands several times before getting into the carriage and leaving.

Seeing the carriage disappear at the entrance of the alley, Hong Ling closed the door, turned around and walked towards the side of the martial arts arena.

In the drizzle, Dean stood quietly in front of the emerald green bamboo holding an oil-paper umbrella, the long sword at his waist seemed to be still.

And on the stone table behind him. The two invitations were randomly placed on them, already wet by the rain.

"Brother Mu is an invitation from the City Lord's Mansion!"

As Hong Ling spoke, she handed the invitation with gold borders to Dean.

Then, he said instinctively: "This uncle is much better than the previous two guys. One hides his head and shows his tail, and the other is domineering. He is not as kind as this uncle at all!"

"Um!"

Dean nodded casually. He didn't know if it was perfunctory, but he listened.

And Hong Ling didn't care too much, she just thought that Jin Luo was good compared to the other two senders of invitations, that's all.

in her mind. Most of them are naturally the people in front of you.

"Brother Mu, what do you want for lunch?"

Hong Ling asked.

“Stir-fried pork with bamboo shoots!”

Dean replied.

"Ah? Stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots? I don't know if there are fresh bamboo shoots in the market at this time!"

The girl let out an exclamation. He hurriedly picked up the oil-paper umbrella on the porch and ran outside.

"Have you decided?"

After the girl left, Shuiyue came out with an umbrella.

Such a judgment is not difficult. Two invitations were randomly thrown on the table and left to soak in the rain, while one was held in hand.

"Um!"

Dean nodded.

"The City Lord's Mansion? That's good! Compared to the Tianyi Building, which itself is a killer organization, and the Wumeng, which is in chaos at the moment, it is a very safe choice! Moreover, there was an assassination about you yesterday, and the strength of these two companies is also very strong. It's hard to escape the relationship—the two families didn't mention a word, which shows that they lack sincerity!"

Shuiyue followed suit and nodded, looking relieved.

"It's not that I don't mention a word, but that I'm not qualified enough. If I'm already 'transcendent and holy', they will definitely tell the whole story and get rid of the relationship!"

Dean shook his head and said.

"If you step into the 'Holy', those guys will definitely take the blame as soon as the incident happens!"

Shuiyue laughed, her voice was faint, but then she restrained her smile, looked at the calm and indifferent Dean, and said, "Since you have a new choice, the cook of the City Lord's Mansion must be more popular than you." Ling is better, and living there will be very comfortable, then Hong Ling and I can leave with peace of mind!"

"You're leaving? Because of your hands?"

Dean asked in surprise.

After a few days of getting along, he always felt a sense of twilight in the other party. It was not surprising that the other party wanted to leave Xiayuan City.

"There is a part of the reason! More, I found that my original idea was still a little naive and ridiculous, and it was impossible to realize!"

Shuiyue laughed at herself.

"What do you think? Can you tell me?"

Dean asked.

"Of course, this is not something shameful, although it is a bit ridiculous-I hope women in the world are not weaker than men!"

Shuiyue expressed her initial thoughts openly.

However, beyond Shuiyue's expectation, Dean didn't mean to laugh at anything.

Instead, he nodded seriously.

"Excellent idea, as did a lady I once knew!"

Dean said so.

"What happened to her in the end? Did she fail like me?"

Shuiyue asked.

"No, she succeeded. She became the idol of all women in a country. Under her leadership, many women have shown the ability to make men dumbfounded. Even outside that country, countless people still respect and worship her. And some women are moving forward with her goal!"

Dean spoke slowly.

"Then this must be a remarkable woman, it's just me..."

Shuiyue admired, then looked at her palm sadly.

"Can I see your palm?"

Dean said suddenly.

The first update~~(To be continued..)

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