The Northern Python experts imprisoned in the dungeon were all blood bags for Lin Xuan to earn killing god points. As long as they did not die, anything was negotiable.
"Thank you, Master."
Little Pan fell into his arms, her watery eyes rippling.
"Demon."
Lin Xuan thought to himself.
As expected of the demonic sect's saintess. She knew many methods and tricks, and she was also bold.
Just like now, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
he said.
Mu Qinger pushed the door open and entered with a cup of hot tea in her hand. She asked suspiciously,""Is Little Pan here?"
"I think I heard her voice just now.”
"He's not here."
The corners of Lin Xuan's mouth twitched slightly as he lowered his head to take a look.
From the corner of her eye, Qinger saw half a shadow under the desk, and her pretty face blushed.
"Ahem."
Lin Xuan coughed and said righteously,"Alright, Qing 'er, I'm a little tired. You can go back first.”
Mu Qinger understood and chuckled.""Young Master, rest early."
With that, he left the room and closed the door behind him.
The next morning, Little Pan quietly came out of Lin Xuan's room and bumped into Mu Qinger.
"Little Pan, are you up so early?"
Qing 'er said.
"Sister Qinger."
In view of the fact that she had been exposed last night, even though Little Pan was bold, he felt a little guilty and shy at this moment. He was even a little shy when he spoke and did not dare to look Mu Qinger in the eye.
"I... I just wanted to see if Master had woken up.”
she stammered.
"Is Young Master awake?"
Mu Qinger said.
"Not yet."
Little Pan 'er shook his head.
"Oh right, Sister Qinger, Master has allowed me to go to the dungeon to cultivate.”
She calmed down a little.
"I'll bring you there later."
Mu Qing nodded.
After serving Lin Xuan breakfast, Mu Qinger went to the dungeon with Little Pan 'er.
"Uncle Zhang, there are many servants in the residence. Why are you sweeping the floor yourself?”
He stood at the door and shouted at the crippled old butler.
"I have to move my muscles and bones. Otherwise, my old bones will rust.”
Uncle Zhang raised his head and revealed a kind smile. Then, he continued to sweep the dust in the courtyard.
"A year's plan is in spring, and a day's plan is in the morning.”
Lin Xuan stretched lazily and muttered,"I'll start practicing my saber every day."”
After saying that, he turned around and pulled out the long and narrow Yan Dao from the house. He began to practice every move in the courtyard.
He swung his saber at a steady pace. First, he slashed horizontally, followed by a downward slash. Then, he stepped out and pushed out his saber, moving with his steps.
One move after another, he gradually entered a good state. He held his breath and concentrated, trying to comprehend the illusory Sword Dao again.
Time passed without him realizing it. Golden light shone down and drowned the entire courtyard. The sunlight was like a tide.
Bathing in it, the sun shone brightly.
The long street outside the prefect's mansion was extremely lively. Business travelers, pedestrians, peddlers, and soldiers were crowded with traffic.
A figure mixed in the crowd and walked toward the prefect's manor.
She was wearing a loose black dress and a bamboo hat. There was a thin layer of black gauze at the edge of the hat that covered her face.
However, one could vaguely see that it was a graceful woman with a plump body.
There were four old soldiers of Beiliang guarding the gate of the prefect's mansion, two in front of the gate and two standing on the steps.
He wore a thick black armor and had a long and narrow Swallow Blade at his waist. His expression was cold and his gaze was unwavering.
When the black-robed man approached, the two old soldiers in front of the steps placed their right hands on the hilts of their waists and took half a step forward.
"The prefect's residence is an important place.”
There was no aggressiveness, nor was there any bad language. It was just a little old-fashioned.
"I have come to see Mayor Lin of Yan County.”
the black-robed woman said.
"Do you have the official seal?"
the old soldier said.
"No, I haven't."
The black-robed woman shook her head.
"Do you have a name so that we can report it?”
The old soldier said indifferently.
"Yin Weed Sect's Sect Master Zhu Yuyan."
the black-robed woman replied.
"Zhu Yuyan?"
The corners of the old soldier's eyes narrowed slightly. He had obviously heard of this name before. After all, Empress Yin's reputation was not only spread in the martial arts world of the Central Plains.
Everyone in the Land of Cold Python also knew about this famous number one expert of the Demon Sect.
"Sect Master Zhu, please wait for a moment. I'll report to Milord now.”
"Yes."
Zhu Yuyan nodded slightly.
in the courtyard
Lin Xuan stopped and looked at the solemn Big Plate. He said in surprise,"Are you sure you didn't hear wrongly? It's Empress Yin, Zhu Yuyan, who wants to see me?”
"That's right."
Big Plate nodded.
"What is this old devil doing here?"
Lin Xuan muttered,"Could it be that you know that the small plate is in my hands?"”
"Impossible."
Big Plate shook his head." Masked Sun is extremely meticulous. He definitely wouldn't leave any clues behind."”
"Go and find Masked Sun immediately. Tell him to hide and not show himself.”
Lin Xuan put away his long saber and said,"I'll go meet this number one expert of the demonic sect first and see what she's up to."”
"Alright."
Big Plate left quickly.
"Yunqin, bring Zhu Yuyan to the Flower Listening Palace.”
In front of the prefect's mansion
The soldier returned and cupped his fists." I've already informed the manor. Miss Lin will be here soon."”
Lin Yunqin stepped out of the door and said,"Daren is already waiting in the residence. Sect Master Zhu, please follow me.”
"Thank you."
Zhu Yuyan followed behind and stepped into the prefect's manor. She saw a crippled old man sweeping the weeds and fallen leaves.
"Little Lin, who is this guest?"
Uncle Zhang asked with a broom in his hand.
"Uncle Zhang, this is Sect Leader Zhu of Yin Weed Sect.”
Lin Yunqin smiled sweetly.
Zhu Yuyan stopped and glanced at Uncle Zhang. Her face under the veil was a little strange and solemn.
"Never heard of it."
Uncle Zhang shook his head with a smile and continued sweeping the floor.
"Sect Master Zhu, this way."
Lin Yunqin's voice pulled Zhu Yuyan back from her thoughts. She retracted her gaze and followed behind them. They passed through the corridor and courtyard and arrived at the Flower Listening Palace Garden.
"Sect Master Zhu, that is my young master.”
Lin Yunqin walked in front and stepped into the hall. Zhu Yuyan followed closely behind.
"Young Master, Sect Leader Zhu has arrived."
She bowed gracefully and retreated to the side to prepare tea.
"I've long heard of Sect Master Zhu's fame, but unfortunately, I've never met him. Now that I've seen him today, he truly lives up to his name.”
Lin Xuan stood up with a smile and waved his hand,"Please sit."
"Lord Lin is too polite."
Zhu Yuyan sat down. Through the veil under the bamboo hat, her eyes sized up the famous killing god of Northern Liang.
very young
very handsome
He did not have three heads and six arms, nor did he have a green face and fangs. However, under that smile, it gave Zhu Yuyan an extremely uncomfortable feeling.
This man wasn't simple. He hid it very well.
"I've heard of Lord Lin's reputation.”
Zhu Yuyan's red lips parted slightly as she retracted her gaze.
Lin Yunqin brought two cups of hot tea and placed them down. She retreated behind Lin Xuan and waited for his instructions.
"I'm used to drinking the mountain tea of Yan County, but I wonder if Sect Head Zhu can drink it?”
Zhu Yuyan reached out to pick up the teacup, lifted a corner of the veil, and took a sip.
"Good tea."
she commented.
"Yunqin, instruct the kitchen to prepare more good wine and dishes. Today, I'm going to invite sect leader Zhu to a banquet.”
He turned around and said.
"No need."
Zhu Yuyan shook her head.
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