The White Bird’s request is not excessive.

If you want to make efforts, you will naturally have to pay.

to be honest.

Chen Lin was very surprised that the other party could accept employment.

He even suspected that the other party was playing with him.

No matter what, Wan Zhencang is also one of the seven deacons and elders in Rainbow City. The other party went to kill for no reason. It would be too much for anyone to see.

Other forces will surely attack them.

Because the other party can kill Wan Zhencang, he can also kill others. No one is afraid of a strong man who does not follow the rules.

"What kind of reward does Mr. Bai need?"

Chen Lin asked directly.

The other party is suspected to be from outside the boundary river and is not a normal practitioner. Even the eternal treasure may not be able to like it.

"A thousand fool fruits, this killer can make an exception once!"

The white bird spoke calmly.

Then a glimmer of light flashed, and a sword appeared under the wings, with a white sheathed silver shank, inserted there obliquely.

at the same time.

The white bird exudes a sense of arrogance and a faint murderous aura, and it is like a killer swordsman.

"Good sword!"

Chen Lin immediately praised.

He can't come up with a thousand foolish fruits.

None of them.

However, this bird not only likes to be substituted into the characters in the play, but also likes to show off in front of others. As long as it provides sufficient emotional value to make the other party feel more happy, it may be easier.

"The hero has good eyesight."

Bai Bird was indeed very satisfied and clasped his fists at Chen Lin.

The fat man next to him kept curling his lips.

But he immediately said flatteringly: "The killer is so powerful that he deserves to be a little red in his life. This sword must be extraordinary. Can you let the villain know the name and let the villain have a long experience?"

"You have good eyesight."

The white bird nodded proudly.

He grabbed the hilt of the sword with his wings, and his eyes turned, but he didn't make any sound for a long time.

This sword is manifested casually and is used to match the style of a killer, and it has no name at all.

"Is the sword of the young master called Gan Jiang?"

Chen Lin's heart moved and immediately made a proposal.

“Why?”

The white bird glanced at Chen Lin.

In order to prevent Chen Lin from taking advantage of his favor, the fat man immediately scolded: "What a broken name? Do you look down on the Deadly Slayer? What's your intention?"

Then turn around.

He looked loyal and beat his chest and stamped his feet at the white bird.

"My desperate master, this guy is not kind. He gave your sword such an unknown name. He must have wanted others to see your jokes and should be killed on the spot!"

Chen Lin was speechless.

This little fat man really hated him. If the other party hadn't been restrained by him, he would have done it himself long ago.

Of course he won't let it succeed.

He immediately retorted: "What do you know, a little servant. I saw that the young master's sword is full of justice. It is clearly an ancient famous sword general named as the sword of a knight. If you don't know, don't talk too much!"

then.

Chen Lin was full of emotion and told the story of Gan Jiang Mo Ye.

The white bird was very engaging in hearing it.

Finally clapped his hands.

"Miu Miraculous!"

"Brother Chen has such a good eye. It's good. This young master is the Gan Jiang sword!"

The little fat man was immediately anxious.

But before he could speak, Chen Lin paced and recited poems.

The hero is full of the wrists, and the frost and snow are bright.

The silver sword shines on the white feathers, as cool as a meteor.

Kill one person in ten steps, and do not stay for a thousand miles.

After the matter, I left with my clothes and hid my name!

"Good poem!"

The white bird flew up from the railing excitedly.

Qianyun said boldly: "Such a wonderful sentence, I must kill someone to help you liven up. I will kill the Wan Zhencang now!"

"Young man, don't be impulsive!"

Before Chen Lin could be happy, the fat man hurriedly stopped him.

"You dare to stop me!"

The white bird's interest was interrupted and his expression suddenly became cold.

Murderous intent permeates.

The little fat man's body shook.

But he still gritted his teeth and said, "Wan Zhencang is the elder of the deacon. How could he do it for no reason? Moreover, the other party's strength is not weak..."

Before we can finish speaking.

The white bird glared at her eyes.

He said angrily: "You mean I can't kill him?"

"No, no, no, young master, don't get me wrong."

The little fat man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Although he had served this flat-haired beast enough, he still had to rely on the other party to gain a foothold. If there was no other party, the Sixth Prince would not let him go.

So the other party cannot die.

suddenly.

The little fat man's heart moved.

He looked at Chen Lin coldly and said, "Young master has an extraordinary status and must be famous in his work. The son of the general can offer his own heads to avenge his revenge. Should you also follow the example?"

The white bird's eyes flashed when he heard this.

He tilted his head, and seemed to think it made sense, so he landed on the railing again and looked at Chen Lin quietly.

"What's wrong!"

Chen Lin drew out the unintentional sword and placed it on his neck.

With the intention of looking at death, he said in a deep voice: "As long as Mr. Bai keeps his promise, for the safety of his family and for the continuation of the sect, he will use it with a head on his neck!"

After saying that, I have to take action.

"slow!"

The white bird said to stop it.

The swordsman's breath dissipated.

He looked at Chen Lin in an scrutiny.

He said lightly: "I have some courage. For your kindness and righteousness, I will not care about the past. I will just commit suicide."

"If you can give valuable rewards, I can also help you."

"As for how much it can help, it depends on what reward you can get. I never do free transactions."

Before the short spear was placed on the table, it was ruthlessly denied by the white bird.

Chen Lin could only put it away.
To be continued...