Qing'er came over obediently, carrying a large tea tray with some dipping sauces and six plates of dumplings on it.
Long Lin immediately felt his heart beat a little faster, and secretly decided to attract her attention and worship him.
"Junior sister, just say hello to senior brother for this, I'll do it." Long Lin smiled and walked over with the most appropriate smile and posture.
"Long Lin, go and buy me some smoked chicken and braised pork dishes to go with the wine. I want the most famous one in the city." The Sword Master of Destruction raised his hand.
"Yes, master."
Long Lin quickly turned around and said respectfully, turned around and showed an apologetic smile to Qing'er, then walked toward the door.
The Sword Master of Destruction had a dumpling in his mouth. When he tasted the delicious taste, he immediately shouted: "It's delicious, it's delicious! Brother, this is the credit of my disciple... Come on, you two eat more."
.”
After saying that, he picked up an extra plate of dumplings and poured them into Qing'er and Lu Ming's plates. He glanced at Long Lin's disappearing figure and curled his lips: "You can tell by looking at that figure of this boy.
, the food is too big.”
Long Lin stumbled at his feet and almost fell to the ground, feeling like crying.
Although he had just walked out of the gate and walked dozens of meters away, as long as he wanted to hear their voices, he would definitely be able to hear them due to his level as a second-edge swordsman. And the master must know that he could hear them!
Does the master have something to say about me, or am I doing something wrong?
Long Lin blinked his eyes with confusion on his face and felt uneasy, so he went to buy smoked chicken and braised pork.
"There is such an opportunity before us." The old sword master put down his wine glass and said with a formal expression: "In about a week, there will be a trial competition for swordsmen under the age of 18 organized by the sword hall. We two old guys
I hope you can attend."
"That's right." The Destruction Sword Master nodded and said: "Participating in this competition, as long as you can achieve some good rankings, you will not only be recognized by the sword hall, but also be rewarded with a large number of scarce resources, including even those who can only go to
We think you can do the good things that can be purchased from foreign countries. Of course, no matter what competition it is, there will always be some risks. We are just giving you advice on this matter. Whether you agree or not depends on you, but I think you can definitely do it.
.”
Lu Ming nodded. Although the two elders said it simply, they must have made the decision after careful discussion. Moreover, he also needed to experience more swordsmanship and obtain more resources. If he could find a larger sword formation,
, my own realm problem has been solved, so I naturally agree.
"This matter is feasible. Once the family affairs are settled, we can set off."
"I'll go too." Qing'er said, biting her chopsticks.
"This is not possible." The Destruction Sword Master said very seriously: "You are still a little young, and the sword realm is just an eight-edged swordsman, a little too weak. Although it is only a national convention, for the sake of profit, more people are
You can do anything, but I can't let you take risks."
"I just want to go. I don't worry about the young master going by himself." Qing'er bit her chopsticks and made a rattling sound.
The Sword Master of Destruction had a headache. He had personally witnessed this girl's stubbornness, so he could only look at Lu Ming with a look of help.
"Don't go this time, concentrate on practicing at home. Since your sword realm has improved so quickly, I hope you will be able to travel when I come back."
Lu Ming said as softly as possible. In fact, there was no room for negotiation on this matter at all. He couldn't let Qing'er attend at all, even to watch the fun. The old sword master had discovered the Destruction Sword Body in such a small place.
Well, if we move to a place where there are more powerful people, maybe some people will be jealous of this kind of sword and kill them.
A killer like Lu Ming knows the dangers of the world, how could he let a simple child like Qing'er take such a risk?
"Yeah! Got it." Qing'er slowly put down her chopsticks, stood up and walked away.
Looking at the angry back of his precious disciple, it seems to be exuding a great resentment. The Sword Master of Destruction is heartbroken!
"My dear disciple, you can practice at home with peace of mind this time. When we come back, I will give you whatever you want."
Qing'er didn't look back and pointed at the sky casually: "I want stars."
"this……!"
The Sword Master of Destruction almost choked to death and looked up at the sky with his mouth agape. Even in the realm of Sword Immortal, it is impossible to pick off the stars!
"Little ancestor, please spare me. In fact, your young master is completely thinking about you."
"What do you mean? Didn't he just say that after looking at your eyes asking for help?"
The Destruction Sword Master shook his head very seriously: "That's not the case at all. Think about it, doesn't your young master know how enviable your Destruction Sword Body is? Many powerful swordsmen, because they don't have it,
The sword body is even helpless in front of the sword body of the same sword realm. They hate it! They are jealous! Seeing that your sword body is so weak, can they not take action before you grow up? Your young master has thought very carefully for you.
, with good intentions.”
"How do you know what he thinks?"
"He told me, and then he was too embarrassed to speak, so he asked me to persuade you."
"Thinking about it, it's really like this." Qing'er relaxed her shoulders and sighed: "Okay, I will stay at home and practice well, and I won't let the young master
Just be a little worried."
"Hey! This is my good apprentice."
The Destruction Sword Master knew that once Qing'er agreed, she would definitely keep her promise.
After leaving the gate, the Destruction Sword Master almost burst into tears. When had others not come to persuade me to do something, or even tried every means to beg me to do something? It's a shame that I have to rack my brains to coax my disciple.
kind of situation.
Alas! My precious apprentice! Who made me like you so much? And you are the only apprentice with a destructive sword body?
When the morning light shone into the room through the window lattice, Lu Ming, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes on time, and a light flashed in his black eyes, as if an extremely sharp sword was shooting past.
Today is the day for the Noble Advancement Competition. This city can have up to ten families who can become nobility. However, there are so many families applying this year, so everyone can only compete in the ring.
This was already determined after signing up and testing the participating family sword realms.
Caressing the half-broken sword in his hand, Lu Ming raised an eyebrow. He was now in the sword realm of a great swordsman, and the sword marks had become stronger, but he still couldn't see through the sword and could only continue to absorb the sword's meaning.
, after cleaning the sword marks, to strengthen your sword intention.
Lu Ming felt like a person holding a treasure box, knowing that there would definitely be a treasure inside, but lacking a key to open the door to the treasure.
This key is strength.
After stroking the sword's edge again, Lu Ming wrapped the remaining sword in a rhinoceros leather scabbard and placed it close to his body under his ribs. This position ensured that he could draw the sword as quickly as possible when he needed it.
Lu Ming's hand was immediately placed on the other side of the table. It was a small delicate tray with more than a dozen small and exquisite porcelain bottles. Here were various healing elixirs, gauze, and medicine that could quickly restore sword energy.
Sword Qi Pill, these were all prepared yesterday.
This is the rational Lu Ming, who is used to controlling everything and will never fight an unprepared battle.
Of course, the time when Jian Yuan came home and was intercepted by thirty-two people was an exception.
The elixir was packed in a small storage bag, and Lu Ming also put it close to his body. These are life-saving things, and having them attached to the body can make people feel that they have a sense of security at all times.
In today's competition, Lu Ming doesn't know what will be waiting for him, but only by preparing everything can he be able to face the unknown.
No one likes the unknown, and the same goes for Lu Ming, but the unknown makes him feel familiar.
On Earth, during every mission, except for the target, everything is unknown.
Feeling Qing'er coming towards his room, Lu Ming grabbed the five-forged steel sword and walked out of the room indifferently.
"Master, everyone...is waiting for you to have breakfast."
In just one sentence, Qing'er felt an indescribable sadness. The young master is going to fight for his life again. This is almost like rushing to the battlefield in full glory. No one knows what the outcome will be. When can I share some of the burden for him? I
You must grow up as soon as possible and have enough power!
"Okay, let's eat together."
Lu Ming rubbed Qing'er's hair vigorously a few times and walked towards the banquet hall.
Normally, Lu Ming would eat breakfast every day, and there would be enough food to fill up a body that was once picky with various nutrients. But as long as there was a mission, Lu Ming would never eat breakfast. In his opinion, Lu Ming would eat breakfast every day.
, the stomach filled with food will slow down the reaction in a short period of time, and the angle of movement will also be affected to some extent.
But I have to eat this meal today, so that my family can see my confidence.
Lu Ming smiled bitterly. Once upon a time, he would also consider the feelings of others. It seems that family ties united together can indeed improve a person's emotional aspects.
On the arena in Tiandu City's central square, Tang Yiyun's bloodstain had long since disappeared, perhaps turning into a speck of dust along with its owner.
The arena has been surrounded by a neat circle of bright yellow silk ribbons, and the flags on the tall trees at the four corners are moving in the wind. The two-winged flying tiger painted on it is lifelike, setting off the majesty of the imperial court.
Around the arena, there will be a seat prepared for each participating family, with each family's name already marked on it, just waiting for the time to come.
After the participating families were seated, eight high platforms were built for people with a certain reputation or power to watch the ceremony.
At this moment, a group of people were slowly walking onto one of the highest stages, which had long been paved with red carpets and decorated with expensive chairs and exquisite fruits and vegetables. Du Yunfeng was bowing to accompany the person walking in front, and the two
A maid who looked very sexy in both her clothes and appearance walked behind her, and a dozen armored warriors guarded her at the end with their swords.