I am a prince in Zhutian Films

Chapter 423 Lord
Do you still want the love of the city?
This is certainly true. The Sword Saint's Holy Spirit Sword Technique has unlocked a lot of knowledge in the intermediate chapters of his two martial arts books, and Love in a Fallen City is a martial art that is not inferior to the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, so I think it can unlock a lot of knowledge as well.

"want."

Ying Xun answered without hesitation, and then he added: "The foundation of Emperor Guan was greatly damaged back then, and you, Grandma Wushuang, became what you are now, it's just that your foundation is not strong enough."

"If you want the love of the city, you have to defeat me first."

Grandma Wushuang's voice changed again, becoming a strong and deep male voice, and it carried a captivating power, as if every word she uttered could make the entire Guandi Temple tremble.

At the same time, her whole person underwent incredible changes.

I saw red mist constantly coming out of Grandma Wushuang's body. Her originally thin and hunched body began to gradually become tall and strong. Her skin, which was as dry as dead tree bark, became muscular, like a dragon. Just looking at her gave people a feeling of explosive power.

The skinny face swelled up like a balloon, and then quickly turned red, as if burning. The dry and messy white hair fluttered in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it turned into flying black hair.

The whole person looks like a god or a devil!
Grandma Wushuang stretched out a hand, which was wearing a silver glove.

This glove, woven with silver thread, is embroidered with a majestic and lifelike dragon, which seems to be roaring and screaming towards the sky, as if resisting the injustice of nature.

With a "whoosh" sound, something flew out from the main hall of the backyard and flew into Grandma Wushuang's hands.

boom!
Grandma Wushuang pounded the object onto the ground, and the thick floor shattered instantly.

This is a knife!

A Green Dragon Crescent Blade that is more than seven feet long!

In just one or two breaths, Grandma Wushuang had transformed from a skinny old woman into a nine-foot-tall, strong woman with a sturdy physique.

The unparalleled domineering aura that he exuded was far greater than that of Xiongba and Dugu Yifang.

It can be said that the unparalleled tyranny alone is enough to intimidate many masters in the world.

This is the prelude to the love of seven lifetimes. On ordinary days, he looks like a skeleton and a mummy. Only when he activates his power, he will regain his flesh and blood, with a face as red as a date and a figure like Guan Gong.

The silver silk gloves worn by Grandma Wushuang are also special. They were left to Hua En by Madam Wushuang and can double the user's skills.

"Mr. Ying, if you can take this move, I will show you Love in a Fallen City."

Grandma Wushuang took a sudden step forward, soared into the sky as the ground shattered, and leaped five meters high.

At the same time, the red energy emanating from Grandma Wushuang was also absorbed by the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and then a green dragon swam out from the blade, rolling and circling in the air.

"Mr. Ying, take this."

As Grandma Wushuang swung the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in her hand, the swirling green dragon opened its ferocious claws, let out a loud dragon roar, and pounced towards Ying Xun with the violent sword energy of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

"Love in a Fallen City has only one percent of the power of Love in a Fallen City, but Love in a Fallen City is so terrifying. I am really looking forward to it."

Ying Xun stood with his hands behind his back, looking up slightly at the blue dragon swooping down. With a thought, the sword was in his hand.

However, just as he was about to draw his sword, he saw the green dragon suddenly change direction, swam around him, and then roared up into the sky. The roar was full of joy, as if it was celebrating.

Finally, the green dragon returned to the Green Dragon Crescent Blade again.

Seeing this scene, Grandma Wushuang was stunned at first, then she seemed to think of something, and an incredible expression suddenly appeared on her face. But before she could look at Ying Xun who seemed a little dazed below, she fell from mid-air.

Grandma Wushuang returned to her emaciated state. The previous attack almost exhausted all her energy. If it weren't for the support of the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, she would have collapsed to the ground at this moment.

"After more than a thousand years, I finally waited for my lord."

Seeing the somewhat excited Grandma Wushuang, Ying Xun was a little confused: "Grandma Wushuang, what do you mean by this? What do you mean by finally waiting for the lord? Could it be that this Azure Dragon Crescent Blade has something to do with me?"

Grandma Wushuang took several deep breaths, calmed her mind and blood, and then said, "Master Ying, this Azure Dragon Crescent Blade belongs to Emperor Guan."

Ying Xun hummed: "Then what?"

"Legend has it that in order to get a weapon that suits his taste, Guan Yu went to find the local blacksmith Tang who had superb craftsmanship. Blacksmith Tang made several swords weighing 82 kilograms, but Guan Yu was not satisfied with any of them. In desperation, Blacksmith Tang set up an incense table, swore to the sky, and prayed for God's blessing. After three days and three nights of forging, he made another sword. But when the sword was about to come out of the furnace, suddenly the sky turned dark, and a green dragon fell into the sword-making furnace. Blacksmith Tang and Guan Yu were horrified, and hurriedly took out the sword to take a look, only to see that the green dragon was still attached to the sword and swimming around. Therefore, this sword was named Green Dragon Crescent Blade." Grandma Wushuang said slowly.

Ying Xun nodded: "So, what does this have to do with me?"

"Yes, it is said that after Guan Sheng got the Azure Dragon Crescent Blade, he had a dream. No one knows what he dreamed about, but we have passed down a saying from generation to generation: If I don't kill the Azure Dragon, it's my lord."

"What do you mean?"

Youruo on the side rolled her eyes: "You are so stupid, what she meant is that since the blue dragon didn't attack you just now, you are her master."

Ying Xun: “…”

He is not stupid, so he can understand it naturally.

But what puzzled him was how he became the lord of the descendants of the Guan family.

You have to know that he was the prince of the Qin Dynasty, while Guan Yu was a minister of Liu Bei of Shu Han.

If they were to recognize their master, they should have recognized the descendants of Liu family of the Han Dynasty. How could they recognize him, the descendant of Ying family of the Qin Dynasty?

Grandma Wushuang nodded, then shook her head: "Girl, what you said is both right and wrong."

"Oh, what's wrong?"

"Master Ying is not only the lord of our lineage, but also the lord of the entire Wushuang City. Our lineage is not only protecting Wushuang City, but also waiting for a new lord to appear. After more than a thousand years, we have finally waited."

Grandma Wushuang said, and bowed deeply: "Ming Ning, I pay my respects to the Lord."

"No, please don't." Ying Xun shook his head and said speechlessly: "Grandma Wushuang, what you said is too mysterious. Feudal superstition is not good. I am not your lord. My surname is Ying, not Liu, and even less Dugu."

"You are."

"I……"

Looking at Grandma Wushuang who had a stubborn look on her face, Ying Xun didn't know what to say for a moment.

Instead, Youruo became interested: "Grandma Wushuang, I have a question, why don't you go out and look for the person who can't behead the Azure Dragon? Just like this Taoist priest, if he didn't come today..."

Before she finished speaking, Grandma Wushuang interrupted and said, "Miss, the Lord's coming here today shows that everything has its destiny, doesn't it?"

After these words were spoken, Youruo was also at a loss.

At this time, two little girls came out from the woods. They walked with light steps and ran like a swoop. Although they were not very old, they had mastered some impressive martial arts skills.

"Grandma, what's wrong with you?"

"Grandma, who hurt you? If it was them, we will help you get revenge."

These are two pretty little girls who look very similar. They are obviously a pair of cute twins. They appear to be about seven or eight years old and still have a bit of innocence and childishness.

"Mingxin, Minghui, do not be rude. Master Ying is our lord."

"Ah?" The two little girls were a little stunned. One of them was the first to react and asked with a puzzled look on her face: "Grandma, isn't our master the Lord of Dugu City?"

"We are guarding Wushuang City, but the city lord is not our lord. Young Master Ying is our lord. I will explain this to you later. Please meet the lord first."

The two girls nodded and bowed: "Mingxin (Minghui), greet the master."

"Don't yell, I'm not."

Ying Xun shook his head in denial, and at the same time used his inner strength to steady the two little girls, not letting them continue their worship. Then he looked at Grandma Wushuang and said, "I heard you say that you want to protect Wushuang City. I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it or not."

"My lord, please speak."

This inexplicable lord made Ying Xun quite helpless. He shook his head in a helpless manner and sighed, "There is a saying in Buddhism, 'Creation, stasis, destruction and emptiness, birth, stasis, change and destruction. From a country to a plant, life and death, withering and flourishing, all are determined by fate.

In my opinion, the Wushuang City under the rule of Dugu Yifang should have changed its owner long ago. The Ming family, no, it should be said that the Guan family, of Wushuang City, maintaining the rule of Dugu Yifang in Wushuang City is actually tantamount to abetting the evil.

Your ancestors were such bastards, because their own promises brought disaster to future generations.

Is it really worth spending your whole life on an illusory promise?
Maybe you think it's worth it, but is it worth it for these two little girls?
Similarly, is it really necessary to follow the sayings that you have passed down from generation to generation, let's call them ancestral teachings?"

After asking three questions in a row, Grandma Wushuang's face changed constantly. It was obvious that she was a little uneasy because of Ying Xun's words.

After a long while, she came back to her senses and handed the Green Dragon Crescent Blade to Ying Xun with a respectful attitude.

"My lord, the move of Alluring Love is in this Azure Dragon Crescent Blade."

"Thank you!" Ying Xun clasped his fists and took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to her: "This is the elixir I made myself. It can heal injuries and strengthen the body. As for what the lord wants, we can talk about it later."

After saying that, he shook his head to himself, turned around and walked into the room with the Green Dragon Crescent Blade in his hand.

"Grandma, are you okay?"

Grandma Wushuang smiled and shook her head, swallowed the pill without any hesitation, closed her eyes and began to regulate her breathing.

The two little girls didn't leave either. They stood beside her, watching over her with worried and concerned looks on their faces.

They all have the surname Ming, but not Ming, because tracing back to their roots, they are all descendants of the Martial Saint Guan Yu.

However, in order to repay their kindness, their ancestors believed that only the descendants of Madam Wushuang could have the surname Guan, so they changed their surname to Ming.

For example, Mingyue, who had a relationship with Nie Feng, is the descendant of Guan Yu and Hua Tuo's daughter Hua En.

After a long while, Grandma Wushuang opened her eyes, looked at the two little girls with concerned faces, and suddenly felt confused.

For the so-called "righteousness", do I really have to let them become like me, neither human nor ghost in the future?

If it were in the past, Grandma Wushuang would never waver in her determination to protect Wushuang City. Even if she knew that the current city lord Dugu Yifang was a fake, she would not waver in her determination to maintain the rule of Wushuang City.

For Wushuang City, she could even sacrifice her own life.

But after hearing what Ying Xun said today, her inner resolve was somewhat shaken.

It would be fine if I were a person who was about to die of old age, but as for Mingxin, Minghui, and Mingyue, did they really have to spend all the rest of their lives protecting Wushuang City?
"Mingxin, Minghui, tell me, did grandma really do something wrong?"

"Grandma, why do you suddenly ask this?" Mingxin asked back.

Minghui shook her head and said, "Grandma, you once said that protecting Wushuang City is our mission. I grew up in Wushuang City and I want to protect Wushuang City, but I don't like the City Lord and the Young City Lord."

"You grew up in Wushuang City. How old are you?" Grandma Wushuang rubbed Minghui's head lovingly: "If we don't like them, we will ignore them. Anyway, they are not from our Wushuang City."

"it is good."

Minghui nodded heavily, then smiled and said, "Grandma, I like that big brother just now, but why did you say he is our master?"

Grandma Wushuang explained the reason and then asked, "Mingxin, do you like Young Master Ying?"

"like."

Mingxin blurted out.

"Why do you sisters like him?" Grandma Wushuang was really curious.

You know, these two little guys are not easy to deal with. I don’t know why, but the two sisters are naturally cold-hearted. This is the first time she has seen two sisters fall in love at first sight.

"Because the older brother is good-looking, he is not a bad person."

Just because you look good, doesn't that mean you're not a bad person?
This logic... I can only say that Mingxin is a complete appearance-oriented person.

Grandma Wushuang nodded and turned to look at Minghui.

"Because I can feel that my eldest brother is a good person. He is different from others. He doesn't treat us as servants."

A maid?
It seems that this Wushuang City and the Ming family really need to be cleaned up.

Grandma Wushuang's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She took one of them by the hand and said with a smile, "So that's how it is. Come on, grandma will take you to dinner. I baked sesame cakes for you this afternoon. They are so delicious."

"Well, I'm not full. Can I have a try?" Youruo, who had been silent, said embarrassedly.

"girl……"

"My name is Youruo."

"Okay, Miss Youruo, you can come too."

In the kitchen, three girls, one big and two small, were enjoying their cakes when suddenly there was a loud bang, shaking the entire Guandi Temple as if a dragon had turned over.

The three girls, plus Grandma Wushuang, hurried out, only to see a cyclone flying out of the room where Ying Xun lived. It spun faster and faster, and finally it turned into a terrible tornado that soared into the sky and swept in all directions in the west.

In the tornado, one could vaguely see a Green Dragon Crescent Blade moving with the wind, as if it had no weight, or as if the wind was caused by it.

The so-called tornado is nothing but the sword energy it emits.

The domineering sword energy!
The sword energy scattered in all directions, and the sky and earth seemed to become dim because of the terrifying sword energy, and the sun and moon lost their light.

"careful!"

Youruo shouted, stretched out her hands to pull Mingxin and Minghui back, and she herself stood in front of the two girls.

Her martial arts skills were not weak, but when facing this storm of sword energy, she still felt like a tiny ant.

"Miss Youruo, the master is experiencing enlightenment and cannot be disturbed. Please guard him for a while while I go and get rid of these ruffians."

After saying this, Grandma Wushuang rose from the ground, and in a flash, she disappeared into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)