void hunter

In the ward, Nangong Ying visited the injured yellow-level early stage in the city lord's mansion, who followed him out in the ward. Nangong Ying felt very sorry. It was because he took them out that so many warriors died at the hands of orcs.

Nangong Ying and Nangong Lin thought differently. Nangong Lin thought that after so many masters died, the power of the City Lord's Mansion would decline, but Nangong Ying really blamed himself.

Now I am visiting this early stage of the yellow level. On the one hand, it is to avoid some things, and on the other hand, it is also out of guilt.

"Princess." A maid's voice came from outside, "It's getting dawn, and many warriors are waiting in front of the arena for martial arts competitions and brides. The city lord told you to dress up quickly and show your face."

"I'm not a prostitute in a brothel. If you want to show up, please tell my father to go and reveal yourself." Nangong Ying replied angrily, feeling very resentful towards Nangong Lin. She didn't even discuss it with her, just in front of so many people.

He said he wanted to compete for martial arts to attract marriage.

In Nangong Ying's opinion, everything about martial arts competitions and weddings, and throwing hydrangeas are all nonsense. What if an old man has high martial arts skills? What if a sissy has high martial arts skills? What if a beggar with rotten sores has high martial arts skills?

Nangong Ying also has his own fantasy. In Nangong Ying's fantasy, the man he wants to marry in the future must be masculine and domineering, and may not be handsome, but he cannot be a bearded and thunderbolt face or something, nor can he be fierce and vicious.

However, the competition for martial arts and marriage did not exclude what I hated.

"Princess, you'd better go, don't make the city lord angry." said the early-stage man in the bed.

"Brother Chen, don't talk, have a good rest. By the way, did the doctor say that? When will you recover?"

"Recover?" Huang's face twitched in the early stage. He then eased: "A month later, you should be able to live like a normal person."

"Normal person? Brother Chen's cultivation is much higher than Ying'er, what is it that normal person?" Nangong Ying said, suddenly seeing the initial Huang-level face look sad, and suddenly was stunned. He said, "Is this injury?

Will it affect Brother Chen’s cultivation level?”

"It should be able to keep some, probably in the middle of the martial arts stage." Brother Chen said with a wry smile.

"What?" Nangong Ying was stunned. How many years would a warrior have to practice before he could reach the early stage of the Yellow level. He suddenly fell to the middle stage of the First Martial Arts, which was even more uncomfortable than killing a warrior. And this was caused by himself.

Nangong Ying was a little anxious, "Brother Chen, can't the doctor help you recover?"

"Unless you use the 'Thousand Years of Thousand Years of Sanqi'... Oh, forget it, the city lord has already given me and my family a large amount of pensions. You will have no worries in this life."

"Thirds and seven years old? I remember that our city lord's mansion has it. Why didn't my father give it to you?" Nangong Ying said in confusion.

Brother Chen smiled bitterly: "Thirty-seven years old is the treasure of the city lord's mansion. It's just one, and it's hard to find a thousand gold. How can it be used on me? The princess doesn't have to blame herself. The princess can come to visit me Chen Yang. She has a thousand gold.

When the body called me 'Big Brother', Chen Yang would have no complaints."

"How can dad do this? Isn't Thousand Years of Panax notoginseng a grass? Can it be compared to human life? I won't say anything without me, but since there is, and Brother Chen, you are still injured for me, the other brothers are dead

, If I can’t treat you wholeheartedly, am I still a human being? Wait, I’ll beg for dad now.”

After saying that, Nangong Ying stood up and ran out. Chen Yang shouted from behind, Nangong Ying didn't look back, and was running in the corridor. He suddenly ran into a person who was also running over, and the two were knocked and turned over at the same time. Nangong was hit and turned over.

Ying looked up and was furious. It turned out to be Xiaoqing.

"Damn girl, you are reincarnating. If you don't have eyes when you walk, you will find the ugly husband." Nangong Ying cursed angrily. She was hit by Xiaoqing, and her whole body seemed to be disastrous. Her fists were hanging down on her back for a long time.

Can't get up.

Xiaoqing was not much better either. Her cultivation level was lower than that of Nangong Ying. When she was hit by Nangong Ying, she almost vomited a mouthful of blood, but she didn't have time to check her body. When she saw Nangong Ying, she shouted: "Princess, I think I really do it."

You are looking for an ugly husband, why are you so sure? You will be in a martial arts competition and kiss in two hours? Are you in a hurry?"

"What's wrong with me... Hum? It's my business to invite a bride, what does it have to do with you? Why are you running over in such a hurry?... Hey..."

Nangong Ying seemed to suddenly think of something, and stood up with her hands on her waist: "It's been several days. My father pushed me into the fire pit and didn't even see you say a word. I climbed to the roof every day and didn't know what I was doing.

You came and worried, the cat cried rat, so sisters have been in vain for so many years, ungrateful, hum."

"I thought of it when I was just watching the stars on the roof." Xiaoqing got up, walked to Nangong Ying with a bitter face, and said pitifully: "Princess, Xiaoqing is implicated by you this time."

"What am I plaguing you?"

"I just asked Aunt Liu, who is cooking, if you get married, I will be a maid. Woooo, what should I do if you marry a scarred bearded man? Woooooo."

Xiaoqing became sad.

Nangong Ying was furious and her face turned red: "Damn girl, are you cursing me?... Well, yes, if I get into a fire pit, you can't escape, hahahaha, this princess feels much better

.” Nangong Ying smiled.

Xiaoqing looked at Nangong Ying who couldn't catch the point with contempt: "Princess, you are still happy. You are fine. If you find someone you don't like, sell me first."

"You can't even think about it."

"There's nothing more, princess, we can't wait for death." Xiaoqing said seriously.

"I'm going to find my father." In addition to getting the Thousand Years of Thousand Years of Sanqi, Princess Ying also wanted to let Nangong Lin go.

"It's time now, the princess thinks the city lord will cancel the competition to recruit brides?"

Seeing that Nangong Ying's face was gloomy, it was obvious that Nangong Ying knew it was impossible, so she immediately said, "I have thought of a solution. Let's find someone to push the tank?"

"Pin the tank? Who?"

"Lin Chen, let him participate in the martial arts competition to attract brides, and you will win." Xiaoqing said loudly. With Lin Chen's cultivation level, warriors under the age of 30 were sweeping, without any suspense.

"Lin Chen? Do you want me to marry him?" Nangong Ying jumped up suddenly and widened her eyes: "I won't be beaten to death, I won't want to marry a rabbit, don't want to, you can do it then

If I don’t have a room, my happy life will be gone. It’s better to marry him than to marry a scarred face. I don’t want it.”

Nangong Ying shivered all over and thought of a picture where she and Lin Chen slept in the bed, from youthful and beautiful to wrinkles on her face, from black hair to white hair, and she had never tasted what a woman should taste.

Although I don’t know what it tastes like, as a girl in the boudoir who loves fantasy, I am absolutely curious. I think that I will be inseparable from that taste for the rest of my life, so I don’t want to kill Nangong Ying.

"I didn't expect that I didn't expect that the princess was so few...I'm so tired..." Xiaoqing grew her mouth into an O-shaped shape, and pulled out two sounds of one word, dragging it very long. Nangong Ying knocked Xiaoqing on the head.

A sudden thunder, Xiaoqing touched her head and then said, "Princess, we call Lin Chenlai, of course we are not really marrying you."

Today, please see who won the final victory by princess. If it is still acceptable, we will ask. If it doesn’t fit, we will ask Lin Chen to take action, and then fake marriage with the princess. When we find the Ruyi Man, we will then

Change it.

Anyway, Lin Chen is a rabbit, so it’s very safe, so we won’t suffer any losses.”

"What about my reputation?"

"What does it have to do with me?"

"What did you say?"

"Oh, oh, I mean." Xiaoqing thought for a while and said, "Princess, you have never done that with Lin Chen. If Ruyi Langjun still minds a name, can he be considered Ruyi Langjun?"

"Oh, yes, it makes sense. How far is the pedantic person to get this princess?" Nangong Ying frowned and thought. She was a princess who was not conservative of common sense. She immediately figured it out, as long as she didn't.

Marrying a disgusting partner is OK.

"Then you go quickly. I'll go find my father first. I must invite Lin Chen over before the bride is over, otherwise you can wait to get along with Scarface."

...

"Master Lord, the maid Xiaoqing has just left the mansion." A warrior reported to Nangong Lin.

“In which direction?”

"East."

"Dongfang? That's Qingxuan Sect, Hum, Qingfeng Sword Sect, should I go to find him?"

Now many disciples who come to join the recruitment of brides have moved into the city lord's mansion, but Lin Chen is not. Nangong Lin is a little nervous. He is going to recruit Lin Chen in such a big competition. If Lin Chen doesn't come, he will not be able to steal the chicken.

Evaporate rice.

However, Nangong Lin could also guess why Lin Chen didn't come. He just got the news that Huang Xiaolong, the young master of Shangyuan Sect, was actually killed by Lin Chen, and the Shangyuan Sect was not exploded.

Regardless of whether Lin Chen is the head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect or not, outsiders regard him as the head of the Qingfeng Sword Sect. It would be strange if he is not nervous if he is such a big enemy in Shangyuan Sect. At this time, it is reasonable that Lin Chen delays the competition for martial arts and marriages.

Among them.

"Young and vigorous spirit will bring about one's own destruction, but young and vigorous spirit will be used by me."

Nangong Lin smiled. He had no scheming about Lin Chen's straightforward personality. As long as he became his son-in-law and gave him some kindness, it would be easy to draw out his skills. At that time, he would be Nancheng, no, the fourth place in Sifangcheng.

With one person, it is not impossible to unify the Sifang City.

...

"Brother, I want to be a little dizzy. I feel like my dantian is losing its power. What's going on?" Jiang Yue said to Jiang Wu, and Jiang Wu also felt this situation at the same time: "It seems like I am too."

"So too." Lin Chen echoed and lay on the table. Song Ziqun said with concern: "Young Master Lin, how are you?"

"There is no strength at all, it seems that all the skills have been lost." Lin Chen said with difficulty.

"Really?" Song Ziqun's voice was already a little stiff.