Dedicated to selling swords, the master of metaphysics, she is crazy

The night outside the door is vast, only the silvery white moonlight is all over the ground.

In the distance, there were only guards patrolling the City Lord's Mansion at night, and there were no other figures.

Su Nuan frowned indistinctly, and after making sure that there was no threat around, she closed the door vigilantly.After thinking about it, he arranged a small defensive formation at the door.

A dark figure slowly walked out of the weedy corner of the courtyard.

Chen Zihao looked deeply at Su Nuan's residence, and through the window, he saw the dim light inside.

Chen Zihao's heart was ups and downs, he closed his eyes deeply, trying hard to hold back the strong tears, and silently recited a poem in his heart:

Su Nuan, tomorrow I will face the biggest challenge in my life.

Su Nuan, if I lose, I will only die.

Su Nuan, for some reason, I thought of you on the eve of the war.

Chen Zihao stood in the weeds for a long time. There were many mosquitoes buzzing in the courtyard at night in summer, and they all stabbed Chen Zihao's thighs and arms.Even after being bitten by mosquitoes with many red and swollen bumps, Chen Zihao remained motionless.

It wasn't until the light in Su Nuan's room was turned off that Chen Zihao closed his eyes deeply, and left with firm and decisive steps.

After a while, Su Nuan opened the window and glanced at the empty grass corner.

"Few of the human male monks these days are normal." Su Nuan really didn't understand what kind of bean dregs Chen Zihao had in his head.

Did he find it romantic to feed mosquitoes in the middle of the night?
In fact, this guy just moved himself.

Su Nuanan slept soundly all night and had a sweet dream.

Dreaming that she was earning gold and silver, Jiuwei and Xiao Xueling helped her count the gold coins, and Shen Yunxie helped her count the veins of spirit stones.

Early in the morning, Su Nuanmei happily opened her eyes, looked at the empty room, and the smile on the corner of her mouth fell instantly.Dreaming of gold, mountains and silver, waking up in a small bed in a broken house, this huge gap is not at 01:30.

"The most important thing is to make money and practice." Su Nuan once again determined the goal of life after rebirth, making money.In this life, she had a simple background, she didn't bear any heavy responsibilities, she just wanted to be a rich casual cultivator.

The little white milk cat fell asleep on the bedding at some point.

Hearing that Su Nuan woke up, the little milk cat struggled to open its eyes and let out a meowing sound.

Then two little fluffy paws stepped on the quilt, hummed and began to step on the milk, making a happy sound of gurgling.

Su Nuan reached out, picked up the back of the kitten's neck, and threw it under the bed.

Little Milk Cat: "Meow Meow Meow"

Being thrown off the bed, the little milk cat wasn't upset at all. She walked to the cat bowl with her chubby legs and ate canned cat food for a few minutes, then returned to the blanket in the corner and began to lick its fur.

After licking the white hair, he lay down again, closed his eyes, and fell asleep comfortably again.

Su Nuan sat by the bed, watched the whole process of the little milk cat's actions, and commented on two words: "It's really lazy."

She quickly got out of bed and took a shower. Today is a big day for the election of the city lord, and all the residents of the city are paying attention.Su Nuan put on a black mask and quickly went to [Qingtan Square] in the center of the city.

The time is still at 07:30 in the morning, the sky is already almost bright, the people in the city have entered the audience area in an orderly manner, three floors inside and three floors outside, there are crowds of spectators everywhere, and the major TV stations and media are already in place .

The responsible staff at the scene worked hard to maintain order, and monks patrolled every corner.

"No. [-], you are responsible for protecting the city lord." The head of the bodyguard hurried over, and then added in a low voice, "Other things, the city lord has his own arrangements."

Su Nuan nodded happily: "Okay."

It seems that the bracelet she gave to Demon Xiu Luomeng played its due role.The Lord of Qingtan City is a smart man, and Su Nuan believes that he can handle emergencies well.

What Su Nuan needs to do now is to watch the play from the sidelines. If she encounters an irresistible danger, she will take Xiao Xueling to run away immediately.

The city lord election officially started at ten o'clock in the morning.

At 09:30 in the morning, the four major cultivation academies, the royal family of the Chen Kingdom, and the noble families in the city had all been seated.

Suddenly, a distant bell rang.

The city lord came, and the distinguished guests at the scene stood up one after another.Chen Yuan changed into the solemn city lord's auspicious costume today, wearing a red and black crown that reaches the sky, and a red and black city lord's uniform, with sun patterns embroidered on the left shoulder and moon patterns embroidered on the right.The top is red and black, the bottom is red and yellowish, and the sleeves and leather belt are all embroidered with the ancient lotus pattern of Qingtan City.

This is the costume of the city lord that has been passed down for 3000 years, symbolizing the 3000-year glory of Qingtan City.

"Welcome to the city lord."

Greetings from all directions.

Chen Yuan took the main seat and sat down.Four bodyguards walked behind Chen Yuan to protect him, and Su Nuan was one of them.The main seat is in a high position, standing here you can have a glimpse of the whole Qingtan Square.In the distance, there is a dense crowd of spectators, and the crowds are extremely spectacular.

On the left side of Chen Yuan, there are people from the Four Great Cultivation Academies and the royal family of Chen Kingdom.

On the right side of Chen Yuan, sat Chen Ziyue and the elders and nobles of Qingtan City.To everyone's surprise, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen years old sat on the seat closest to Chen Yuan.

"Who is that little black-haired girl? Could it be the daughter of the city lord?"

"My daughter shouldn't be so close to the city lord."

"What do you know, that is the girlfriend of the city lord, who seems to be called Doudou."

"The city lord is so old, his girlfriend looks talented, your circle is really messed up."

"Love knows no age, the city owner is still handsome when he is old, hehehe."

The little blood spirit didn't care about the outside discussion, it looked eagerly at Su Nuan behind Chen Yuan.The master said that there might be a crisis today, and the little blood spirit decided that if danger happened, it would rush to protect the master immediately!
Chen Ziyue sat upright on the seat, grinding her teeth secretly.

Looking at it from Chen Ziyue's point of view, Xiao Xueling seemed to be still looking eagerly at Chen Yuan.

Chen Ziyue was so annoyed, could this little vixen divide the occasion?Now it's the important city battle, you little vixen are still winking at my father!

My father also has a big problem. On such an important occasion, wouldn't you be afraid to make people laugh if you bring a little vixen who doesn't understand etiquette?
Everyone had different thoughts, knowing that at ten o'clock in the morning, the ancient clock of Qingtan City was struck again.

"Dangdangdang~"

"Dangdangdang~"

The selection of the city lord has begun.

Chen Ziming and Chen Zihao walked out from both sides of the square.Chen Ziming, wearing a white short jacket and holding a black tasseled gun, walked out gracefully.Even on such an important occasion, he still showed a courteous demeanor and looked gentle.

And Chen Zihao, who came out from the other side, was wearing a black short jacket and was armed with a long sword.In just a few days, Chen Zihao seemed to have been completely reborn. He no longer had the blue and youthful look he had before, but was somewhat calm.

"Early stage of the third stage." Su Nuan was keenly aware of Chen Zihao's rank.

What did this guy eat, his cultivation has increased so much!
Not only Su Nuan, but also Chen Ziming noticed Chen Zihao's cultivation, his warm eyes flashed with surprise, he smiled lightly and said, "Second brother, what kind of treat did father give you, that your cultivation has been raised to the third level. "

Chen Zihao didn't change his face, he waved the silver long sword in his hand: "Come on, you and I will fight to the death."

Chen Zihao was not completely sure, he forcibly raised his cultivation level to the third level by taking the special elixir from the ancestral hall.This caused great harm to his body, and he would suffer from serious illness for the rest of his life.

But it's all worth it.

For the position of the city lord, for the ideal future, the pain is worth it.

"Dangdangdang~"

The bell rang again, and the campaign for the city lord officially started.

The black spear in Chen Ziming's hand struck towards Chen Zihao's heart like lightning.Chen Zihao kicked hard with his right foot, clenched his weapon tightly to block it.During these days, Chen Zihao practiced martial arts day and night, making rapid progress.

In the auditorium, Chen Ziyue happily watched the two brothers fight, and happily peeled grapes to eat.

When she saw Chen Zihao's arm being pierced by Chen Ziming's sword, Chen Ziyue widened her beautiful eyes in surprise.

"Didn't you say it was just an ordinary competition? Why are you still hurting people?" Chen Ziyue suddenly sensed something was wrong.She always thought that the election of the city lord was a random fight between two people, and the one with the higher force value would win.

Brother Chen Ziming is gentle and kind, and brother Chen Zihao treats her very well. No matter which one of them becomes the city lord, Chen Ziyue will be the younger sister of the future city lord.

But now.
The beating was so fierce, it was like beating to death.

"Miss Ziyue, the election of the city lord is full of crises." The maid behind her reminded in a low voice, "Back then, the city lord Chen Yuan and his two younger brothers ran for the city lord, and the city lord killed both younger brothers before he ascended to the position of the city lord. .”

How did Chen Ziyue know about this old story.

She stared round her beautiful eyes: "Dad. Dad killed his two younger brothers? Why? We are all a family, how can we fight each other!"

The maid lowered her eyes: "If the city lord doesn't kill the two younger brothers, the two younger brothers will kill him—similarly, if Master Chen Ziming wins today, Master Zihao and you will end badly."

Chen Ziyue froze completely, and the grapes in her hand fell to the table.

In the main seat, Su Nuan watched anxiously as Chen Zihao and Chen Ziming fought.

There is no doubt that Chen Zihao has made rapid progress.But Chen Ziming's strength has always been stable.

Now the two of them are fighting each other, it's like a poor student who has gone from 20 points to 80 points in a short period of time is challenging an excellent student with 90 points in the long run, the strength of the two is very different.

"boom--"

Chen Zihao was hit by Chen Ziming's palm, Chen Zihao staggered back two steps, and spit out a mouthful of muddy blood.

Chen Ziyue cried out in fright: "Brother!! Brother Ziming, be gentle!"

It's a pity that Chen Ziming, who cared so much for Chen Ziyue in the past, didn't show any pity in his eyes.Chen Ziyue's heart sank to the bottom, she finally saw clearly the fog that blocked her eyes in the past, but it was too late to regret.

Su Nuan clenched her fists and frowned secretly.

Chen Zihao, fight up your spirits!
You are going to die, and the white fox that resides in your soul will lose its host.It will take at least many years to recover in the soul of the next host.

At the same time, Su Nuan also felt very puzzled, the city lord should know Chen Zihao's strength, yet he dared to let Chen Zihao take the stage to fight Chen Ziming.Isn't the city lord worried?In case Chen Zihao loses, the lives of Chen Zihao's siblings and even Chen Yuan may be lost.

"Come on, die later." Su Nuan secretly cheered for Chen Zihao.

On the square, there was another bang.

Chen Zihao was kicked hard in the chest by Chen Ziming, and he was kicked ten meters away.The clothes on Chen Zihao's body were torn, his arms and heart were covered with wounds, and wet blood trickled down his fingers.He shook his dazed head, trying to keep himself awake.

Everything around began to blur.

Undisguised taunting voices came from all directions, pouring into Chen Zihao's ears noisily.

"Is this the city lord's own son? Ouch, that's the strength."

"I used to be a useless second-generation ancestor, and now I am still a useless second-generation ancestor."

"He is so pitiful, like a dog."

"There is no suspense anymore, Chen Ziming will definitely win."

"Man, you must accept your fate."

Chen Zihao felt very painful.

It's just that he was a little late in repentance, and he will definitely be a good city lord.If he had worked harder earlier, he would not have fallen into the current situation.

Chen Zihao looked around in bewilderment and pain, the audience's ridicule, the family supporting Chen Ziming gloating, his younger sister crying on the table, Chen Linger covering her mouth and snickering.
His heavy eyes suddenly fell on the high seat in the square.He saw bodyguard No. [-] Su Nuan, she was wearing a black mask, only showing a pair of beautiful eyes.

There was deep worry in Su Nuan's eyes.

Su Nuan's eyes could not hide the distress.

Su Nuan caring about him?

When everyone around him mocked Chen Ziming, Su Nuan cared about him from the bottom of her heart and felt sorry for him.
At the same time, Su Nuanhe's eyes collided with Chen Zihao's.Seeing the blood spitting out from the corner of his mouth, Su Nuan felt even more distressed. She spoke silently and said three words: "Don't die."

You must not die!
You are dead, and the white fox has lost its only host.

Chen Zihao clenched the long sword in his hand, he understood Su Nuan's instruction [don't die].

Su Nuan told him not to die!
He will not die!

In an instant, Chen Zihao seemed to have an epiphany, and the majestic spiritual power gushed out from the dantian, filling the internal organs, and in an instant, he actually comprehended the most mysterious exercise of the Chen family.

Chen Zihao narrowed his eyes slightly, his muscles swelled, and he let out a loud roar. The long sword in his hand shone with a cold light, and his body swished towards Chen Ziming like a spirit snake.

bang bang bang-

The long sword collided with the black spear, and sparks flew everywhere.

Chen Ziming didn't expect this guy to run away suddenly, and quickly mobilized the area of ​​dantian spiritual power.But for some reason, bursts of bursting pain suddenly came from the dantian, and most of the spiritual power was released in an instant.

boom--

Chen Ziming was directly pierced through the left chest by a sword.

He fell to the ground with a bang and couldn't get up for a long time.

"Brother!" The smile on Chen Linger's face disappeared instantly, and she stood up in fright, "Brother!"

After thinking about it, Chen Ling'er suddenly looked at Chen Ziyue who was sitting next to her, and begged, "Sister Yue, hurry up and persuade Brother Zihao, we are all a family, so why play it real."

Chen Ziyue peeled the grapes calmly: "Your brother can kill my brother, but my brother can't kill your brother?"

Chen Linger's pretty face froze, and she looked at Chen Ziyue in disbelief.

When did this silly girl become so shrewd?

Chen Ling'er was so anxious that she hurriedly winked at Zhang Jiaming who was not far away.Zhang Jiaming understood, and walked over as a boyfriend, and said softly: "Linger, there is no need to fight to the death for the city lord campaign—"

Chen Ling'er sneered: "Get out of here, I feel disgusted just looking at you, we broke up. All the things I gave you in the past few years must be returned, and if you almost don't return them, I will let my father kill you."

Zhang Jiaming:
Tomorrow the tour will end... There are really many people in Qingdao in July, the wind is strong, and it is also hot