The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

"Is life in Qingcheng Mountain very miserable?"

At this moment, Ling Chen took Zhang Yan, who was already in a daze, and walked slowly to the courtyard, his face was calm, but his eyes were sharp as a knife: "That's why you guys are so impatient, you want to experience Jin Yiwei. Does it feel like a prison?"

"Pei Lun, entertain them well, and ask the Qingcheng faction who came to the capital from thousands of miles away, and who is the big guy in the vicinity!"

Chapter 2: Inside the Warm Fragrance Pavilion!The curtain opens! (4/[-])

"Brother Ling, aren't you Jinyiwei Xiaoqi? Why did you suddenly become a thousand households?"

"Brother Ling, why do you, a thousand households, have so many thousand households?"

"Brother Ling, are you a big man now?"

Zhang Yan was not frightened by Qingcheng Sixiu, but was frightened by Jin Yiwei's momentum. Along the way, she never left Ling Chen's side. Her bright, simple eyes stared straight at him from beginning to end.

Ling Chen smiled and could only explain a little bit about his fortunes during this period of time.

Zhang Yan was dazzled.

Zhang Bailu was also stunned, looking at Ling Chen in disbelief, he couldn't imagine how long it took for a mere little flag to become the true ruler of Jinyiwei in the Ming Dynasty!

He suddenly felt extremely ridiculous.

Are you sure Yu Renyan and Qingcheng Sixiu are not here to die?

When they arrived at the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen, Ling Chen had just instructed Jiang Yuyan to arrange the residence of Zhang Yan's father and daughter, and then received a report from a black-clothed sword guard——

Lu Wenzhao asks to see you!

"It seems that the Qingcheng faction is unwilling to be lonely, and who the big man is next to, already has the answer."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, Ling Chen's eyes flickered, his right thumb moved slightly, and gently stroked the handle of the embroidered spring knife in his hand.

To his surprise, Lu Wenzhao came to invite him to visit the kiln.

That's right, the dignified Jinyiwei Qianhu invited his immediate boss to visit the kiln at night.

Ling Chen was happy.

And when he came to the prestigious Nuanxiang Pavilion in the capital under the leadership of Lu Wenzhao, he realized that he had never experienced the nightlife in the prosperous capital of the Ming Dynasty since he passed through...

So he simply put his mind away and came to the private room on the second floor with a playful mentality.

Of course there are people in the room.

This is a slightly frail young man in splendid attire. There is an air of nobility emanating from Gu Pan, and between his eyebrows, there is a kind of majesty formed by being in a high position all year round.

He sat quietly, leisurely tasting the fine wine of the Nuanxiang Pavilion, and behind him, a woman who did not leave her body, stood quietly.

In fact, after Ling Chen entered the room, the first thing he saw was this woman!

In other words, the knife in this woman's hand!

This is a very long knife. It looks like a Japanese sword, but it has obviously been improved. Since the knife is in the scabbard, Ling Chen can't see the body of the knife. He can only see a white spike on top of the dark knife handle. General cherry blossoms.

Of course the cherry blossoms are beautiful.

But Ling Chen believed that when the sword was unsheathed, the splendor displayed was even more beautiful!

"Shadow-falling knife, Bai Ying!"

The name of the knife appeared in his mind, and Ling Chen's eyes then looked at the woman holding the knife.

This woman was dressed in plain white clothes, tall and slender, her eyes were cold, and she was not absolutely beautiful. Her whole person showed a cold and arrogant air. From the moment Ling Chen stepped into the room, her eyes were firmly locked. On Ling Chen.

The right hand held the handle of the knife a little bit, and the whole person collapsed like a crossbow, ready to go.

It seems that as long as Ling Chen has the slightest change, the knife in her hand will be cut out immediately!

Ling Chen clearly felt the lock on her qi, but he didn't care at all. Instead, there was a look of admiration on his face... This is a pure swordsman. The cultivation and realm of the Dao of the Sword are far better than Pei Lun, Lu Jianxing, etc. People need to be tall!

For the swordsman, Ling Chen never spared his tolerance.

"My lord, this is His Royal Highness King Xin!"

Lu Wenzhao walked behind the man in Chinese clothing, stood respectfully, and gestured to Ling Chen at the same time.

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Lu Wenzhao walked behind the man in Chinese clothing, stood respectfully, and gestured to Ling Chen at the same time.

In his eyes, there seems to be a complex color.

The man in Chinese clothes didn't notice this look, but Ding Baiying noticed it, and a strange look appeared in his cold eyes - she faintly felt that there was a hint of pleading in this look?

Pleading to Ling Chen?

how can that be!

When Ding Baiying was surprised, King Xin had already looked at Ling Chen, raised his right hand naturally and said, "Lord Ling, it's the first time we met, Xiao Wang has not congratulated you yet, and he took control of Jinyiwei overnight, which has never been seen since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. legend!"

"His Royal Highness Xin is very polite."

Ling Chen sat casually, looking at King Xin with great interest.

This world is a fusion of many martial arts worlds, so there are many princes in the Ming Dynasty. In addition to this King Xin, there are King Qing, King Ning, King Pingnan, King Taiping, etc., or the brothers of the current emperor, or his uncles. .

And the current emperor has no heirs!