Lin Guorui and Lin Qiaoer thanked Long Yu countless times but could not express their inner gratitude. Lin Guorui immediately gave Long Yu the Ling Yi Shaofu Order in Lingyi City.
The human race has an ancient tradition, that is, every city will have a Shaofu Order. Those who get the Shaofu Order can get a house close to the Lin Mansion. And his status in the city is very important. Not only can he enter and leave the city lord's palace at will, but he can also enter and leave the garrison in each city at will.
If the city lord is there, the city lord will be respected. If the city lord is not there, the deputy city lord will be looked for. If the deputy city lord is not there, the person who respects the Shaofu order will be respected!
But now Long Yu doesn't understand this.
In the records of nearly a thousand years, Lingyi City issued the Shaofu Order only once, and that time it was given to Zhang Ranling, and now Lin Guorui gave it to Long Yu.
Lin Guorui immediately invited Long Yu to the city lord's mansion as a guest, and took Lin Qiao'er with him.
However, none of the three of them noticed that a dark shadow flashed across Lin Qiaoer's room in an instant.
"Senior Lin, what exactly did Jiang Jian do?" Long Yu was still a little confused.
"Hey," Lin Guorui sighed when he heard the name Jiang Jian, "This son is really a waste of my cultivation!"
When Lin Qiaoer heard the name Jiang Jian, she couldn't help but lower her head. There was resentment and anger in her eyes, which was a very complicated emotion.
"Jiang Jian's father was my sworn brother, but decades ago, he encountered an assassin late at night and fought hard, but suffered severe internal injuries and died more than ten years ago." Lin Guorui said.
Long Yu listened. In just a few days, Long Yu often heard these people talking about the assassination incident decades ago.
"Jiang Jian, his father named him Jiang Qiuyan before he died, but later this son loved daggers, so he named himself Jiang Jian. Do you think it's hard to hear?" Lin Guorui also smiled bitterly when he said this.
"So that's it. Senior seems to be very dissatisfied with him."
"I don't know where this kid learned his swordsmanship. He realized the second level of Fire Swordsmanship when he was ten years old. I saw that he was smart, so I asked him to be my guard at the City Lord's Mansion, hoping to polish his idle character. . But because he was using a short sword, I specifically told him not to go to my daughter, but this bastard..."
Hearing this, Lin Qiaoer bit her red lips and said, "Dad, please stop talking!"
Lin Guorui smiled kindly and said: "Okay, okay, it's all up to you."
But Long Yu was confused when he heard: what happened to the assassination decades ago, why Jiang Jian wanted to change his name, why the dagger couldn't, and how come there were no pedestrians on the street and they were all soldiers. .....
After passing through the layers of blockade, Long Yu soon saw a simple and dilapidated city lord's mansion standing in front of him. Under the baptism of time, this building looks ancient and vicissitudes. Although it looks old compared with other buildings in the city, it still maintains a majestic style.
The exterior of the City Lord's Mansion is a piece of gray stone, which has become speckled with black spots under the erosion of time. The door is made of dark brown wood with exquisite carvings. Although it is somewhat worn, it can still be seen that it is A beautiful piece of art.
"please."
"Senior please."
Entering the City Lord's Mansion, you can see that the decoration inside is more simple. The floor of the hall is paved with polished blue fluorite, and there are several ancient paintings hanging on the walls, but the paintings are covered and the content is missing.
"Qiao'er, you go to the backyard first and make some special features of Lingyicheng for Brother Long."
"Yes." Lin Qiaoer walked away with several maids who were originally in the hall.
"Senior..." Long Yu still wanted to know the answer to the question.
"I know what you want to ask. Listen to me and tell me slowly. Drink tea first. Don't be impatient."
Long Yu nodded. When he smelled the tea, he knew that the tea was the same as the one Zhang Ranling gave him.
"That was a night thirty years ago. It was a strange night. There was heavy snowfall in Lingyi City, which had never snowed before. It was also the annual Lantern Festival in Lingyi City, which should have been a lively day for mortal monks to celebrate together.
However, just an hour before admiring the lanterns, Lingyi City was attacked by a monster. I have never seen that kind of monster. We are accustomed to calling it a "flaming demon". It has powerful power and a unique shape.
Hearing this, Long Yu immediately became interested.
The Balrog is extremely large, up to ten feet in length, and its whole body is covered with purple-red scales that burn like flames. Its eyes flashed red, as if it could see into people's hearts and see all the falsehoods.
On the top of its head, there is a pair of curved horns, leaping like flames. The Balrog's arms are extremely strong, capable of tearing apart mountains, and a single step of his feet can crack the earth.
When I led my generals to fight with it, I discovered that the Balrog's fighting power was extremely powerful. It was surrounded by blazing flames, which was both its protection and its means of attack.
In battle, this balrog can control flames to transform into various forms, such as fireballs, fire dragons, fire rain, etc., making it difficult for us to guard against it. In addition, the Balrog also has a unique fighting method, which is to attach flames to the soldiers' bodies, burn out the soldiers' protection, and directly cause damage to the soldiers' meridians. "
"Can't even seniors take it down?"
"It was very difficult. We tried our best in that battle, but we could only seriously injure it, unable to escape."
Speaking of this, Long Yu could clearly feel that Lin Guorui had murderous intent.
"I thought this matter would end like this, but I never thought that when I returned to the city, the entire city lord's palace was in ruins, and Qiaoer's mother...had already fallen into a pool of blood." Lin Guorui's tea was all in his hand. Somewhat unstable.
"Senior..." Long Yu couldn't understand that kind of pain.
"The assassin holding a dagger was actually fighting fiercely with Jiang Jian's father and another general, but the two were clearly outmatched." Lin Guorui recalled that this was also the second time in thirty years that he had told this incident to others.
Long Yu said nothing and listened quietly.
"Seeing us coming, the assassin fled quickly. While we were pursuing him, his accomplices kidnapped Qiaoer as a threat. After that..." Lin Guorui stopped talking.
Based on what Jiang Jian said, Long Yu could probably guess that the assassin seriously injured Lin Qiaoer before finally escaping.
"After that time, Qiao'er developed a conflict with swords, and was even more frightened when seeing daggers. And this Jiang Jian happened to break in at this moment. Qiao'er was stimulated and his condition became much worse. If it hadn't been for the For his father’s sake, I’ve long said that this guy will be cut into pieces!”
"I see, no wonder you want to drive him out of the city." Long Yu suddenly realized.
"No, I don't have time to drive him out of the city yet. It must be Yuan Bai and the others who don't let him enter the city. And since he has been away for a long time, he actually wants to find someone to heal Qiao'er. Hey." At this point, Lin Guorui was helpless. Sighed.
After finishing the meal, it was already night. Lin Guorui personally sent Long Yu to the Shaofu's residence in Lingyicheng, and told Long Yu to come to him at any time if anything happened.
As for why the streets in the city were full of soldiers, maybe Long Yu forgot to ask, or maybe Lin Guorui forgot to say...
When they arrived at the Shaofu's mansion, it was about two hours later. At midnight, Long Yu, who was sitting on the futon absorbing spiritual energy, suddenly opened his eyes, took out his sword, and came to the courtyard.
Long Yu felt it: there was an uninvited guest!
There is no communication, and the one who comes will be killed instantly. The sword is drawn instantly, and the sword is merciless!
assassin!
dagger!
In the night, the courtyard was lightly covered with a layer of mist, and the moonlight fell on the stone pavement, giving it a faint silvery sheen. In the silent night, only the sound of two swords clashing echoed.
Long Yu, dressed in white clothes, stood out in the night, holding a long sword, the blade of which shone coldly in the moonlight.
Facing this person, Long Yu's eyes were firm and cold, the muscles on his cheeks were tense, and his face was like a sculpture. Long Yu felt that the person who came was anything but simple.
I saw the opponent stabbing forward with one move, breaking through the air and killing him!
Long Yu's figure is strong and flexible, constantly dodging the opponent's attacks, while counterattacking with precise and powerful swordsmanship.
The man in black stood silently, his dagger passing through Long Yu's sword light, drawing arcs. His eyes were sinister and deep, like a cheetah in the dark, quietly waiting for the neglect of its prey. His movements are agile and fierce, and every attack is full of murderous intent.
In the flash of swords and shadows, the two figures intertwined in the night sky, like two dancers dancing gracefully on the stage. Every sword is full of power and skill, and every attack attempts to break through the opponent's defense. Their movements are quick and elegant, like a stroke in a painting, beautiful and deadly.
Suddenly, Long Yu's long sword drew a semicircle in the air, and then instantly stabbed the man in black's chest. The man in black's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly leaned back to avoid the fatal sword. However, the moment he stood up, Long Yu's sword had already slashed towards his neck. The man in black raised his head in horror, and the sword light flashed past his neck, leaving a shallow scratch.
The man in black took a deep breath, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He understood that the Long Yu he faced was not only a swordsman, but also a hidden killer. He clenched the dagger in his hand, and the light in his eyes became even colder.
And Long Yu didn't dare to let down his guard at all. His eyes never left the man in black. He knew that this battle was not over yet, and his opponent still retained powerful spiritual power!
The moonlight in the courtyard gradually became brighter, and the fog began to rise slowly, like the soul of an elf floating in the night sky. The sword rises and falls, and the sound of the crossfire continues. Every attack and dodge is like a note in a musical score, which together performs a symphony of death.
Long Yu suddenly launched a fierce offensive. His long sword rolled towards the man in black like a white dragon rising out of the sea. The man in black calmed his mind and danced with his dagger, turning into a shadow to block Long Yu's attack.
The two figures intertwined again, and then quickly separated. Long Yu stood there with cold eyes; the man in black took a few steps back, his face pale. Their eyes met in the air, seemingly silently acknowledging each other's strength.
Finally, the man in black took a deep look at Long Yu, then turned around and disappeared into the night. Long Yu looked at the direction in which the man in black was leaving, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but he quickly disappeared into the night.
The moonlight continued to shine in the courtyard, and the fog gradually dissipated, as if nothing had happened. Only the shadows of swords and swords remaining on the stone slab still proved the life-and-death battle they had just experienced. And the courtyard under the night has once again restored its tranquility and mystery.
But Long Yu and Can Yue couldn't calm down for a long time because they couldn't condense the realm just now!
