Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

"Old Yan, you're not too young, why don't you keep your focus?"

Zhou Lin asked blankly.

Although since Yan Zhengyang appeared, he has been treating each other with courtesy.

But all of this is based on the safety of the yellow sand collar.

If you want to sabotage, how can I, Zhou Lin, let you succeed?
Although, you are unintentional.

Yan Zhengyang blushed, and felt that he was not stable at all just now.

ashamed.

"And you, Big Brother Ye! You are all strong in the Divine Essence Realm. Look at my yellow sand collar. Although there are many people, most of them are mortals, and there are first-order warriors in the Enlightenment Realm!"

"Both of you! If you want to compete, it's okay, you can fight outside! If you think it's too hot outside, it's okay, I'll ask Wu Ya to come over and build a formation for you, and you can fight again!"

"Otherwise, it's wrong for the two of you to fight indiscriminately, not to mention damaging the houses here, even if it hits flowers and plants!"

The two looked at each other and lowered their heads at the same time.

indeed.

They are all in a hurry.

"Now, do you want to fight here, or go outside?"

Looking at them like children who admitted their mistakes, Zhou Lin asked again.

"No more fights, no more fights, let's sit down and discuss swords!"

Ye Yulin whispered.

Yan Zhengyang also nodded.

"Then get up! Next time, I will burn all your clothes!"

The two just got up from the water when they heard Zhou Lin's words.

Their faces changed, and they subconsciously touched the back of their buttocks.

It's okay, it's okay, there is no air leakage...

finally.

Both of them sat on the ninth floor of the Kendo Pavilion.

As for what to talk about, Zhou Lin didn't know.

Anyway, from time to time came the sound of the sword-testing stone being banged.

I think they are really friends through literature!

Zhou Lin touched his chin and called Luo Ning.

"grown ups?"

"Give them a pot of Enlightenment tea. It's rare for Mr. Yan to meet Brother Ye. There are only a few thousand cups of wine, and they should have found a common topic."

"Yes, my lord!"

Luo Ning complied.

Soon.

She appeared in the Kendo Pavilion.

The whole yellow sand collar.

Except for Zhou Lin, only Luo Ning could freely enter and leave the Sword Pavilion without being blocked.

Those disciples accepted by Yan Zhengyang still need to be notified when they come in and out.

"Miss Luo, why are you here?"

Zhou Wen was on duty today, and he personally greeted Luo Ning.

"Well, my lord said to send a pot of tea to Mr. Yan and Brother Ye."

Luo Ning smiled and raised her right hand, shaking the teapot.

Zhou Wen swallowed, and watched Luo Ning go up the stairs enviously.

"Hey, let's practice hard."

After muttering, he closed his eyes, sat cross-legged behind the door again, and comprehended several murals on the first floor.

Luo Ning quickly walked to the ninth floor and knocked on the door.

"Who? Don't you know that Brother Ye and I practice swords here?"

Yan Zhengyang's voice came out.

Full of majesty and coldness.

"Old Yan, it's me! My lord asked me to bring you tea!"

Luo Ning said charmingly.

"Princess!"

Yan Zhengyang was startled, he didn't expect Luo Ning to come over.

At first, he thought it would be his five apprentices who wanted to come and practice swords.

"What, princess?"

Ye Yulin was also shocked when he heard Yan Zhengyang's exclamation.

"Well, Miss Luo is the last princess of Loufu Ancient Kingdom. Brother Ye, I hit it off with you right away, you'd better not say anything! Otherwise, it will cause trouble, and I'm afraid my lord will be angry and your Qingye Sect will be implicated. ..."

Ye Yulin was shocked again, and nodded subconsciously.

"Brother Yan, don't worry, I'll keep my mouth shut!"

While speaking, Luo Ning had already opened the door and entered.

Seeing Ye Yulin call Yan Zhengyang his younger brother, he was also a little confused, and felt a great sense of disobedience.