I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

Ning Ruan tugged on Ling Zuo's sleeves.

The two stood one behind the other on the swords glowing with white light.

Extremely fast.

"Are you sure you don't need to retreat?"

"I'm sure not."

"What happened to your state just now?"

"I don't know, uncle, this is my first time encountering you."

"..."

Ling Zuo was speechless.

His eyes suddenly looked in a certain direction.

He couldn't help but sigh: "...Xiu Ye left the city."

Huh?

So smooth?

Ning Ruan couldn't understand, "The master of the Spirit Devouring Pavilion is not from the Thirteenth Realm? Can he be chased out of the city by a group of the Twelfth Realm?"

The original plan was just to find something for the pavilion master to do.

Don't just stare at her every day when you have nothing to do.

As for chasing him out of the city, it was really not part of Ning Ruan's plan.

"Don't hold me so tightly. You are a swordsman yourself. Are you afraid of heights?"

Ling Zuo turned his head slightly, his handsome and stubble-covered face full of helplessness, and even had some evil thoughts about kicking the little girl behind him.

Ning Ruan still held on tightly.

"I'm not afraid of heights, but if you fly too fast, I will fall."

"Can it kill you if you fall?"

"I don't want to fall."

It would be very embarrassing if it fell, so she didn't want to make it embarrassing.

Ling Zuo took a deep breath and silently decided in his heart that he would never be able to take this difficult nephew with him again in this life.

I can't take any with me.

"The Thirteenth Realm of Mingyue Trading Company has taken action. Xiuye ​​must have some concerns and doesn't want to get entangled with them."

Done.

Ling Zuo rubbed his chin, "This is not in line with the temperament of the Pavilion Master. Logically speaking, even if he can't kill you, he still has to kill your group of senior brothers. Even if he can't kill them all, he has to kill some other people to vent his anger."

"Maybe it's for someone." Ning Ruan responded casually, "The thirteen realms of Mingyue Trading Company that my uncle just mentioned are the ancestors of the Tang family?"

"Of course not. Do you think the Tang family is only a member of the Thirteenth Realm?" Ling Zuo chuckled, "If the Tang family were so simple, then Mingyue Trading Company would not be able to open its business long ago."

"……"Too.

As far as the rules of Zhen Gourmet House and Mingyue House are concerned, they will definitely not be able to control them without the boss.

"Speaking of which..." Ling Zuoyou said suddenly: "The Thirteenth Realm from Mingyue Trading Company may have something to do with you... The five-flowered golden and jade talisman has such great privileges. Something happened, Thirteenth Even in any situation, I can run out to protect you."

Ning Ruan: "...I think so too, it's really convenient."

……

While the two were talking.

They have arrived at the central city where the martial arts competition is held.

In fact, it can be faster.

But Ling Zuo felt that if he dared to speed up again, he might not be able to save his sleeve.

No matter how bohemian he is and doesn't care about his appearance, he still doesn't want to run around in rags.

At this time, the first weapon-refining competition of the magic cultivation competition had just ended.

But it’s just the end of the preliminary round.

There will be rematches and finals in a few days.

This order is different from the martial arts competition held in Mucheng.

The glowing white sword light cut through the sky and stopped above the competition venue.

Fortunately, at this time, the next Talisman Master Competition has not officially started yet.

Otherwise, Ning Ruan had no doubt that her uncle's scary appearance would definitely affect the performance of others.

Just like...

The elders and city lords from various forces on the stage... all changed their expressions in panic, and almost stood up in fear.

After noticing that the other party was just coming with his sword and had no intention of taking action, he reluctantly sat down.

The stage was specially built.

Very spacious.

Not only are there seats lined up, but there are also drinks.

There were dozens of people seated.

Then there are the disciples standing behind this group of people.

All in all, the stage was very lively.

Ning Ruan immediately saw Liu Yun, who was also sitting on the stage.

There were also the senior brothers standing behind her, even Mu Yiqiu.

As for the people in the escort group, she glanced around and saw them somewhere in the air.

It is also a conspicuous position.

After all, the guard group is not weak.

It's just not as good as the great viewing position on stage.

The Lord of Jiuxiao City is a very discerning person.

When he was sure that the sword cultivator was not here to kill people, he already signaled to his subordinates.

Not long after, a set of tables and chairs were brought up.

Or put it in the center.

Ling Zuoyou flew to the stage with Ning Ruan and smiled kindly at the city lord, "Junior sister and I will just sit together."

"It should be so, it should be so." The city lord nodded and turned to look at Liu Yun, "Fellow Daoist Liu, why don't we change places?"

As the city lord, his status and cultivation may not be the highest, but his position is still in the center.

And Liu Yun... although she is in the Twelfth Realm, she is not qualified to sit on the stage based on her status, so adding such a trick to her is entirely because of the sword cultivator who kills people without blinking an eye.

It's the location, in the corner.

But now that the sword cultivator himself is here, can he still let the strong man of the thirteenth level sit in the corner?

Liu Yun: "...No need."

"Fellow Daoist Liu, I think it's still necessary. Let's change." The city lord was extremely enthusiastic.

Liu Yun: "..."

Liu Yun changed.

The main reason is that looking at the extremely enthusiastic look of the city lord, I really can't stand it.

Liu Yun sat next to Ling.

Luo Yue and others naturally had no choice but to follow.

Then, they looked at the junior sister with slightly twitching eyes, and took out a small horse made of lightning wood.

She sat down first and even turned around and asked, "Aren't you going to sit down?"

"Sit!" Yan Liang nodded first.

Sit down directly.

He responded seriously, "If you don't sit on a stool, you'd be a fool."

Others: "..."

Of course it is impossible to be a fool.

Especially after Yan Liang said these words, they naturally could no longer stand stupidly.

The next scene is a little weird.

The first was Ling Zuozuo and Liu Yun who forcibly added two tables and chairs in the center.

Then there was the row of people sitting on the pony next to them.

It's surprisingly neat.

The corners of the Lord's lips twitched, and it took him a long time to utter a few words, "Fellow Daoist Liu, they..."

"What's wrong?" Liu Yun didn't think there was anything wrong.

I brought my own stool so it didn't hinder anyone.

What is the difference between standing and sitting?

Come to think of it, sitting down doesn't block anyone's view.

"..." The city lord had mixed feelings, and finally shook his head. Just as he was about to say 'nothing', he saw an old guy standing next to him at the referee's position, who was about to stand up and give way to the Talisman Master referee for the next round. Eyes widened.

He ran towards Liu Yun's disciples like crazy.

City Lord: "..."

Did the old man take the wrong medicine?

Didn't you just take advantage of the fact that you are a weapon refiner and be so cold and cold that no one can look down on you? Why does it look like a dog has seen a bone now?

And had this disgusting look on his face.