New Century Swordsman

Chapter 1 Return to the hometown, things are not human (~)

After more than two months, Ling Yu finally returned to the town where he was born and raised, and there was a feeling of returning to the world. Two months of endless battles, wandering escapes, legendary steps, everything flashed through his mind like a movie. Looking at the simple streets and pure sky in his hometown, Ling Yu felt that he had just experienced a dream before. Now that he woke up, he came back.

"Mr. Ling Yu, we are leaving now. Before leaving, the young master asked me to bring you a message. He said that your arrest warrant in Kunlun has been cancelled, but I hope you will be careful at ordinary times to avoid giving Noah's spies a good opportunity. And no matter what difficulties you have, as long as you get through that number, our Zhang Group will definitely help you solve it.

When Ling Yu was still sighing like Wenqing, a voice suddenly came from behind her. He turned around and nodded to the man who escorted him all the way and thanked him. After watching them go away, Ling Yu turned around and walked to his home familiarly.

It's noon. In the past, Grandpa would finish eating, carefully take out a pack of inferior cigarettes, carry a small bench and sit in front of the house, watching people come and enjoy the afternoon tranquility...

"Oh, yes, there will always be a little cigarette butt left in the end and come back to smoke when it's finished in the evening."

Thinking of Grandpa Ling Yu, he couldn't help laughing, with a little warmth in his bitter smile. This time when he came back, he specially bought ten units of good cigarettes. As long as it was decompressed, it would be enough for Grandpa to smoke for more than ten years, and he didn't have to be as careful as before.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu's footsteps couldn't help but be a little faster, but the beautiful girl behind her couldn't stand it.

"Brother Ling Yu, please go slowly! My legs are short and I walk slowly..."

Xiuxiu behind him said that the original crisp voice had been full of fatigue after several days of running around. She held a brown box the size of Ling Yu's three palms in her hand, which contained all her belongings. Under the influence of today's powerful compression technology, it contains thousands of seeds of flowers and some daily necessities, and the weight is not a problem for Xiuxiu, a civilian.

Oh, I forgot to mention before that Xiuxiu was also wanted by Noah's military because of Ling Yu's relationship and became a homeless girl. After discussion, everyone decided to let her follow Ling Yu. After all, it is not suitable to bring a girl in the situation of praying for the New Year, and Wen Hao seems to be a hunter, which is not suitable.

"This little girl's temper... Grandpa should like it.

Today's Xiuxiu is still the same dress when we first met. The solid-colored shirt is white, with a pair of loose trousers and her casually tied hair, giving people a very comfortable feeling at home.

Ling Yu rubbed her fluffy brown hair and smiled at her apologetically. She didn't say anything but took her small suitcase casually. She turned her head slightly and motioned her to leave first.

Ling Yu followed Xiuxiu, casually told her where to turn, and calmed down to imagine what Grandpa would look like when he suddenly saw him. When Ling Yu was a child, the town was just a ten-minute walk. Now, although there is such a small oil bottle as Xiuxiu, it still only takes a few minutes to get home.

The door of the house is wide open, but there is no sign of Grandpa. Xiuxiu pointed and asked, "Brother Ling Yu, is this your home?" While talking, she was about to run in. Ling Yu suddenly stepped to Xiuxiu and pulled her to prevent her from moving.

Ling Yu lowered her body and looked at the ground. A pair of sword eyebrows were twisted together, and images were involuntarily formed in her mind.

"About a dozen people, with similar figure and weight, steady and light steps... No, it's been too long, and I can't see more. But who is it?"

Ling Yu stood up and pulled out his long sword, grabbed Xiuxiu's little hand in one hand, and entered the house with a solemn face. Everything is still in the small family, except for one person.

Walking from room to room, Ling Yu's face was gloomy every time she walked. In the end, the evil spirit on her face was so strong that she could bleed. Xiuxiu looked at him like this and took his hand uneasily.

Ling Yu waved her hand to indicate that she had nothing to do, patted her cheek fiercely to calm herself down, and carefully analyzed the context of the whole thing in her mind.

"The message at home was about two to three days after I left. The day I left Shu was in mid-August, and my grandfather was taken away within the next two days. Who the hell is it?!"

Analysis and layout are really not Ling Yu's strengths. It would be better to pray for the New Year here. Ling Yu held her hair and thought painfully. He is really just a simple warrior. If he arranges any tactical layout, it will be too difficult for him to analyze such events.

Ling Yu originally wanted to put Xiuxiu at home, but she was worried about what exploration devices the other party would leave, so she simply left with Xiuxiu. Finally, I took a look at the old house that has lived for more than ten years. I didn't see its dilapidated and narrowness, but only the indelible memories left in my heart.

Are you leaving a place full of memories again? So is the martial arts school, even at home..."

He gritted his teeth and turned his head to take Xiuxiu away from this place of right and wrong. Unexpectedly, he would leave as soon as he got home, and in this way, which made him feel weak again.

"Level! In a year or two, I can become a level, and then I don't have to be so afraid!"

Half an hour later, Ling Yu and Xiu declined the retention of Mr. Zhang Duo and resolutely embarked on the journey to Shu City-

"Wrathers, they are all warriors!"

This is the only useful message from Mr. Zhang Duo, and the facts become clear in this sentence.

Shihua Martial Arts Museum!

All the combat effectiveness of the martial arts is only the martial arts hall. Neither hunters nor the military will choose that kind of combat composition. The actual combat and flexibility are really poor. At that time, there was only one martial arts hall related to Lingyu!

"What's more... For an old man with little combat effectiveness, there is no need for flexibility at all! It's really unsightly! For me, a little warrior, he actually took action against an old man..."

On the train to Shu, Ling Yu popped up the communication of the watch and connected the contact that Qi Nian gave him before he left.

"Hello, Mr. Ling Yu, my name is Yang Xun. I am your exclusive contact appointed by the young master Qi Nian. Is there anything I can do for you?" The speaker was a young woman, who looked about 23 or 24 years old. Her clean face and her shallow smile gave her a very good first impression.

"Wow! What a beautiful sister!" Xiuxiu, sitting next to Ling Yu, looked at the woman in the projection and couldn't help whispering. The woman at the other end obviously praised Xiuxiu, a beautiful girl. Although she didn't say anything, the smile on her face betrayed him.

Hearing the word beauty, Ling Yu actually remembered Yilin, who brought him endless trouble, the first woman who moved him like a fairy in the sky. According to Qi Nian, in the rescue battle a month ago, Yilin also appeared. If it hadn't been for her, Xiuxiu would not have been rescued so simply.

"What kind of woman is she?"

"Mr. Ling Yu, Mr. Ling Yu."

When Yang Xun saw that Ling Yu had not spoken for a long time, he reminded him in a low voice.

Ling Yu got out of her memory and stared into Yang Xun's eyes, as if she was going to pierce her.

"I need some people! Someone who can help me fight!"

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