At the beginning, the little prince Beili and his mother were crazy about each other.

The four of them nodded secretly at Xiao Ruolin's modesty and gentleness.

Strong but not arrogant, the strong are respected in this world, only the strong are worthy of respect, and the strong who are not spoiled are more worthy of respect.

"Mr. Xiao, you don't have to be polite. We just want to get to know Mr. Xiao. As a swordsman, Mr. Xiao did what we wanted to do." Huang Quan laughed, with a kind smile on his face.

Although they are famous swordsmen in the world, they are very humble when facing Xiao Ruolin.

Xiao Ruolin naturally knew what they meant, and couldn't help but smile and said: "As swordsmen, why don't we find a place to exchange sword skills?"

The four people agreed happily.

So, a group of people found an inn and began to exchange their experiences.

As swordsmen, they were quite friendly to each other. After learning about Xiao Ruolin's age, they couldn't help but sigh.

The more they talked, the more speculative they became. In the end, they exchanged their experiences in kendo, and everyone expressed their understanding of kendo.

When it was Xiao Ruolin's turn, the four pricked up their ears to listen.

And the words Xiao Ruolin said benefited them a lot and made them feel deeply.

"My understanding of kendo is that a blade of grass can cut off the sun, moon and stars!"

In front of a wine shop called Donggui, Sikong Changfeng was drinking alone.

Looking at the people who were chatting happily in the inn, she said in a sad tone: "This kid was kidnapped by those four guys when I went to settle the losses of Dengtian Pavilion. How hateful!"

Tang Lian poured a glass of wine for her sulking Third Master and laughed: "If Third Master had invited that boy from the beginning, how could that boy be snatched away by others."

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and sighed: "I was careless, I was careless..."

"Dad, that guy is younger than me, why can he tie with the Second City Lord, is it because the Second City Lord let him go?"

Sikong Qianluo pouted on the side, and the boy's strength shocked her deeply.

Originally, she was thinking about revenge one day, but the opponent's strength was exaggerated and outrageous.

Will she ever take revenge for the humiliation of Dengtian Pavilion in this life?

Sikong Changfeng said with a smile: "Qianluo, don't underestimate that kid, he's not as simple as you think."

"Dad means that the boy hasn't used up all his strength yet?" Sikong Qianluo asked in disbelief, widening his beautiful eyes.

"What do you think?" Sikong Changfeng asked back.

Sikong Qianluo pouted, looking indignant, muttering: "This guy is hiding quite deeply!"

"I sent someone to check the identity of this boy, but the Xueyue City Intelligence Department has no record of him. Such a young boy should not be unknown." Sikong Changfeng said faintly.

Tang Lian raised her eyebrows: "Third Master, didn't I tell you that the boy is..."

Sikong Changfeng shook his head and slowly said: "Tang Lian, you can't just look at the surface of things. This boy's surname is Xiao..."

"Surname Xiao?" Sikong Qianluo frowned and asked in confusion: "What does this surname mean?"

"This surname..." Tang Lian stroked his chin and thought.

Suddenly, he thought of something and looked up at Sikong Changfeng.

"What does the Third City Lord mean!"

"Hush!" Sikong Changfeng shook his head, signaling him not to say anything more.

"Dad, Senior Brother! What are you talking about?"

...

The few of them talked happily until late at night before they said goodbye to each other.

The next morning, Xiao Ruolin woke up from his sleep.

The three of them got up early and had breakfast at a roadside stall. At this time, a noise attracted their attention.

The three of them looked in the direction of the sound and saw a street not far away.

A purple figure rushed over, with a graceful and beautiful figure, a curvaceous figure, a long black hair, a slender figure, straight and slender legs, and fair and tender skin.

A delicate nose, a cherry mouth, a delicate face, bright black eyes, and curved eyelashes like a butterfly flapping its wings, showing her charming style with every frown and smile.

At this moment, the figure looked a little anxious, as if she had encountered some trouble.

Behind the figure, a group of people were chasing after her. Among the group, there was a burly man.

The man was about twenty years old, wearing a luxurious brocade robe, eight feet tall, with his hands behind his back, and a very arrogant look.

He looked at the figure unscrupulously, his eyes shining, licked his lips, and his face was greedy and wretched.

Xiao Ruolin frowned slightly, his face unable to hide his disgust. Another playboy!

Although he hated this

kind of people, but also do not want to meddle in other people's business.

But sometimes, the more you want to stay out of trouble, the more trouble will come to you.

As expected!

The woman being chased ran all the way to the crowd, her tearful face full of panic.

Judging from the woman's dress, she should be a dancer from the Western Regions. Perhaps because of running for her life, her dress was messy and dirty, extremely embarrassed, and looked extremely miserable.

Because of the language barrier, everyone ignored her cries for help.

Liu Xuer was desperate. Seeing that the people behind her were about to catch up, she ran straight to the crowd.

In panic, she saw a beautiful boy, perhaps because of the boy's extraordinary temperament, or perhaps because of the boy's handsome appearance.

She stopped as if possessed by a ghost, grabbed the boy's hand and begged, speaking her unfamiliar language.

Xiao Ruolin frowned slightly, facing the bird language spoken by the woman.

He didn't understand at all, but from the look on her face, he probably guessed what she was trying to do.