I asked you to play the dungeon, but you are here to raise the BOSS?

"The top here should be next to a dry well in the north of the city. The opposite corner is the Guan Sheng Temple in the south of the city, where the Yin God of Guan Yu resides."

"Since you are holding the Qinglong Sword, Guan Yu's inheritance will naturally be passed on to you first."

Lin Xuan took Dugu Lian'er out of the ice cave and entered a long corridor.

"Guan Yu's inheritance?"

Dugu Lian'er was stunned for a moment: "I have the memory of Madam Wushuang and can perform 'Love in a Falling City'. Do I still need to pass it on?"

"I know you know this trick."

Lin Xuan smiled faintly: "But think about it, Love in the City was created by Guan Yu while he was still alive."

"ah?"

"He only lived for more than fifty years, but he died for more than a thousand years."

"In these more than a thousand years, not to mention Guan Yu, even if Emperor Shitian is allowed to practice, he can become a top master."

Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves and said: "You are now considered to be the body of Zhiyang, and your martial arts are from the same source as Guan Yu. It is a chance to listen to it."

"this……"

Dugu Lian'er was a little moved: "But wouldn't it be embarrassing if I went to see him like this?"

"Guan Yu is loyal and heroic. Since dealing with the great catastrophe of the Qianqiu is where the great righteousness lies, then other things are just trivial matters."

"With Guan Yu's personality, he would probably be very pleased."

Lin Xuan smiled: "Besides, as long as you are not embarrassed by this kind of thing, others will be embarrassed."

"It sounds like it makes sense..."

Dugu Lian'er blinked: "Then can you accompany me there?"

"Can."

"Okay! Then let's go see him."

"Guan Yu has just manifested the Yin Shen. Should he spend a lot of money, or should he wait for a few days... huh?"

Lin Xuan frowned slightly: "Go up first, there are some changes in the city."

"Ah? Okay!"

The figure flashed, and the two of them swept out of the corridor one after another and appeared next to the dry well.

On the street opposite the dry well, there were more than ten dead bodies lying in various places.

The corpses were both male and female, all holding weapons and dressed as Jianghu people.

Each corpse had several fatal wounds caused by knives and guns, and was dripping with blood.

The city was blazing with fire, and the sounds of wailing and crying echoed faintly, like ghostly cries.

"This...is this Wushuang City?"

Dugu Lian'er held up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword, walked to Lin Xuan, and asked weakly.

"Unparalleled City."

"...After so many years, has the public security in the city deteriorated to this point?"

Dugu Lian'er looked at the bloody corpses on the street and blinked, feeling a little confused.

"No, it was fine when we entered the city today."

"Is there an enemy coming in?"

"It doesn't feel like it."

Lin Xuan stretched out his right index finger and tapped lightly: "Let's find someone to ask."

The force of his finger shot through the air and landed on the lantern across the street.

The lantern shot up, exploded in the air more than ten meters, and turned into a point of light.

It looks extremely eye-catching in the night sky.

"Who!"

In a moment, the sound of horse hooves sounded, and nearly a hundred cavalry armed with spears appeared at both ends of the long street.

"Did you kill these people?"

Dugu Lian'er held the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and said angrily: "Why do you want to kill people?"

"Haha! Who are you, little sister? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"Girl, please don't use the Daguan Dao. If you hurt yourself, I will feel sorry for you."

The leader of the cavalry stared at Dugu Lian'er so hard that he was drooling.

"Little girl, Brother Luo is one of the best heroes in our Wushuang City. He has taken a liking to you, which is a blessing you earned in your previous life."

"That's right, why don't you throw away the sword quickly and let Brother Luo hug you and make sure you have food and drink without worries."

"Haha, the little girl should be gentler, but she is still holding the Daguan Dao. Do you think you are Guan Gong?"

"I guess it was pulled from the temple. It's funny to think that this thing can protect yourself."

All the cavalrymen stared at the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in Dugu Lian'er's hand and burst into laughter.

"Are you also from Wushuang City?"

Dugu Lian'er's face turned gloomy, and she looked at Lin Xuan hesitantly: "...Mr. Lin?"

"Leave the leader for questioning, and if you want to kill the others, just kill him."

"good!"

Dugu Lian'er said sweetly: "Thank you very much, Mr. Lin."

"You are bold and careful, but you dare to talk nonsense when you are about to die, and you will be killed without mercy! Huh? That's not right!"

The cavalry leader quickly changed his words: "Kill the man and send the woman to my room. I will personally torture and interrogate her carefully."

"yes!"

"no problem!"

The soldiers agreed with a bang, thrusting their spears forward like a forest of spears, charging towards Lin Xuan.

The next moment, a green sword dozens of meters long swept through the cavalry.

The waves of blood rolled, and a group of well-equipped cavalry seemed to be made of paper, and the men and horses were split into two.

In an instant, the streets were covered in blood.

A group of cavalrymen were cut off at the waist, letting out shrill screams, rolling and wailing in the street.

"Vulnerable."

Dugu Lian'er snorted softly, stretched out her hands to comb her hair, and stood leaning on the knife, like a Valkyrie.

"You, you..., this..., you, who are you?"

The cavalry leader was shocked and stammered.

He has also heard of a few female masters in the world.

But I have never heard of a female sword king who wields a large sword...

This style of painting is simply outrageous!

Um? This...what is this?

The cavalry leader's eyes lost focus, and his face showed an extremely painful expression.

This was Lin Xuan using the Nine Yin Soul Capture and Dao Heart Demon to forcibly pull the other party's memory and consciousness out of his mind.

The pain was no less than lingchi.

"So that's it."

Lin Xuan slowly retracted his fingers: "It's really not presentable."

The next moment, the cavalry leader fell off the horse without a word and died.

"What's going on?"

"Wushuang City Lord Dugu Yifang trapped the descendants of Hua En's lineage with a trick."

"Then he captured all the civilians in the city, intending to use these lives to threaten them, so as to get the 'Love of the City'."

Lin Xuan said indifferently: "These cavalrymen were ordered to patrol the city. If there was any resistance or attempt to escape, they would be killed on the spot."

"How can this be! For his own selfish interests, the dignified city lord actually slaughtered his own people wantonly?"

Dugu Lian'er's delicate body trembled slightly with anger, and a stern murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "If this is true, I would kill this unworthy descendant for Madam Wushuang."

"Now it's to the outside world, it's a bit outrageous for you to directly treat Madam Wushuang as a reincarnation of Madam Wushuang."

Lin Xuan said indifferently: "As an ancestor, it is only natural to clean up the door."

According to the plot of Fengyun, although Dugu Yifang is also a hero similar to Xiongba, he has been dead for more than ten years at this time.

Now this fake city lord is called the human face envoy, and he is the descendant of the demon lord.

But when Lin Xuan came here last time, he killed the god and made the Demon Lord sister change her job to become a reincarnationist...

So the plot of this part may still be affected by the butterfly effect.

Of course, Lin Xuan felt that there was no need to care about the details.

Regardless of whether this Dugu Yifang is real or fake, since he can do such a thing as massacring civilians, just kill him directly.

"Okay! I'll go and chop Dugu Yifang into meat paste!"

Dugu Lian'er waved the Qinglong Yanyue Sword and shouted.

"Don't worry, the people who died in the city are basically the people of the rivers and lakes who traveled from north to south. They all do things that are bloody and have no regrets."

"As for the civilians in Wushuang City, they are still quite honest. They are just being held by Dugu Fangyi."

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed: "There is a caravan in the inn in the west of the city. The president is the descendant of my old friend. Let's go and help her."

"Hey! No matter what era, the civilians are quite honest..."

Dugu Lian'er's face eased a little: "Then you are so leisurely, don't you worry about something happening over there?"

"It's just some soldiers from Wushuang City, not really any masters."

"In fact, your divine sense has covered the whole city, and you know that the man is fine..."

Dugu Lian'er was silent for a while, and said faintly.

"Huh? You actually have a brain."

Lin Xuan was a little surprised: "It's not easy."

"Huh! Don't even think about hiding it from me!"

Dugu Lian'er snorted lightly, sitting on the Qinglong Yanyue Sword like a witch riding a broom.

The blade flashed, and it flew towards the west of the city like lightning.

"... It's okay."

Although this version of the Qinglong Yanyue Sword can indeed be used in this way.

You can even ride it to play Quidditch.

But this style is still a bit strange.

***

West City Inn

"The Overlord lifts the tripod with great strength!"

With a clear shout, the beautiful female president swung a long iron spear and led the way to meet the soldiers swarming in.

The spear shook suddenly and turned into a black dragon, roaring.

The armor was flat, and the sound of broken tendons and bones continued to sound.

Soon it became quiet again.

In less than a cup of tea, more than a dozen Wushuang soldiers who rushed into the yard were all killed.

"President, be careful!"

The old housekeeper was watching from the side and said in a panic.

"Although Dugu Yifang is a martial arts master, he seems to be too busy right now. I don't take these scoundrels seriously."

The female president frowned slightly and stood at the gate with a gun: "Don't take any of your belongings. Everyone who is not injured should take up their weapons and follow me to break through."

"Yes!"

It seems that this female president has a lot of prestige. The guards and merchants quickly agreed and drew their swords.

"Hahaha! Interesting! I didn't expect that there would be such a master in a mere caravan. Even I was wrong!"

"Could it be that Daddy's casual talk really attracted the wild dogs of the Tianxiahui?"

On the long street, a young man in brocade robe sneered: "Get on the crossbow cart and shoot! No matter the cost, kill without mercy!"

"Yes, young master!"

"I'll obey your order!"

In the dark night, there were echoes.

The next moment, thousands of crossbow arrows made a sharp whistling sound, cutting through the night sky.

Clusters of arrows rained down from the sky, like overwhelming raindrops, shooting towards the inn's courtyard.

"Oh no! Everyone, get in the house!"

The female president looked at the dense rain of arrows, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

The crossbow arrows were extremely powerful, and the wooden building of the inn would be torn into pieces in an instant.

Since the other party came prepared, the caravan was doomed to face annihilation.

Even with her martial arts, she might not be able to escape unscathed.

Thinking of this, the female president tightly grasped the iron spear in her hand, with a hint of determination in her eyes.

"Cut!"

Just as the girl burst out of blood, a crisp and indifferent female voice sounded in the night sky.

The stern sword intent cut through the sky, gathered from all directions, and turned into a huge sword net.

The dense rain of arrows exploded and was cut into pieces the moment it hit the sword net.

All the arrows were chopped off, and the sword light suddenly turned and appeared on the long street.

Sand and rocks flew, and heads rolled.

Hundreds of cavalrymen and archers gathered on the street, and their heads and bodies were torn apart.

"Who is this person? How dare you!"

Dugu Ming was furious, and he flew into the air and kicked Dugu Lian'er with a dragon-subduing kick.

"Your ancestors!"

Dugu Lian'er's face sank, and the Qinglong Yanyue Sword fell again.

With a flash of blood, Dugu Ming's head flew up and was caught by Dugu Lian'er.

"The young master is dead! Killed by the female devil!"

"What should we do? If the young master dies, we will be buried with him!"

"It's over, run for your life!"

"Xiongba is coming!"

"The city lord is dead, Wushuang City is over!"

The Wushuang soldiers around were frightened and fled in panic.

Soon, all the Wushuang soldiers in the city were in chaos, crying and running away.

"A bunch of trash."

Dugu Lian'er became more and more angry, threw Dugu Ming's head on the ground, held up the Qinglong Yanyue Sword upside down, and said disdainfully.

Although, she did not regard herself as Wushuang Madam.

But after all, she had the memory and inheritance of Wushuang Madam.

Seeing that Wushuang City was so trash now, she felt a little unhappy.

"..."

The merchants who escaped death gathered together, looking at the heroic Dugu Lian'er, and were shocked.

Although most of them had mediocre martial arts and average eyesight.

But no matter how poor their eyesight was, they could see that this peerless woman in front of them had just easily killed hundreds of Wushuang elites with one sword.

Facing this legendary peerless master, they did not dare to take it lightly.

After all, they did not know what kind of temperament this master had.

If they said something wrong, this master would also hit them with a sword...

Then it would be a disaster!

"Junior Tang Lingyun, thank you for your help!"

The female president put down the big iron spear neatly, walked a few steps to Dugu Lian'er, and bowed.

Although it is said that we should be on guard against others.

But with the opponent's martial arts, even if she uses her family's spear skills with all her strength, she will definitely lose.

In this case, it is better to be generous.

"This girl is still young, so don't call me senior."

Dugu Lian'er smiled sweetly: "My lord said that you are his old friend, so we are all family members, no need to be polite!"

"Lord?"

Tang Lingyun had never heard of such a retro title. She was stunned for a moment and said in a daze: "May I ask the senior lord's name?"

"This Dugu girl has always been a playboy and does things in a wild way. Don't worry about it."

The breeze blew, and Lin Xuan appeared. He sent a helpless message to Dugu Lian'er: "You are Mrs. Wushuang now, you should at least consider your identity. Don't talk nonsense."

"I thought about it and saved The grace of life must be repaid, otherwise it will affect my state of mind and lead to impure sword intention. "

"Since you don't like other things, I can only serve you as my master, just like Zhuge Liang treated Liu Bei back then."

Dugu Lian'er raised her chin slightly and replied through telepathy: "If you feel that the master is awkward, I can call you master."

"Impure sword intention? This is a good reason..."

Lin Xuan was speechless: "Master sounds more awkward, so let's call him master, which is also a legacy of the ancients."

"Okay! It's a deal! It's like this from now on."

Dugu Lian'er seemed a little proud, with a smile on her lips.

"So it's Miss Dugu..., huh?"

Tang Lingyun's beautiful face suddenly showed surprise, and she bowed to Lin Xuan: "I am Tang Lingyun, and I am honored to meet Lin Zexian!"

"I didn't expect that the successor of the contemporary Overlord Spear is a woman."

Lin Xuan smiled slightly: "Have you seen my portrait?"

"Yes! My great-grandfather, Bo Hu, spent several months painting a portrait of Lin Zexian, which is a family heirloom of my Tang family."

"When I was a child, I often heard my great-grandfather talk about the deeds of Senior Lin and Qing Jianxian."

Tang Lingyun said softly: "I didn't expect that a hundred years later, Senior Lin is still as elegant as before, just like a person in a painting."

"Bo Hu is a national master of painting, and I can't catch up with him."

Lin Xuan nodded: "Is Bo Hu okay now?"

Before on the official road, Lin Xuan only felt the breath of this girl, and did not peek at her appearance.

Now look at the girl in front of me, her eyebrows and eyes are like a mixture of Tang Bohu and Qiuxiang, gentle and heroic.

"Reply to Lin Zexian, my great-grandfather passed away ten years ago."

Tang Lingyun straightened his body: "My great-grandfather told me that when the senior returns, it will be the day when the people of China will face the disaster. My Tang family is willing to follow the senior until death! My family has worked hard to run the Chamber of Commerce, so that we can be more prepared when the disaster comes."

"Bohu is thoughtful, and you have done a good job."

Lin Xuan sighed softly and nodded: "There are still some variables tonight. Let's solve the things outside the city and then talk."

"Yes!"