The system is a broken bowl

Song Chen hurriedly entered Shuozhou City, and then he let go of his hanging heart.

"Old thief Huangfu! He actually paid to kill someone! I will make sure you walk away with nothing to eat!"

Song Chen gritted his teeth with hatred.

But, having said that, if you want to blame it, it's your own low cultivation level. Then isn't Chao Bao just a little shrimp in the middle stage of the Yellow Iron Realm? But he can easily kill himself.

When Song Chen came to Hongshengzhai, Zhong Man had already changed into a fancy dress and was getting ready to go out. "Brother Song, why don't you change your clothes? After all, we are rich people now."

Song Chen's clothes were the "uniforms" worn by the handyman disciples of the Shengwu Temple, and they were already fully patched.

Now that I have made up my mind to leave the Holy Martial Palace, there is nothing wrong with changing it.

"Then please, Brother Zhong, please help me get a new set of clothes for my little brother. Just one with better material, not too flashy."

Song Chen smiled.

Zhong Man immediately arranged for Xiao Shunzi to go shopping for clothes. Suddenly, he discovered the wound on Song Chen's shoulder.

"Brother, why are you injured?" Zhong Man asked with concern.

"That old thief Huangfurui actually hired someone to kill me! Forget it, we won't mention it today. Let's get the old guy's property first."

Song Chen snorted.

The original Song Chen had a somewhat cowardly personality. If something like this happened to him, he would most likely settle the matter.

Now, of course, blood for blood, tooth for tooth! Others want his life, how can he be merciful?

Xiao Shunzi not only bought clothes for Song Chen, but also hired two sedans for them.

When they arrived at the city lord's palace, they found that it was heavily guarded. In addition to dozens of fully armed palace soldiers, there were also several generals from the Earth Silver Realm.

Shuozhou is located on the border. As a high official in the border area, Ling Chengen is not only highly skilled, but also has a large number of troops.

So it's not surprising to see soldiers here, but it's puzzling to see a few generals from the Earth Silver Realm.

What does the Earth Silver Realm mean? In the army, they are all at the rank of captain. Even in the Holy Martial Hall, they can still serve as outer elders! Now he is on guard duty at the gate.

It seems that something big must have happened.

Ling Fu, the housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion, knew Song Chen and Zhong Man. Seeing them standing outside the door of the mansion at a loss, he hurriedly walked out.

"Fu Lao, what's going on?" Zhong Man asked in a low voice.

"Don't pry, you two. The city lord has told me that if you two come, you will follow me to the back hall. When he finishes his work, he will meet you."

After Ling Fu finished speaking, he led Song Chen and two others through the small door on the side and went straight to the back hall.

"How is Miss Ling?"

Song Chen asked.

Although he was very curious about the affairs of the City Lord's Mansion, he had no choice but to give up because he was not told.

"The lady is fine! She is waiting for you in the back hall."

Ling Fu didn't say much. After replying, he stopped talking.

When I came to the apse, I saw a girl watering the flowers in the courtyard.

Song Chen's eyes lit up, what a beautiful beauty!

The girl was wearing a purple dress with a light yellow ribbon tied around her waist, looking slim and graceful.

The hair is simply tied into a bun, which is both casual and flowing.

The extremely delicate facial features are integrated into her fair and melon-shaped face, which makes people marvel at the uncanny craftsmanship of the Creator, just like a finely carved work of art.

"Master Song is here! Come in and drink tea."

The girl's smile was as bright as a flower, and she quickly came forward to greet him.

"Miss?"

Song Chen knew that this beautiful girl must be Ling Zixuan, but the difference was too big!

"I'm Zixuan! What? Can't you recognize me?"

Ling Zixuan was still smiling. "That's true! The Zixuan Mr. Song saw last time was almost like a ghost!"

"I didn't expect Miss Zixuan to be so beautiful!"

Song Chen praised sincerely.

Compared with Liu Xufei, who calls himself a phoenix, Ling Zixuan is the real phoenix.

"Really? Mr. Song also thinks Zixuan is pretty?"

Ling Zixuan's pretty face was slightly red, but she was very generous, unlike those so-called ladies who put on airs. "For three years, I have been living as a human being and a ghost! If the young master hadn't saved me, I might have gone to another world to see my mother with a ghost appearance..."

The two of them were talking as if they had known each other for a long time.

Zhong Man, who was left standing alone, could neither stand nor sit. Coupled with the fancy clothes worn by a nouveau riche, he looked like a silly uncle visiting his mother-in-law's house for the first time.

During the conversation, Song Chen learned a big secret.

Ling Zixuan’s mother is actually Princess Bihua of the Dashun Empire! However, he died inexplicably ten years ago.

After the death of the princess, Ling Chengen gave up his position as consort and took his little Zixuan all the way to Shuozhou to serve as the governor, where he stayed for ten years.

"What happened in the City Lord's Mansion today? It looked like it was facing a formidable enemy."

Song Chen asked.

Originally, the housekeeper Ling Fu had warned them not to pry. But now, Ling Zixuan had told everything about Princess Bihua, so Song Chen still asked.

"I don't know very well. I only know that someone came secretly from the Imperial Capital. Those guards must be because my father doesn't want anyone to know the identity of the visitor."

Ling Zixuan told Song Chen what she knew.

It seems that the Ling family has a lot going on.

Ever since he found out that Ling Zixuan was implanted with Netherworld Ice Silkworm, Song Chen suspected that the Ling family must have a terrible enemy.

However, for Song Chen now, it was a matter of fighting between gods. As a quasi martial artist who was not even a yellow-level martial artist, it was better to stay away.

"Sir, are you here today to collect the bet you won?"

Ling Zixuan smiled and looked at Zhong Man, who was dressed in brocade clothes. "Don't worry! Father sent someone to recover it yesterday, and it's a lot of money!"

Song Chen's face turned red, and Zhong Man felt a little uncomfortable. It was indeed a bit embarrassing to be mentioned to a little girl in person.

They chatted for more than an hour, of course, mainly between Song Chen and Ling Zixuan.

Song Chen, who had memories of his past life, told Ling Zixuan many "new things" on the earth, which fascinated her. Even Zhong Man on the side listened with interest.

Time has passed, but Ling Chengen still hasn't been seen.

Song Chen, who had eaten and drank a lot, got up and went to the toilet.

He walked through a long corridor and came to the hut of the city lord's mansion.

"Damn! Compared with where I live, this hut is like heaven."

Song Chen muttered something and was about to take off his pants when he saw a middle-aged man wearing a python robe coming towards him.

This man has a fair face, no beard, and a huge aquiline nose, which is particularly eye-catching. The strange thing is that his eyebrows are all white, and he really looks like the legendary White-browed Eagle King.

Song Chen smiled and nodded, and then started to do his "business".

Suddenly, he felt like falling into an ice cellar, and he couldn't even move his hands to take off his pants.

"Boy, who are you? Why are you here?"

"White-browed Eagle King" stared, and his voice was both sharp and feminine.

"I...I...I am a friend of the city lord. I came...come...to get money."

Song Chen was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.

"Nonsense! Not even a fly can fly in here! Since you are dishonest, then stay in this 'paradise' forever!"

The white eyebrows of the "White-browed Eagle King" began to beat.

A strong feeling of suffocation came, and Song Chen quickly lost consciousness.