"My friend, what's there to help?"

Lin Zong's thoughts were interrupted by a voice. He turned his head and found that the middle-aged man, the owner of the craftsman shop, was walking out. Seeing Lin Zong standing at the door of the craftsman shop, he asked in surprise.

"Oh, store owner, I'll ask you. Why is the 'He Pawnshop' opposite side so lively?" Lin Zong frowned slightly and looked across the street.

"Oh, it's not because of the newly rising genius Lin Zong. Others have left, but there are many enemies in Leyan City. Not to mention the Lin family, the Xu family, and even the Wei family have been offended by him. Do you see that the young master of the Wei family is clamoring for Lin Zong to put the "Izuyun Sword" there in the "He family pawnshop"?" The middle-aged man sighed a little.

Lin Zong's face was slightly dark and he said lightly: "I heard that this 'He family pawn shop' is the property of the He family. Isn't the Wei family afraid of the He family's revenge?"

"I might have been afraid before, but now it's different. I heard that the Lin family and Xu family put pressure on the He family at the same time. As long as the He family does not hurt the foundation of the He family, there is no need to be afraid of the He family's revenge. Besides, the Xu family is behind the Wei family. Today, I took advantage of Miss He Xiuyao's return home to make trouble. Even if I steal some things, the He family will not say anything."

"Miss He Xiuyao?"

"It's the second lady of the He family. Oh, many people call her Xiu'er."

"Is she here every day?"

"No, I didn't necessarily come here for a few months before. But these days have become strange. I'm here every day, as if I'm waiting for someone. If there was no urgent matter today, I wouldn't go back to He's house."

The middle-aged man chattered like a conversation.

Lin Zong suddenly fell silent. The middle-aged man found that Lin Zong had been standing without any pain and stopped saying: "Hey. Are you here to inquire about the situation or buy things? I can't chat with you!"

"I'm not here to buy things, I'm here to get things." Lin Zong handed the token given by Mu Lao Zhang to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then changed into a laugh: "Who am I supposed to be? It turns out to be my nephew? Alas, this Mu Lao Zhang is really, my son is so young, I was shocked if I didn't say it in advance. I said Xiao Mu, come, come, uncle will accompany you to get things in person..." The middle-aged man hugged the shocked Lin Zong, pulled him in without saying anything, and then took Lin Zong inside.

The two of them came to a house. The middle-aged man pointed to a big sack on the ground and said, "Xiao Mu, all the goods your father wants are there, there are two thousand flying knives in total. Do you want to click a little?"

Lin Zong Nianli looked around in the sack and nodded slowly, "No need. The skill in your hands is very good. Not only is it pure, it seems that the top-quality black iron is added, which is much sharper than ordinary weapons."

"Hahahaha. It's a bonus. It seems that your father told you. But in our circle, your father beat him the best. This time he asked me to make weapons for him, and I, Lao Zhu, was flattered!" The middle-aged man smiled and patted Lin Zong on the shoulder, looking intimate. Suddenly, he saw Lin Xia'er, who was wrapped in his head and feet on Lin Zong's back, "He seems to be breathing very weakly. I'm sick? Don't worry, my uncle, I'm the peak warrior of the acquired world. Come and let me take my pulse. Alas, what I said is true."

Lin Zong avoided the powerful hands of the middle-aged man, walked over, and reached out to carry the sack. The middle-aged man was shocked and hurriedly said, "It's too heavy, I'll find two people to help you. Uh, Xuan-level warrior!"

Just as he was about to call someone, the middle-aged man suddenly saw a flash of light in Lin Zong's hand, and the sack of hundreds of pounds was easily lifted up. He suddenly stiffened and was stunned. Then, his eyes at Lin Zong completely changed. His straight back could not help but bend slightly, and he stood in front of Lin Zong with his body bowed.

"Remember, I am not Lao Mu's son." Lin Zong said lightly, then held up the sack with one hand and came out of the craftsman's awe-inspiring gaze.

Turning out the door, put the sack into the Yinlong Jade Plaque space when no one noticed it. He stood quietly for a while, turned around and walked into the He family pawnshop.

"What, you said you won't sell it?"

The crowd pointed and pointed. Next to the counter, a fat young man with gauze on his head stood proudly next to the counter, following a young waiter who was scrambling to pull a long sword.

"This is what our lady said. Unless the hero Lin Zong comes, it is not allowed to sell it!" The young waiter looked at the fat boy without fear.

"Hehe. Do you know who I am?" The fat boy seemed to be in a hurry to take action, shook his head and said, "Remember, the first brother of Leyan City with a handsome and elegant face is me - Brother Wei! The young master of the Wei family, the cousin of Xu Feng, a genius in the Xu family! I told you in a decent manner that I just wanted to save you boy!"

The passers-by were in an uproar. The young waiter said in great contempt: "I know you, and I also know how the wound on your face came from. What kind of Viagra and Xu Feng are better than the flying knife of the hero Lin Zong. Tell you that you want to vent your anger with the sword of the hero Lin Zong, but there is no way!"

The people in the crowd suddenly realized. When they talked about Lin Zong's name, they also showed a hint of envy and awe. They pointed at the fat boy and showed contempt.

"It turns out that he wanted to take revenge from the Flying Blade. It's really. Hero Lin Zong has left, so he stood up and found someone's weapons to be discouraged!"

"That's right, maybe the hero Lin Zong will come back again after he finds out, flatten their Wei Mansion, and make a big fuss in the Xu Mansion again!"

"I think the Flying Blade will be disdainful. He is a person who is included in the list of God's Imperial Competition. He is still a fifteen-year-old Xuan-level master. He is a genius who is ranked first in Feng'anguo Capital. How could he bother with villains like them?"

"Yeah, what you said is..."

The fat boy was so angry that his face turned pale. He asked a group of guards to drive out the noisy crowd. After snatching the sword, he stabbed the young waiter hard on the belly. "Aren't you going to help your lady protect this sword? Use your blood to refine it first!"

"Mr. Wei. You can't do this. Our lady will come soon. At that time, even the young master of the Wei family will not be able to escape from the crime!" The shopkeeper hurriedly ran out to plead, but he could not stop it. The waiters were so scared that they looked deserted and were so daring that they dared not step forward.

A stubbornness suddenly flashed across the young waiter's face. Regardless of the stabbing sword, he opened his mouth and bit the fat boy's hand holding the sword. "Give me the sword back!" A ferocity flashed across the fat boy's face, and he smiled and stabbed the young waiter's chest instead.

The young waiter was about to die. The shopkeeper and the other waiter exclaimed in surprise. But suddenly a cold snorted. A figure flashed in front of the fat boy.

Before everyone could see clearly, a scream suddenly slashed through the space and stinged everyone's eardrums. Then, the fat boy's body suddenly flew up, and a series of foot shadows fell on him, causing a dense sound of puffing sound.

The crowd who had been afraid of dispersed were stunned and ran over curiously. Then they saw a big round shadow flying out of the store.

A group of guards hurriedly helped up the reunion thing, and everyone realized that it was a person. The guards burst into tears. The young master's image had changed drastically and could no longer see his original appearance. He had completely become a thickened "toilet" where everyone could defecate.

"You, you, you, you are you, you are not already." This familiar scene made the fat boy feel in pain. He pointed to the pale young man who slowly stepped out of the pawn shop and opened his eyes wide in disbelief. Before he finished speaking, he fainted from the pain.

The crowd was talking, pointing at the pale young man and guessing who he was. How strong is it to be able to beat the young master of the Wei family into a pig among the guards with a person on his back.

The young waiter and the shopkeeper also ran out and thanked the pale young man.

The pale young man slowly stroked the sword in his hand, and a look of melancholy appeared in his eyes. With a gentle wave, a ray of light burst out, passing through the thighs of an attacking guard. The guards were shocked and picked up the fat boy and staggered away.

A mysterious master! The crowd finally got a big uproar.

A young mysterious-level powerful man appeared in Leyan City again!

The pale young man turned around and handed the "Izuyun Sword" to the young young man who was stunned there, and smiled: "You are very good, but you should give this sword to your ladies. Tell her to put it away as a souvenir, maybe Lin Zong won't come..."

Before everyone could come back to their senses, the pale young man turned around and slowly walked out of the crowd. The young waiter looked at Lin Zong's back and felt excited. He looked down on our waiter and talked to us. Thinking of it, he felt firm in his heart. In the future, he would be a strong man like the flying sword hero, like this hero. He would help the weak and no longer be bullied. When the young waiter became famous in the northwest countries more than ten years later, he learned that the legendary strong man Lin Zong was saved, so he admitted that he was Lin Zong's apprentice. He also added a good story to the legendary master Lin Zong.

"Wait!" Xiu'er, who had arrived, had only time to see the pale young man's back, and her whole body trembled and she couldn't help blurting out.

"Miss, what's the matter?" The pale young man shook slightly, turned around and said slowly.

"No, it's okay." Looking at the pale face, Xiu'er was stunned and stood there in disappointment. Xin'er, who ran from behind, looked at her sister's expression and pouted at the pale young man: "I'm early in the morning, I'm not sleeping at home, why are you going to wander around! Get out of here for Miss Benxin'er!"

The crowd was in a big uproar and looked at the little girl worriedly. They just beat a fat man up even more, but they could not pull you, a little girl, longer.

But he didn't expect that when the pale young man heard this, he turned around and walked away. No one noticed that he suddenly felt desolate while walking. He slowly disappeared at the end of the long road... The wind danced wildly, the dust beads covered, and the prodigal son was on the way to the end of the world.
Chapter completed!