Seeing that the middle-aged man was so serious and was extremely afraid of Po Jun, who had never met before, the young man looked at each other and was a little unbelievable.

Because this middle-aged man is not a cat or a dog, but a contemporary master of Beichen Yidaoliu and the strongest swordsman in Fusang, who is the title of "Sword Saint", is Qianye Longjing.

There are three sword saints in the Fusang Sword Realm, namely the "Sword Saint of Power" Fujido Masato, the "Sword Saint of Skill" Chiba Ryui, and the "Sword Saint of Power" Momoi Heimasa. These three people represent the highest realm of Fusang Sword Realm.

Among them, Chiba Longjing's strength is higher than that of the other two.

Fujido Masato and Momoi Heimasato are both old and old. Although swordsmanship is becoming more and more refined, their physical strength is declining year by year. Only Chiba Ryui is in his prime, and both swordsmanship and physical strength are at their peak.

"Dad, can you defeat Pojun?" the young girl asked curiously.

Regarding the young girl's problem, Chiba Ryui pressed the Taidao with his hand and smiled faintly without saying a word. However, there was a calm demeanor between his eyebrows.

Seeing the appearance of Chiba Longjing, the young girl and the young man felt relieved.

The young man hesitated for a moment and whispered: "Master, why did you propose to hold a leading meeting with Your Excellency Taojing and Your Nagakura at this time? After all, Pojun has not been arrested yet, so it is easy to lose the population..."

The smile on the corner of Chiba Ryuke's mouth gradually disappeared, his eyes became sharp, he stared at the handsome face of the young man, and said coldly: "Zongwu, you disappointed me so much."

"Sorry, Master."

The young man was shocked, and his back instantly sweated coldly. He knelt down on his knees without hesitation, and gave Qianye Longjing a great gift, and did not dare to look up for a long time.

"Remember, we are Beichen Yidaoliu, Fusang's strongest sword sect, not those mice hiding in the dark. We don't have to consider their opinions on what we want to do, even if they die, it has nothing to do with us."

Qianye Longjing was not loud, but it sounded like a young man in the ears of the young man: "As long as this is beneficial to Beichen's sword flow, there is no need to hesitate, do you understand?"

The young man bowed deeply: "Disciple understands."

The same moment.

In the suburbs of Tokyo, Hattoriya base camp.

Lin Chong spread his arms and lay lazily in the bathtub, allowing warm hot water to wrap his whole body, his eyes slightly closed, and his body remained motionless.

In his chest, there was a blood hole the size of a finger had begun to scab, but the surrounding flesh was rolling up, looking extremely scary. It was the masterpiece left by the sniper rifle bullet.

In addition, Lin Chong's body was covered with scars of all sizes, both deep and shallow, long and short, either knife and gunshot wounds, recording the countless battles and fights that Lin Chong had experienced along the way.

The scar is a man's medal, and Lin Chong is already full of honor.

At this time, Lin Chong seemed to be leisurely on the outside, but his vigilance did not decrease at all. He felt that he was fully relaxed, and any movement within a radius of ten meters was under his control.

"Click."

With a light sound, the bathroom door quietly opened, and then a petite figure walked in.

The figure was wearing a black and white maid outfit, less than 1.6 meters tall, with big eyes and watery eyes, and a cute little face white and red. It was Yukino who was sent by Hattori to serve Lin Chong.

After entering the bathroom, Yukino gently closed the door, looked at Lin Chong who was soaking in the bathtub, stood there and hesitated for a while before he mustering up the courage to take off his clothes.

Accompanied by the "rustling" friction, Yukino quickly took off the maid's outfit on her body, revealing a beautiful body like white jade with mutton fat.

Although she is petite, her figure is very well-known. Her snow-white neck, plump breasts, slender waist and round and perky buttocks form a very impactful picture that can make any man burn his body with fire and his beast's blood boil.

During the process of taking off his clothes, Yukino's face and ears turned red without realizing it, her two slender white thighs were tightly closed, and her body shook.

"What are you doing?"

Just then, a calm man's voice came into Yukino's ears.

The speaker was Lin Chong. Although he closed his eyes and did not look back, he still knew what happened behind him.

"Ge...Your Excellency, I...I'll serve you to take a bath."

Hearing Lin Chong's voice, Yukino's body shook, goose bumps appeared on the surface of her skin, her hands subconsciously blocked her lower abdomen, and her two jade legs rubbed against each other.

With this action, the plumpness on her chest became even more seductive, and she squeezed out two deep ravines.

"Is this how Hattori's hospitality? I'm really flattered."

Lin Chong raised his eyebrows, his tone as plain as water, and it was difficult to tell the difference between joy and anger.

Yukino didn't understand what Lin Chong meant. She was just a maid and was not as good as Hattori Izuki who could observe words and expressions and understand people's hearts.

However, Lin Chong's cold attitude relieved Yukino's nervous mood slightly, and he said carefully: "Your Excellency, do you need me to help you wipe your back?"

After saying that, before Lin Chong could answer, Yukino picked up a white towel from the shelf next to him, walked behind Lin Chong gently, and sat down on a small stool with legs.

A strong masculinity came to her face, and her little face turned red again.

Lin Chong's body proportions are perfect, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and an inverted triangle on his back. Every muscle is full of strength. He is like a leopard. He is strong but not without losing his symmetry, which has a strong attraction to women.

Although Yukino often serves Hattori Izuki to take a bath, it is the first time he has had such close contact with a man. He suddenly feels blushing and has no idea where to put his hands and feet.

Just as she suppressed her shame and was about to rub her back hard, the latter's voice sounded again: "No need, you go out."

“For… why?”

Yukino's movements stopped, his little face turned pale in an instant, without any blood. He grabbed the towel with both hands tightly, and Qiqiai Ai said, "You... are you not satisfied with me?"

"No, just not used to being served."

Lin Chong's eyes were still closed, his tone was fluctuating.

"I have good skills and often help His Highness Bingyue wipe the back, and I have never been touched by any man."

Yukino flattened her mouth, tears rolling in her eyes, as if she was about to cry: "If you don't let me serve, your highness will definitely scold me."

When she said this, her face was full of grievance, and her expression was so heartbroken that I felt pity for her, which was enough to turn Bailian Teng into soft fingers.

"Don't worry, I'll tell her you served well."
Chapter completed!