The next morning, Lin Feilu went to Lu's house to watch the fun.

This Lu family is also a martial arts family that has been passed down for a long time. It has been standing in the world for many years and has a high reputation. Otherwise, Jimowu would not have entrusted the sword score to them back then.

However, the head of the Lu family who entrusted his last words to pass away, and the hearts of the people are unpredictable. It is natural for humans to have peerless sword skills and have a strange intention.

Since the news leaked, the Lu family knew that something was wrong. Every man was innocent and was guilty of possessing a treasure. All walks of life in the world had been staring at them because of Jimo's sword technique, but they were restrained by all parties, so they did not fight for it. Now that such a thing happened, the sword note would definitely not be able to keep it.

For some time, they have been looking for a reasonable solution to this matter.

Early in the morning, the martial arts training ground outside the Lu family was full of people.

Lin Feilu came early and had already occupied a good position with a broad vision. She took out half of the melon seeds and distributed them to Yanxin, and asked while knocking: "What do you think the Lu family should do this time to calm the public's anger?"

Yan Xin replied: "The sword note must be handed over."

Lin Feilu asked again: "Who should I leave it to?"

Yan Xin glanced at the crowded crowds around: "This is what everyone is here today."

How many people are really angry because the Lu family violated the last words of the Jimo hero?

But I just want to take that peerless sword score for myself.

Lin Feilu recalled the chivalrous Jimo hero who Yan Xin described yesterday in a few words, and couldn't help but sigh. After sighing, she saw that Yan Xin was still holding the melon seeds and didn't knock them down, so she asked, "Sister Yan Xin, don't you like eating melon seeds?"

Yanxin said: "What I like is just..."

She was not embarrassed to eat in public, she had no psychological burden when she ate marshmallows on the street last night. But the sound of eating melon seeds was too loud, and everyone was a martial artist present, with extraordinary ears. Lin Feilu was knocking next to her just now, which attracted several angry eyes.

Is it appropriate for you to eat melon seeds with peace of mind in such a serious occasion?!

It’s okay if Lin Feilu is not a person in the world, but as a person on the hero list, she still needs to restrain herself.

Lin Feilu nodded and understood her hero's burden: "Then I'll take it. If you want to fight with someone later, you can't sprinkle melon seeds as hidden weapons."

Yan Xin was amused by her and was about to return it to her, Lin Ting, next to her, reached out to her and said warmly: "Give it to me."

Yan Xin thought he wanted to knock, but without thinking too much, she put all the melon seeds in her hand into his palm.

His fingers were long and his fingers were fair. He looked like he was not a hand that was dancing with a sword or a gun. But his palms were bigger than her. When she held the seeds full of her hands and placed them in his hand, she looked only a small handful.

Lin Feilu was very curious about this world, so Yan Xin pointed out the masters she knew to her one by one.

After a while, Yan Xin's cuff was suddenly pulled gently.

She turned her head and saw Lin Ting handing over the peeled melon seeds wrapped in a clean blue handkerchief.

The plump and crispy jade melon seeds lay on the handkerchief in his palm, and the four corners of the handkerchief drooped and fluttered slightly with the wind.

He said warmly: "Eat."

The spring sunshine has just emerged from the clouds, and there seems to be a clear sky in his eyes, clear and warm.

Yan Xin began to feel her ears getting hot again, so she took them silently, looked at his finger and said, "Thank you."

Lin Ting smiled and said, "You're welcome."

The sun gradually enveloped this crowded martial arts training ground. After standing for a long time, many people felt irritable and gradually became restless around them.

Just when Lin Feilu thought the fight was about to begin, the closed door of the Lu family suddenly opened.

A middle-aged man with a swallow's chin and a tiger's beard came out.

Yan Xin turned her head and whispered: "This is the current head of the Lu family."

As soon as the head of the Lu family appeared, the surroundings were immediately angry, and everyone scolded the Lu family for being treacherous and despicable.

The head of the Lu family did not retaliate and let them scold them. His eyes swept over the people present. When the voice gradually became weaker, he spoke: "Everyone, Lu knows what you are gathering together today. This matter is indeed Lu's incompetence and has failed the trust of the Jimo hero. Lu feels deeply ashamed and has punished the dog son severely. But you should also know that the dog son has only learned the first move of Jimo Sword Technique and will never use this move in this life. Today, Lu will pass the Jimo Sword Technique in front of everyone and hand it over to others."

There was a sudden rush below.

The Lu family is so refreshing that the words everyone prepared before are useless.

But since the Lu family said they wanted to hand over it, those who were determined to win the Jimo Sword Technique immediately stood up.

They are all famous and well-known factions in the world. Everyone thinks they are the best candidates to take over Jimo's swordsmanship again. Some talk about the long story, and some say they want to compete for martial arts to win or lose. The scene was very chaotic for a while.

Lin Feilu looked at it and suddenly felt that it was meaningless.

What is the difference between this and fighting for the throne?

They are all obsessed with profit and fight for the only thing.

She turned to see Lin Ting. She didn't know if it was because of the sunlight. His face looked a little pale, his thick eyelashes were folded down, and he looked down.

Yan Xin stood between them and found Lin Feilu's worried gaze, so she turned to look at Lin Ting.

He seemed to be distracted, always frowning gently with gentle eyebrows and eyes, and no longer had the smile of the past.

Yan Xin suddenly wanted to reach out to help him brush his eyebrows.

She pinched her fingers and leaned over to ask intimately: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

After a while, Lin Ting realized that she was talking to her and curled her lips and smiled: "No problem, I just feel a little noisy."

His face and lips were pale, and it didn't look great.

Yan Xin's eyebrows and eyes were straight.

She turned around, snatched her right hand back, pulled out the wide knife behind her, and threw it forward with expressionless expression.

Across such a long distance, the wide knife broke through the wind, like a sharp arrow, penetrated into the door behind the Lu family head with a whirlwind.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and the two masters who were arguing about the argument also looked over in surprise.

Everyone knows the thousand blades and wide swords, and everyone knows the heart of the martial arts inkstone.

The audience focused their eyes, and Lin Feilu, who was eating melon seeds, quietly put down his hand.

What are you doing, heroine?! You don’t have to be so blatant if you want to grab the sword guide!

Someone couldn't help but ask, "Miss Yanxin, what does this mean?"

Yanxin said, "You are so noisy."

She looked at the head of the Lu family, and her voice was calm with a girlish voice: "Since the head of the Lu family has made a decision, why bother watching all the seniors fight? Why not just tell me the candidate you plan to deliver."

After hearing what she said, the eyes of the scene moved to the head of the Lu family again.

Just now, when they heard that Jimo Sword Technique was about to change their masters, they couldn't wait to fight for it, but they couldn't notice the implication of the head of the Lu family. At this time, they were awakened by Yanxin and looked at the head of the Lu family uneasy.

But when the head of the Lu family smiled, he hugged Yanxin from afar.

Then he said loudly: "The Lu family has been burdened with the will of the Jimo hero for many years and has been entrusted with it. Today, under the witness of the entire world, he handed over the Jimo sword score to the Jiliang hero. From now on, the Lu family and the Jimo sword score will have no connection."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Ji Liang?!

He is not dead? He is not in seclusion?

Lin Feilu was so shocked by this twist that she fell off her seeds.

The door behind the head of the Lu family slowly opened, and a tall, thin and deserted figure walked out.

When he walked to the door, he pulled down the wide knife inserted into the door effortlessly, and then threw it away.

Kuandao returned to Yanxin's hand again.

Yan Xin bowed his fists to him, "Thank you, Senior Ji."

As soon as Ji Liang appeared, the major families and sects that were still fighting for the destination of the sword score were all deserted.

The world's number one swordsman is not a false reputation. There are countless people who have been defeated on Cangsong Mountain. Ji Liang, the world's number one name, was not given by Jianghu, but by him with one sword at a time.

In front of everyone, the head of the Lu family took out a sword book from his arms and handed it respectfully to Ji Liang.

Ji Liang took it casually and stuffed it into his arms.

No one dared to steal things from Ji Liang's hand, but the sword technique was too tempting. Several major families of the past sect gave each other a wink, and someone stood up and said, "We have always admired Ji Daxia's style, but this sword score was entrusted by Jimo's hero at the end of his life. Even the Lu family has no right to transfer it at will. It is probably inappropriate to hand it over to Ji Daxia like this?"

The surroundings suddenly agreed.

However, some people who really want to give an explanation and care about the hero's will agree: "Senior Ji's swordsmanship is superb and has become a school of his own. Now that his martial arts have reached the level of perfection, he is the most unlikely person in the world to practice Jimo swordsmanship. It is indeed a good idea to leave it to him for safekeeping."

The two factions had their own opinions and had something to say, and the argument broke out again on the scene.

Until Ji Liang threw out several blood-stained tokens with a casual move.

Everyone looked closely and found that it was the token of the masters of the Thirteen Villages of Chixiao.

The head of the Lu family then said excitedly: "The last words of Jimo Hero, whoever destroys the sword score of Chixiao Thirteen Villages will be the one who belongs to him. A few days ago, Ji Daxia took the life of the leader of the Five Villages by his own strength, which was considered to be half of it! Now the sword score must change hands. Apart from Ji Daxia, who is more qualified than him!"

Your famous and upright faction encircled and suppressed Thirteen Villages several times over the years, and they killed kittens and dogs, and they didn't even hurt a hair from the village leader.

Now that Ji Liang killed the five major village leaders with just one person, what qualifications do you have to compete with others?!

Those who came for the sword book looked at these tokens and looked at Ji Liang's cold face, and they all knew that there was no hope for this matter.

Those who had evil intentions had no courage to steal things from Ji Liang and all stopped thinking about it.

The matter that I thought would take a few days and nights to solve was perfectly solved in less than a morning. Many people present felt that they were in a fog.

However, Ji Liang's appearance broke the previous rumors.
To be continued...