Chapter 51 Martial Uncle And Servant

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Lin Xiaocao didn't go far after coming downstairs. The neighborhood that Lin Shuimo had chosen was quite impressive. A few steps downstairs was a fitness area. The equipment was very new and not old. However, at this time of night, not many people would patronize this area. He casually pulled a hundred horizontal bars. In the end, he simply sat on it, lit a cigarette, and was dumbfounded.

Actually, he did not like cloudy days, especially the dark night. It was oppressive and cold, but it could make people more sober.

Wake up.

This was the emotion that Lin Xiaocao needed the most to think about.

Chen Qingyu's transformation was very reasonable. But again, It was also exceptionally abrupt, At least for Lin Xiaocao , Chen Qingyu was not a woman that he had abandoned after playing once in the past. It was purely to solve his physiological needs. Both sides were willing to have a one-night stand. After the passion, it would naturally disperse. No one would say that they were sorry. The most common thing in the Dark World was the people who had fallen madly due to depression and bloodshed.

However, Chen Qingyu was completely different from those people. From the beginning, their relationship was destined not to be a one-time fast food. Lin Xiaocao needed the strength of the Chen Clan. The Chen Clan also needed a war god who could bring out their peak combat strength to the limit. Both sides had their own needs, so they had a basis for cooperation. Marriage was the best choice.

Even if it was a marriage without a name.

It was very simple for him to accept Chen Qingyu, but what he had to worry about was how to deal with their relationship. Protecting Lin Shuimo was Lin Xiaocao 's identity, while being with Chen Qingyu was Lin Xuanyuan's identity.

Moreover, accepting Chen Qingyu was equivalent to accepting the Chen Clan.

Lin Xiaocao took out another cigarette and lit it. He took a deep breath and frowned.

No one knew his value better than him. His value was entirely due to his almost invincible and terrifying combat strength.

If he accepts the Chen family, What the Chen Clan needed him to do the most was, is to enter a special military system, Eventually, he entered the Divine Continent to take over the position of Imperial Guardian from Wang Tianxiong . After all, if he was only a martial artist, then no matter how terrifying it was, it would be limited. However, if he was an Imperial Guardian with more hidden power than a member of the lower ranking Policy Bureau, then it would be enough to guarantee the peak of the Chen Clan for decades to come.

Decades.

Can I live that long?

Lin Xiaocao smiled self-deprecatingly and muttered to himself, "How much is the glamorous reputation of a Battle God worth?"

In the night, a young man and woman appeared in Lin Xiaocao 's field of vision.

Under the faint white streetlight, Lin Xiaocao could only vaguely notice that it was a white youth. She was tall and tall, with blonde hair. The girl beside him was like an Asian girl.

The two of them had a clear goal and headed straight for the building where Lin Shuimo was.

Lin Xiaocao 's eyes were cold as he jumped off the horizontal bar.

In martial arts novels, the so-called "judging the weight of a person's footsteps" was enough to tell that the other party's martial arts were completely nonsense. However, in the eyes of a true expert, looking at a person's walking style, one could indeed see many interesting things.

Normal people walk, purely walking.

As for experts, every step they took was a defensive and ready-to-attack stance.

Just like Lin Xiaocao , every movement had fully adjusted the muscles and joints of her body, maintaining the best state of her body at all times without any intentions. After so many years, it had already become an instinct.

Lin Xiaocao was like this, as were the men and women who were about to walk to the entrance of the unit.

Although their movements weren't as natural as Lin Xiaocao 's, they were definitely rare experts.

It's sort of fun.

Lin Xiaocao sneered. Together, the two of them should be able to warm up with him.

As soon as his body moved, the Asian girl over there had already unintentionally seen his figure.

The girl stopped abruptly, as if she had carefully observed Lin Xiaocao . Then, she tugged at the white man's clothes beside her, pointed at Lin Xiaocao , and whispered, "Senior Brother, there he is."

The white youth was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Lin Xiaocao , who had a gloomy and playful look in his eyes.

In the night, the white youth's heart twitched. He subconsciously turned his head, and his direction of advancement changed slightly. He walked towards Lin Xiaocao with his companions.

Lin Xiaocao stopped and stood there expressionlessly.

"Is that Lin Xiaocao ?"

The two of them slightly quickened their pace and stopped in front of Lin Xiaocao . The white youth smiled brightly, but he spoke fluent and standard Chinese.

The two sides were about 70 centimeters apart, neither distant nor too close.

"It's me."

Lin Xiaocao nodded slightly and glanced at the girl beside the young man. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.

A tall and plump mixed-race girl about eighteen or nineteen years old. Her beautiful face had already lost more than half of its green color. Her black hair curled up slightly, and her charming blue eyes were staring at Lin Xiaocao without blinking.

"Your Highness the War God?"

The white youth took a deep breath. His emotions were obviously excited, and his tone was slightly trembling.

"I'm Lin Xuanyuan."

Lin Xiaocao hesitated for a moment and said indifferently.

"Your Highness the War God!"

Although there was already a guess in their hearts, the couple who received the exact news were still a little mad with excitement. It was as if a fanatical star-chaser had suddenly met his idol one day, and the mixed-race beauty beside the white youth almost pounced over.

Lin Xiaocao 's eyebrows twitched as he said coldly, "Who are you?"

"Your Highness, my name is Yang Guang. This is my junior sister Yang Yingxue . Yang Mo, the sword saint of the killer world, is my master, Yingxue's father."

Yang Guang said excitedly. A young man with a calm temperament was speaking with a trembling voice. He took a deep breath and took a step back. He bowed slightly and respectfully said, "Greetings, Martial Uncle."

Yang Yingxue did not retreat. Instead, she stood where she was. She looked at Lin Xiaocao infatuatedly and muttered, "Martial Uncle, you're so handsome."

"..."

Lin Xiaocao , who had become Martial Uncle for no reason, rubbed his nose and smiled softly, "This flattery is not bad. You are also quite beautiful. Three years ago, your father showed me your picture. It's not much different from now, but it's a bit more mature than the picture."

"It's the truth, okay?"

Yang Yingxue rolled her eyes.

"Is your daddy alright? Cultivating in Sweden is not bad. Many of the top experts in the killer world were trampled by the new top rookies in the end. It's very cruel. It's rare to have a respectable retirement."

Lin Xiaocao said softly, His entire body gradually relaxed. He didn't doubt the other party's identity, First, I saw the photos before, The second was that he knew that the War God and the Sword Saint had a personal relationship, There weren't many of them. In the three years after the War God Stab Emperor, countless people were searching for him, but there was no news. Lin Xiaocao didn't have many so-called friends in the killer world. Sword Saint Yang was one of them, but he had very little contact these three years. Therefore, there was no possibility that anyone would come near him pretending to be the daughter of the Sword Saint.

"Fortunately, my father saved up a large sum of money and bought a manor in Sweden. Uncle, if you have time, you can go and be a guest. My mother's cooking skills are very good."

Yang Yingxue said excitedly. After hesitating for a moment, she took a step forward and stood beside Lin Xiaocao . Seeing that he had no reaction, she suddenly relaxed.

"Alright."

Lin Xiaocao smiled and nodded. Looking at the respectful and admiring sunshine in front of him, he smiled and said, "I remember that Yang Guang, known as the Little Sword Saint, ranked 69th on the killer list. Three years ago, he encountered Jiro Toyota, ranked 30th on the killer list. He successfully killed the target he was protecting. He retreated completely and became famous in one battle, right?"

"That's right. Martial Uncle has a good memory."

Yang Guang became even more respectful. He stood honestly in front of Lin Xiaocao , who was two years younger than him, like a child facing a parent.

"Yang Mo told you to look for me? What does he have to say? Could it be that he's planning to return to his roots and return to China recently? Isn't it a little early?"

Lin Xiaocao asked casually and handed Yang Guang a cigarette.

Yang Guang took the cigarette with both his hands trembling and put it in his ear. "Master only asked me and Junior Sister to come find Martial Uncle to do something. It would be good to help him a little."

"Do me a favor?"

Lin Xiaocao was noncommittal and his attitude was vague.

Yang Guang took a deep breath and looked at Lin Xiaocao . He bent down again and bowed deeply. This time, he did not call him Martial Uncle. Instead, he said respectfully, "If Your Highness does not dislike it, I am willing to be your most loyal servant."