Fantasy: I am in the desert, but the system lets me be the city lord

"grown ups?"

Seeing the expression on Zhou Lin's face, Luo Ning also looked strange.

Could it be that I said something wrong?

"It's not a chair."

Zhou Lin came to his senses, and there was nothing he couldn't say to Luo Ning.

As his first female...ah no...servant, Zhou Lin has a different kind of trust in her.

Of course, it is also possible to be caught in the stomach.

"It's not a chair, is it a table?"

Luo Ning was a little strange, and walked towards Zhou Lin.

Her idea is simple.

That is, look at how this table is used.

For example, sitting on the wooden board (toilet lid), facing the wooden box (cistern) behind, it seems, is that the same thing?
however.

Seeing her actions, Zhou Lin was startled.

"Don't come here!"

He exclaimed.

Lao Tzu has a million sword intents in his body.

Be careful to accidentally hurt you!

"what!?"

Luo Ning's red lips parted slightly, and she was slightly surprised.

But out of instinct.

She still stopped in her tracks, confused.

"grown ups?"

"I can't control the sword intent on my body now, I'm afraid I'll hurt you!"

Zhou Lin quickly explained.

He was also afraid of being misunderstood by Luo Ning.

"Sword intent? My lord, do you practice sword?"

Luo Ning opened her beautiful eyes, and disbelief appeared on her face.

"I didn't practice swords," Zhou Lin said helplessly, "I just saw a few paintings in the Sword Dao Pavilion, and then... comprehended the meaning of swords."

"Wow, your lord is amazing!"

Luo Ning simply missed the point.

I only heard Zhou Lin say that you can understand it just by looking at the painting!
Sword Pavilion, of course she knows!
Old Yan has been immersed in swordsmanship all his life, and he became the master of the swordsmanship pavilion.

only.

He felt that he could not fully see through the paintings inside, so he became a sweeping monk.

But my lord...

Did it happen?

No wonder Mr. Yan came to him in a hurry and said he was making tea for the adults!

and many more.

Could it be the Enlightenment lotus tea I brewed earlier that made the adults understand the key?

Thinking of this, a little pride appeared in Luo Ning's heart!

"My lord, you said that you have comprehended the way of the sword, so what kind of way of the sword is it?"

Women are very curious, Luo Ning took a step forward as she spoke.

Zhou Lin took a step back.

Can you please take care of your own safety?
Aren't you afraid that if you take another step forward, you will be torn apart by my sword intent?

"I am the Million Sword! So, now I have a million sword intents, and I have no way to control them!"

Zhou Lin's words made Luo Ning pause.

In the beautiful eyes, there is a look of shock!
"Hundred... million swords?"

"Yes, Million Sword!"

It was impossible for Zhou Lin to just listen to what Yan Zhengyang said.

main.

It was the last picture he saw by himself. After saying the number of millions, his spirit returned to his body.

With such confirmation, what doubts remain?
"My lord, you actually comprehended the Million Sword!"

Luo Ning finally came to her senses and screamed!

"Stop screaming, I'm worrying now, how to control the sword intent!"

Zhou Lin smiled bitterly, feeling that Luo Ning and himself were not on the same page.

"Master, why do you want to control?"

Luo Ning wondered, "Don't worry about these sword intents, can't you just do it?"

"Leave it alone?"

Zhou Lin scratched his head, feeling as if... there was something in his words!
"That's right, the sword intent is generated because of your swordsmanship. But if you don't have a sword in your heart, how can you have the sword intent?"

"Ok?"

Zhou Lin's eyes lit up.

"You mean, I don't want to think about the sword, so these sword intentions will naturally disappear?"

"Yes," Luo Ning stretched out her slender right hand, clasped it around her waist, and then pulled it suddenly!
Zhou Lin turned pale with shock, is he going to tear his clothes?

Why did the painting style suddenly change!

however.

A nephrite white light flashed.

At the same time, there was a swipe.

It turned out that it was a soft sword stuck around Luo Ning's waist!
Damn, I think too much!