Daming I am Jin Yiwei

Old man Zhou left with a smile in the past few years.

From then on, the whole fishing village became strange in the eyes of the young man.

The young man returned to Luozhou Mansion, returned to his main hall, sat on the chair, held the sword, and quietly comprehended the sword.

In the future, perhaps one day, he will wake up.

……

In the wild world, war is raging.

In the beginning, the powerful human beings disobeyed the jurisdiction of the government court and overthrew many government governments.

It didn't take long to usher in the era when the city was governed by the martial arts sect.

At this moment, ordinary people with great power realize how wrong their choices were.

Because for the martial arts sect, the people within their jurisdiction are their resources and their property.

If it is kinder, it is okay to say that the people's livelihood in the responsible area may be better.

However, if it is a sect such as magic, it is not necessarily the case.

Every now and then a baby goes missing.

People will die at every turn.

Every now and then there is a plague.

These have become commonplace.

If any family is weaker, there may even be events of being divided and expelled by the neighbors around them.

Kindness is completely wiped out here.

The viciousness is infinitely magnified here.

Jintai City under Luan Mozong's jurisdiction is such an area.

This is a demonic sect that pursues the strategy of the strong preying on the weak.

I don't know when, a young man came here, like many young people who wandered the rivers and lakes, walking around the world with a sword.

The sword was obtained by working in the blacksmith's shop for a month in exchange for wages.

Actually built it myself.

Because the hands are raw, the sword looks like it has some dirt.

Luan Mozong had two disciples at the gate of the city, who received city fees every day.

"Hey, go to the city and pay!"

"No money."

"Leave that sword."

"No."

"Then don't go into town!"

"Do I still have a chance?"

"Get out! Don't make trouble here!"

Luan Mozong's disciple ignored the young man at all, and looked at an aunt pushing a unicycle.

"Are you selling these messy things again?"

"Pay!"

"You two young masters, you really have no money!"

Aunt begged bitterly.

"No money? Then what city to enter?"

Saying that, one of them pushed the wheelbarrow.

The clean goods on it fell to the ground in a blink of an eye.

It just rained last night and it was all dirty.

Obviously, even if you advance to the city, you can't sell it.

Auntie cried and wanted to howl.

However, Luan Mozong's disciple drew out his sword!

The aunt didn't dare to cry immediately.

Because, she saw the two of Luan Mozong's big heads rolling to the ground.

Rolled a few times in the mud, blood spilled all over the ground.

I don't know where the strength came from.

The aunt didn't care about the goods on the ground, she pulled up the wheelbarrow and ran away.

The people waiting in line around also dispersed and left, for fear that Luan Mozong's people would come out to cause trouble.

The young man glanced at the sword in his hand.

Sure enough, I couldn't make it myself, so I only chopped two people, and then I rolled my blade.

After thinking for a while, the young man picked up the two knives on the ground.

It is sharper than his sword.

For some reason, when he picked up the knife, he felt like he knew how to use it.

"Maybe, I need a better knife."

By the way, the young man searched the bodies of the two disciples of Luan Mozong, found the silver taels on their bodies, and strode into the city.

I have to say that there is still a lot of money for guarding the city gate to collect taxes, and there is a big bag of silver.

As for this Jintai city, it looks like a bustling commercial city.