Jiao Fu was stunned, but still had a fierce spirit, "What's so scary? At worst, I can't just turn my head and leave. He was a blacksmith. Even if he became a son-in-law of the Fan Mansion, he could still chase me out of Beicang Mansion and cause trouble for me,"

"Besides, there is only an old guy in the Fan family that makes me afraid. When he dies of old age, why can I stand by me? Maybe I can also find a lady from a family to include it in the room, every day and night..."

Jiao Fu, who was speaking vigorously, suddenly stopped talking and looked outside the hall.

After several breaths, with a creaking sound, the carved wooden door was gently pushed open. Yue Lin, wearing a white training suit, walked in slowly with his hands behind his back, followed by Fan Zimo and Bai Qi.

"Zi Mo, is this the warrior you let me see with your own eyes?" Yue Lin glanced at the four people in the hall and walked straight towards the main seat in the middle. "If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you don't have to tell me anymore, just go down the mountain."

Fan Zimo's face turned red and replied softly.

Jiao Fu put away the sitting position of the big golden sword, stood up slowly, and faced Yue Lin.

"You are the owner of Lianfeng Villa? If you want me to stay, it will not work without a few tricks. However, if you invite me to be a guest, serve me well, and then give enough money to my brothers, I don't mind keeping your villa safe for a year."

"Oh?" Yue Lin stopped and turned his head to look at Jiao Fu. "How much money do you want?"

The old man sitting in the main seat, Mo Lian and the gloomy man were all focused and held their breath, quietly watching the conversation between Jiao Fu and Yue Lin.

Jiao Fu is the leader of a group of desperate people hundreds of miles away. He has reached the level of invulnerability in his practice, and has a powerful magic sword technique. In addition, a group of subordinates who come and go like the wind and kill people, he is famous under the innate master, and ordinary warriors dare not be enemies of him.

This is also the reason why Mo Lian stopped after throwing out the porcelain cup and did not continue to get entangled with him.

Jiao Fu reached out his hand and held the saber on his waist, feeling the rough patterns on the hilt, "Not much, 5,000 taels of gold a year, you still earned it."

"It's really not much." Yue Lin smiled softly, "I admire you too. Huangquan Meimeng has done a good job."

"You are looking for death!" Jiao Fu was furious, a golden energy flashed across his face, and he was about to draw out the saber with his backhand.

Bai Qi's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously wanted to stand in front of Yue Lin.

Mo Lian and the other two narrowed their eyes, wanting to see if the young Master Yue could support the abilities of the horizontal hard work and the magic sword technique.

Boom!

The entire hall shook suddenly, Mo Lian's eyes turned black, and her head buzzed. For a moment, her eyes could not see or hear, and two blood flowed happily from her big, bright eyes.

When she came to her senses, she was shocked to find that the owner of Yue had stood in front of Jiao Fu at some time, pinching his neck, throwing him out like a broken sack.

Mo Lian gasped and looked at Yue Lin who was calm and calm.

She didn't seem to see clearly how he made the move.

What's even more terrifying is that from beginning to end, Jiao Fu's slashing sabre on his waist was not pulled out even at a distance. When he landed outside the hall, he didn't even twitch, and it was clear that he was dead and could not die any more.

Mo Lian didn't even wipe the blood stains on her face. Her heartbeat speed had reached a limit. The huge pressure made her firmly press on the back of the chair, and she couldn't even move.

Although the entire hall was empty except for them, she felt a ferocious beast roaring to the sky in the hall, and her huge body completely occupied the entire room.

Yue Lin patted the dust that did not exist on his hands and walked back towards the main seat in the middle.

As he took a step forward, the oppressive force filled the entire hall disappeared invisible. Mo Lian gasped and tried hard to grab the hard-won air.

The gray-haired old man stood up from his seat tremblingly, bowed and stood aside, until Yue Lin sat down on it without any unnecessary movement.

"Li Fan'an." After sitting down, Yue Lin took a cup of tea handed over by Fan Zimo and took a sip.

"I'm here." Li Fan'an appeared quietly in front of Yue Lin, knelt on one knee and saluted respectfully.

Mo Lian and others were shocked again. They had never heard of Li Fan'an's name before, but just from the other party's body skills just now, they could tell that he was at least much better than them. Such a person knelt at the feet of the owner of Lianfeng Villa without any reluctance. So how powerful is this owner!?

"Check the background of the man outside the door and find the village he mentioned... and erase it."

"Subordinates obey the order."

Li Fan'an flashed and came to Jiao Fu, picked up the body and disappeared after several rises and falls.

After drinking the tea in a few sips, Yue Lin handed the cup back to Fan Zimo, and showed a gentle smile to Mo Lian and the other two.

"Okay, now you can tell me what you are good at."

"I dare not, in front of the owner of Yue, the old man is considered to be as old as a dog."

The old man with gray hair is named Yan Shou, who is good at using a pair of short guns that are only three feet long. He has been trying to break through the innate world for many years but has not been able to do so. Now that he is old this year, his ambition is gradually fading away, so he wants to find a place to spend the rest of his life. After traveling here, he immediately came over after hearing the news of Lianfeng Villa.

Yan Shou has rich experience in the world, meticulous and meticulous, and scheming. Because people's desire to compete for fame and fortune in the old age is fading, it is quite suitable for being a general manager.

Mo Lian is a native of the East Mountain Dao in the eight prefectures and six paths of the Great Jin State. He studied under a sect composed of women in Dongshan Dao. He drew his sword because he saw injustice and killed the nephew of a boss from Dongshan Dao. He fled to Beicang Mansion. He had been here for several years and had also gained the title of Fairy Lotus.

The last gloomy man was born as a killer, named Shouhe. He was tired of the killer's life and was ready to wash his hands and change his identity to start over.

There was a fierce look in front of him, and with the slightest oppression of Jiao Fu, in front of Yue Lin, even Shou Gun, who was as cold as a poisonous snake, dared not hide anything from any of them, and completely leaked his background.

Yue Lin pondered for a moment and made a decision quickly.

"Yan was very serious and tried to be the manager of the villa and deal with all the miscellaneous matters. If you feel that you are unsure of your mind, come to me or discuss with Li Fan'an."

"Mo Lian cooperated with Li Fan'an to build the guard shelves of the villa. She can recruit warriors and also select a group of seedlings with cultivation value to teach them. You can think about these yourself first."

"As for Shou Gu." Yue Lin's deep eyes fell on the gloomy man. "It just so happened that I needed to investigate some things recently. You can contact your companions from the underground world before. Any interested person can come here to specifically explore information."

After saying that, Yue Lin stood up. "I have worked hard for you a long time. I asked Zi Mo to hold a banquet to entertain me in the evening. I still have something to do, so I won't participate. After dinner, let's start doing things."

"yes."

"Abide by the owner's orders."
Chapter completed!