After all, they are both fallen people in the world.

"The Fu family trapped my wife and daughter, even betrayed their promises and killed my brother, whether it was public or private, I will never be soft on the Fu family. However, the Fu family is my wife's natal family. You must respect my wife's opinion." Han Sanqian said.

Seeing Han Sanqian looking over, Su Yingxia sighed: "Yingxia is not the one who supports the family, Sanqian, everything is up to you."

"Okay, that's the case." Han Sanqian stood up and shouted at Mo Yang, "Bring the sword."

With a movement of his hand, Mo Yang threw the sword in his hand to Han Sanqian.

He took the saber and pulled it directly, and the sword came out of its sheath immediately, with a cold light.

Fu Lin closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, waiting for death to come.

As the sword shadow flashed, he suddenly felt that the sword hadn't reached his body, but he could clearly feel its chill, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that the sword was lying in front of his eyes.

horizontal? !

He suddenly came to his senses, and raised his head to realize that Han Sanqian didn't kill him with a sword, but volleyed and placed the sword horizontally in front of him.

"It's just a sword for you, why are you so nervous?" Han Sanqian said with a smile, "Do you like it? Just accept it if you like it."

Fu Lin was a little dazed, but since Han Sanqian had already asked, he had no choice but to quickly answer: "I like it."

"Take it."

He was a little afraid to take it, but in the end he still took it with a scalp.

"This sword is a good treasure. I ordered Mo Yang to engrave it with the word, that is to say, it will represent the city lord who should fall in the future." Han Sanqian said.

Snapped!

Hearing this, Fu Lin's hand softened, and immediately the sword fell to the ground, making a lot of noise, his face was pale, he was completely at a loss for a moment, he wanted to pick up the sword but he didn't dare to do it.

"Fu Lin, I have already said that this sword is equivalent to the jade seal of the lord of a city. Do you just let it fall from your hand at will? In the future, if someone attacks the city, won't you still be like this? "Han Sanqian was slightly dissatisfied.

Fu Lin was even more confused, what does Han Sanqian mean by this? Does he mean that he wants to be the city lord who should fall into the city? !

But, how is this possible?

He killed himself to have a better time, and he was so grateful, how could he not only not kill himself, but also...

He even suspected that he was dreaming.

"Since Sanqian entrusted you with the position of City Lord, what you should do is straighten your back and work hard. Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly pick up the sword?" Mo Yang shouted.

Fu Lin quickly picked up the sword, but he still looked at Han Sanqian dumbfounded.

He couldn't understand, and he didn't even know which song Han Sanqian sang.

"Get up, as the lord of a city, how can you kneel down casually?" Han Sanqian glanced at Fu Lin with a smile, and said softly.

Fu Lin didn't dare to get up, but suddenly collapsed and sat on the ground holding the sword, crying loudly: "You...what do you want?"

"It's all a family anyway, no matter how wrong it is, please give me a good knife, and let me go to hell to repent slowly, instead of such and such a disturbing mentality."

"Please, please."

After saying that, Fu Lin closed his eyes with tears in his eyes, stretched his neck, and waited for Han Sanqian to give him a good time. JrNovels.com