The reincarnated swordsman only wants to be a fun person

Jiang Fuyao: "I originally thought he would just take the Xinhuo Bureau's people and then sit back and watch the three cities destroyed. It seems that this time he is indeed more humane."

Chi Qingsong looked at her: "According to the information you provided, every time before the destruction of time, he gave up himself for his compatriots and swung the sword to return to the ruthless way.

I think this is no longer a question of humanity or inhumanity; he is simply a hero. I would even call him our patron saint."

Such a high evaluation?

Jiang Fuyao was a little surprised: "You haven't met him yet, right? Isn't it inappropriate to make such an arbitrary evaluation?"

Chi Qingsong said: "This is my personal opinion. And what he has done in the past two years is completely consistent with my evaluation of him."

Jiang Fuyao had nothing to say about this.

Although that person looks relaxed and free,

But just look at the progress of the cultivation system he uploaded to know how much work he has to do.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as 'heartfelt and painstaking'.

From the perspective of China, it is impossible not to agree with such a person.

Jiang Fuyao said nothing more.

Chi Qingsong looked at her with amusement: "Actually, if you want to attack him, there are many things you can say, such as he likes a little girl who is only 9 years old now?"

"That girl is more mature than you."

Jiang Fuyao said.

Chi Qingsong: "What about him refining the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and absorbing human souls?"

Jiang Fuyao looked at him and said, "I said, my dislike for him is based on personal grudges. I don't think there is anything wrong with his behavior."

Chi Qingsong nodded: "In other words, you still agree with him, right?"

Jiang Fuyao's expression turned sour: "Do you need me to expose your dark history? The kind that the entire Xinhuo Bureau should know about."

Chi Qingsong quickly raised his hand: "I was wrong, I surrender."

In fact, he wanted to fight back.

How can you, an old guy pretending to be a high school student, be better than me?

But although it felt good to say so, he couldn't bear the social death that would follow.

Jiang Fuyao said, "Tian Yi and the others plan to stay for two days before returning. I predict that the Pope will go to test him."

test?

Chi Qingsong was stunned for a moment, then he confirmed, "What's being tested? Personality? Ability to be his granddaughter's husband? Patience?"

“It’s strength.”

Jiang Fuyao said, "The Pope has no ill intentions, nor does he look down on Tian Yi. He just wants to see how powerful that legendary figure is."

Chi Qingsong was silent for a moment, then asked, "Are you sure you don't mean any harm?"

Jiang Fuyao nodded: "The Pope truly treats Zhu He as his own granddaughter. Even if he dislikes someone he likes, he won't harbor any ill will towards them."

Chi Qingsong: "...Does this mean the Pope doesn't like Tian Yi either?"

Jiang Fuyao nodded: "That old-fashioned guy is quite stubborn. If Zhu He hadn't scared him off by beating him up last time, he would probably have continued to introduce Zhu He to talented people he thought were suitable."

"This kind of self-righteous behavior is disgusting."

Chi Qingsong didn't hesitate any longer. He took out his cell phone and sent a message.

……

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imperial capital.

A soy milk shop.

Tian Yi and his three companions were sitting around a small square table, drinking douzhi, a food they had only heard of but never tasted, with complicated expressions.

“Overall, it’s not bad to drink.”

Tian Jiajia was the first to comment: "It's just a little hard to get used to. Well, I must bring my mom here to try it next time."

Tian Yi asked, "How do you know Mom hasn't drunk it?"

Tian Jiajia: "Has Mom drunk it?"

Tian Yi nodded. "You don't know, do you? Mom and Dad met in the imperial capital. They've been here for a few years, so naturally they'd try this kind of 'authentic snack'."

Tian Jiajia looked at him in surprise: "You are obviously younger than me, how do you know so much?"

Tian Yi said, "I was bored earlier, so I went to the Xinhuo Bureau's archives to look up my parents' affairs, and even had someone conduct an in-depth investigation."

His parents' love story was also fun for him.

Tian Jiajia and the two girls next to her were also interested. They all looked at Tian Yi, waiting for him to share his thoughts.

Tian Yi was about to narrate when his cell phone suddenly vibrated.

He clicked it and a message popped up:

—The Pope wants to test your strength against you and confirm the gap between you and the big boss. If anything unpleasant happens during this process, please show some mercy! (Xinhuo Bureau·Tian Yi Fan Support Group).

……fan?

Have I become a traffic?

Tian Yi looked at Zhu Miao and asked, "What do you think of the Pope?"

Zhu Miao thought for a moment and said, "He is genuinely kind to me and my sister, but perhaps because of the environment he grew up in, he is quite difficult to accept in some ways.

I can only say that I am grateful to him and I don’t hate him, but I can’t consider him as a close person.”

"What about your sister?"

Tian Jiajia asked curiously.

Zhu Miao said, "My sister is about the same as me, but she is more mature and has a higher tolerance for older people."

Tian Yi nodded: "I understand."

...What do you understand?

Zhu Miao asked hesitantly, "Brother Tian Yi, do you want to deal with him?"

She is very sharp.

Tian Yi smiled and said, "No, I got some information in advance and prepared for the worst."

Zhu Miao nodded.

Tian Jiajia asked: "Where are we going to play next?"

Tian Yi said, "Let's go see the giant pandas."

Tian Xiaoxiao and Zhu Miao's eyes lit up.

Zhu Miao asked, "I've seen the video. It's so furry, and you can tell it feels great. Can we try it out then?"

"No."

Tian Yi looked at her with amusement: "If you really want to get started, you can try to apply to the Fire Bureau."

Zhu Miao asked, "Can you apply for something like this?"

Tian Yi said, "Working for the Xinhuo Bureau is a meritorious service. If you make some reasonable requests, the higher-ups will generally agree."

I’m afraid your achievements have already exceeded the limit, right?

Zhu Miao asked with some anticipation: "When can we go?"

Tian Yi took out his phone and sent a message. The other party quickly replied: "You can go after you finish eating."

Hearing this, Tian Jiajia, Tian Xiaoxiao, and Zhu Miao simultaneously picked up their bowls and drank the remaining half bowl of soy milk in one gulp.

After all, he is still a child.

Tian Yi smiled and said, "Go ahead. Someone will pick you up at the zoo."

Tian Jiajia asked, "Is there something wrong? Is it related to the text message just now?"

Tian Yi nodded: "The Pope is here to get beaten."

Zhu Miao's eyes sparkled: "I want to see it."

Tian Yi patted her head and said, "I guess he probably doesn't want you to see his miserable side.

Think about it, if he loses face, is it possible that he will do something extreme?"

It's possible.

Zhu Miao no longer insisted.

Seeing this, Tian Jiajia and Tian Xiaoxiao stood up, and the three of them left the douzhi shop.

Tian Yi continued to drink soy milk.

……

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the other side.

At the gate of a certain high school, a middle-aged man with white hair and a strong body, wearing a gray Tai Chi suit, was waiting quietly.

Soon, a young man in school uniform, carrying a fishing rod and umbrella bag, walked out of the school gate and came to the old man. "Old man, there's a lot planned for the closing ceremony today. If there's nothing else..."

"Don't talk nonsense, just follow me."

The white-haired middle-aged man interrupted the boy's complaints and turned to walk forward: "Next month you have to go to another world with me, why are you still leaving school?"

The boy sighed and hurried to catch up: "At least say goodbye to your classmates, right?"

The white-haired middle-aged man said calmly, "Once you go to the magical world, you and they will be from two different worlds. What's the point of saying goodbye?"

The young man complained, "Old man, you must have no friends, right?"

The white-haired middle-aged man sneered: "In the world of the strong, there are only interests, where can there be friends?"

The boy looked at him and said, "You really don't have any friends."

The white-haired middle-aged man's eyes twitched and he didn't respond.

The boy didn't continue to mock, but asked: "Why did you call me here so urgently? What are you going to do?

The white-haired middle-aged man said, "I am going to challenge a strong man. Come with me and broaden your horizons."

challenge?

The boy looked at him in surprise: "Didn't you say that in the human world, no one can rival you except Senior Jiang?"

The white-haired middle-aged man said, "It was before, but not now."

The boy was stunned for a moment: "You have been surpassed?"

The white-haired middle-aged man did not answer, but asked: "You only took one week to pass through my magic circle, surpass Zhuang Zhou and Meng, and successfully condense the spiritual power core.

After that, in this world without magic, you reached the middle stage of magic in just one year. Coupled with your weapon, even Jiang Fuyao looked at you with admiration.

Are you very proud of this?"

How can I not be proud?

The middle stage of the art stage is a realm that even the intermediate class of the Gemini Sacred Academy may not be able to reach.

The boy suppressed the urge to speak the truth and said modestly, "I still have a lot of shortcomings."

The white-haired middle-aged man smiled coldly: "Continue to maintain your pride."

After walking for nearly half an hour, they arrived at a park.

There were many people doing morning exercises around, but the white-haired middle-aged man didn't care. He found a chair and sat down directly.

The young man frowned slightly: "Old man, you want to fight someone here?"

The white-haired middle-aged man said calmly: "Don't worry, no innocent people will be affected."

The boy was still a little skeptical. He looked around and asked, "Did you ask him to come here?"

The white-haired middle-aged man shook his head: "We never made an agreement. I haven't even met that person."