When Zhu Wushuang saw Xia Chenglong hesitating, he felt cruel. Regardless of Xia Chenglong's age, he was enough to be his grandson. He knelt down at Xia Chenglong like a golden mountain and turned his head.

Xia Chenglong hurriedly went to help him, but Zhu Wushuang had been guarding against this move, and actually used his energy around him and bounced away when he helped Xia Chenglong over.

Seeing this, Xia Chenglong had no choice but to avoid it.

I could only hear Wushuang say, "Mr. Xia, I am not the Lord of Xia. Now I have just gone to the sword casting city, and I am afraid that tigers and leopards will attack. Now, there are only four people in the sword casting city, including me, and two of them are seriously injured. The other one is still traveling overseas, looking for a breakthrough. Only one is left with me, the combat power of the god-like realm!"

"In the past, although I was weak in the sword casting city, I still had the old city lord. He was highly respected and had many kindnesses all over the country. If he was still there, those villains would not dare to attack. Now there is nothing we can do about it."

"And, since the old city lord can entrust this city lord's finger to Mr. Xia, it must be the old city lord's own intention. Otherwise, this team will not be able to reach Mr. Xia's hands in any case. Please ask Mr. Xia to replace the old city lord's will."

Only then did Xia Chenglong know why Zhu Wushuang believed that he was the successor of the old city lord when he saw this ring. It turned out that even if the old city lord died, he could not force the ring to take it away.

Xia Chenglong thought about it and said to Zhu Wushuang.

"Elder Zhu, if you have anything to say, you must have arisen first. Elder Zhu must not know that although I, Xia Chenglong, have a reputation, are full of enemies. If Zhu Jiancheng has anything to do with me, it may not be a good thing for Zhu Jiancheng." After a pause, Xia Chenglong said again.

"Besides, I am not very familiar with Zhu Jiancheng. Why not take back this ring? Elder Zhu has been in Zhu Jiancheng for many years and can definitely choose a better city lord for Zhu Jiancheng. Of course, I will also help build the building to overcome this difficulty. Please don't worry."

Zhu Wushuang said, "Mr. Xia, don't say it again. Since the old city lord chose to believe in Mr. Xia, we younger generations have all received the great kindness of the old city lord, so we naturally will not violate the old city lord!" After pausing for a moment, we moved.

"As for the enemy Mr. Xia mentioned, after Mr. Xia became the lord of Zhujiancheng, he naturally became a united person in Zhujiancheng and shared the same war. I won't say anything else about Zhujiancheng, but I am still very good at making iron. I will definitely provide Mr. Xia with some help."

Xia Chenglong thought for a long time and finally sighed, "Well, let me act as the city lord first. If Elder Zhu has a suitable candidate in the future, I will definitely abdicate and give in to the wise!"

Zhu Wushuang finally felt relieved when he saw Xia Chenglong, and he also breathed a sigh of relief. He knelt on the ground and looked at Xia Chenglong, and then stood up.

"It is naturally better for Mr. Xia to be the lord of the sword casting city. In this way, I will definitely survive this crisis, and be happy to be able to carry forward the hardships!"

Xia Chenglong said with a wry smile.

"Elder Zhu should not have such great hope for me, but I will definitely work hard to do it and will not let down the trust of Zhujian City, nor will it let down the trust of the old city lord!"

Zhu Wushuang was very happy to hear this. After hesitating for a while, he said again.

"I would like to ask the city lord not to tell the ordinary disciples of Zhujian City about the death of the old city lord. The old city lord is as kind as a mountain for everyone in Zhujian City. At this moment, everyone has just repelled the invasion of the Yicheng City, and everyone is unstable. If you hear this news, something might happen."

Xia Chenglong returned: "Yes, I think so too, so I didn't tell you the news before on the battlefield. I just asked you to abandon your left and right, just because I was afraid that this news would spread to ordinary disciples and cause their turmoil."

"So that's it. I said why the city lord looks different from the past today? If the city lord had a fearless attitude, and so cautious today, I was shocked."

"Haha, let Elder Zhu laugh!" Xia Chenglong said with a smile.

Zhu Wushuang thought about it and said.

"I wonder if the city lord can tell me if the old city lord has any last words to explain?"

Xia Chenglong commemorates the way.

"The old city lord said nothing, but said that he could cast a magic weapon like Xuantian Sword in this life, so he felt that he had a long-cherished wish. Before his death, the old city lord gave me the only remaining energy in his body, which helped me break through the upper level of the God-questioning Realm. He also asked me to dance the sword for him with the Xuantian Sword, and then drove away."

Zhu Wushuang heard what Xia Chenglong said, and the old city lord's voice, smile and expression appeared before his life, and he couldn't help but feel sad. But he could no longer hold it back. A few tears popped out of his slightly turbid eyes.

He sighed and said, "The old city lord has been such an open-minded person all his life. Now that he has his wish, he must have no regrets in his heart. The old city lord worked hard for the sword casting city for the rest of his life and was tangled with illness in the second half of his life. He was already dying. He could still get his long-cherished wish before his death. I guess this is also a kind of compensation from God to him!"

Xia Chenglong comforted him when he saw Zhu Wushuang showing such a sad look.

"That's right, the old city lord did not leave with regret. Elder Zhu please cheer up. The old city lord in the sky will definitely hope that the sword-making city will be carried forward. This is inseparable from Elder Zhu!"

Zhu Wushuang couldn't help but cheer up when he heard this.

"When people get old, they will inevitably become weaker, which makes the city lord laugh. It is not only the wish of the old city lord to carry forward the sword city, but also the long-cherished wish of Wushuang in this life. The old city lord doesn't have to say that I will definitely shine and heat up the sword city for the sake of the Yang!"

Seeing that Zhu Wushuang recovered so quickly, Xia Chenglong was quite satisfied and said.

"Elder Zhu, in the past few days, our sword-making city will not be mourned. Aokiji will first heal the two seriously injured elders. After a little recovery, we will be burying the old city lord. I also know that Elder Zhu has a deep relationship with the old city lord, but for the sake of the sword-making city, I would like to ask Elder Zhu to endure for two days."

Zhu Wushuang replied.

"Please rest assured by the city lord. I, Zhu Wushuang, are not a person who doesn't know the general. Besides, even if the old city lord can recover from the dead, he will definitely make such a choice in the face of such a situation."

The other people didn't know about the secret conversation between the two. In the next two days, Zhu Zushuang pretended to be a ok person and worked diligently to deal with the post-disaster matters.

Arrange the prisoners of Yicheng City to rebuild the sword city and receive the spoils left by Yicheng City. They entertain other friendly forces who come to visit and appease the disciples in the sword city, and everything is done in an orderly manner.

At the warning of Aokijiya Xia Chenglong, he was given priority to healing the two seriously injured elders of the God-In-Law.

Compared with ordinary people, the God Realm is another level of life. The healing effect is not so fast, and the two people are more serious, so it took two days to achieve the results.
Chapter completed!