The old man flipped his hand, and the Broken Wind Blade disappeared from his hand strangely, and another knife appeared in his hand. This is a "strange knife". The handle is half of a fairly hard wood, and the blade body is a rough polished blade. One end is inserted into the wood, and then firmly fixed with a rusty wire. This is clearly a homemade knife for peeling fruit.
The old man threw the knife to the foot of Leng Ya, and said flatly: "When you hurt him with this knife, you come to me again."
Leng Ya picked up the small knife, and without hesitation, his eyes shot at Chu Jingtian, his eyes were blazing with flames. He knew the purpose of his visit this time, and he never complained about what Chu Cangming asked him to do.
Chu Jingtian stepped back while waving his hands, and hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, little brother, you can fight, but I am not afraid of anything. But you must first let me know your name."
"Leng Ya." Leng Ya raised his knife.
"Oh, that, my name is Chu Jingtian, you can just call me Da Niu... ah!" Chu Jingtian let out a miserable cry just after he finished his self-introduction—it wasn't that he was suddenly stabbed by Leng Ya, but He regarded it as life, and the Cangming sword that he held tightly even when he was sleeping was sucked back into his hand by the old man, and then disappeared strangely, "Grandpa, you can't do this, I have done nothing wrong... Give me back the Ming sword." Chu Jingtian almost knelt down for the old man, even forced a few drops of tears, his pitiful eyes were like a little girl begging for candies.
"Practice the sword alone, the Cangming Sword will help you. Now you have an opponent you can fight with, but it will hinder your progress. During this time, you should use this sword first." The old man waved his hand , the rusty iron sword that Chu Jingtian used before stuck in the ground in front of him.
Chu Jingtian pulled out his sword, he knew what Grandpa had decided, even if he begged for three days and three nights, he didn't want him to be shaken, so he could only cry and say: "Grandpa, how long is 'this period of time'?"
The old man closed his eyes and ignored him.
Chu Jingtian had no choice but to give up, and turned to face Leng Ya, with a smile uglier than crying: "Your sword is gone, and my sword is gone... It's all your fault! Let's go, let's go practice, I'll start!" It must be light~~point."
Leng Ya let out a cold snort, and followed behind him without hesitation.
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on the other hand.
This is a unique courtyard outside Tianlong City. Its existence is not conspicuous. Although there are few people there, no one cares about who the owner of this courtyard is. Unknown to me, the courtyard door was opened a few days ago. Perhaps the owner finally returned and stayed here for a few days.
In the courtyard, a young man stood by the window, quietly admiring the pool in the courtyard. The lotus in the pool has passed its flowering period, but the lotus leaves are green and heart-warming. He looks twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with a white brocade robe, a red gold belt, eyebrows like swords, eyes like water, face like a crown of jade, and a slender and straight body. He has extraordinary self-confidence and innate pride in Gu Pan. Although simply standing there, the aura exuding from his body is both domineering and noble, yet calm and peaceful, which is by no means comparable to that of the children of ordinary aristocratic families, even the few princes of the Tianlong Kingdom's royal family, none of them can match.
Quietly, a black figure dressed in black with a red belt around his waist appeared behind him, knelt down slowly, lowered his head completely behind the young man, and whispered: "He has already gone."
"Oh?" The young man didn't turn around, but a faint smile appeared on his face: "When did you leave?"
"I've been away for half a day."
"Half a day?" The man tapped the window sill with his finger, narrowed his eyes slowly, and said, "Ying, do you know why I am so interested in this person?"
"I don't know."
As a sword next to the young master, he would always complete every order perfectly, instead of asking why. Knowing what to know and what not to know.
"Not long ago, I got an interesting piece of news. The content of the news is... this person, who knew the whereabouts of the Southern Emperor's Sword." When the Southern Emperor's Sword was mentioned, the man's eyes flashed scorchingly. The news of the Southern Emperor's Sword is not only extremely important to the Southern Emperor Sect, it is equally important to him.
Shadow's stiff face was moved for a while. He naturally knew what would happen if the Southern Emperor Sect obtained the Southern Emperor's Sword.
"The Sword of the Southern Emperor has never appeared. At first I thought it was just nonsense, but the reaction of the Southern Emperor Sect made me believe it. There are no stupid people in the Southern Emperor Sect." The man was still beating On the window sill, the voice was as flat as water.
"Fortunately, that person made a three-year deal with the Southern Emperor Sect. As for what the deal is, I don't know yet. But what is certain is that the Southern Emperor's Sword will only be three years later at the earliest. It just fell into the hands of the Southern Emperor Sect. And these three years are enough."
He turned around, lowered his eyes, and looked down from above and asked, "Ying, if you are asked to kill him, how sure are you?"
"very."
"What if you force him to find out the whereabouts of the Southern Emperor's Sword?"
"..."
"That's right, you're not sure. Your specialty is killing people. What a peerless sword needs is killing people. If we could force questions from him, the Southern Emperor Sect would have been able to do it long ago. I have been collecting information for the past few days, and I started I am becoming more and more interested in this person named Ye Wuchen. To become a man who makes me a little bit interested, even if this person is trampled to death by me, he should feel honored."
He said lightly, but there was no arrogance on his face, as if everything should be like this. This is a natural pride and self-confidence supported by real strength.
"To get this news, I'm really glad that I can come to Tianlong Kingdom once in a while. Ying, you go down first. Your task now is to have a good time in Tianlong City. Swords don't have to be stained with blood all the time. Occasionally, I have to wash it among the crowds of the world. Naturally, someone will do the matter of the Southern Emperor's Sword."
Shadow retreated without a sound, like a cloud of mist disappearing, just like he appeared without a sound.
"Meng'er, it's really the right choice to take you out for a tour this time. Since you've heard everything, you should know what to do." Smile lightly. His eyes were on the door that had been pushed open at some point.
After a brief hesitation, the door was gently pushed open, revealing a figure of a woman, approaching with elegant and charming steps. Graceful, elegant, elegant and refined, she is wearing a light blue dress with a gilt jade belt wrapped around her waist, and the narrow skirt can wrap two slender jade legs. Although the slender and protruding curves of the delicate body are covered by the skirt, they are still so beautiful that people tremble when they swing, like a fairy stepping into the mortal world from the clouds. The sight of her appearance is enough to make one's heart flutter, as if falling into a dream, it is a face that seems to have the charm of a fairy, the skin is as delicate as fat, and the whole face is exquisite and exquisite. Every minute and every inch is exquisite and amazing, and it combines the beauty that all women dream of. However, the aura that shrouded Ruyu's delicate nightmare was noble and elegant, with a noble and inviolable grace. Such as Tianshan snow lotus, noble and holy.
The frenzy in the young man's eyes was fleeting. He raised his eyebrows and said with a handsome smile: "My dreams are always so amazing. I still remember that night when you stood alone in the Under the moon, looking from a distance, even I thought it was the fairy in the middle of the moon. I heard that the appearance of Shui Mengchan from the Southern Emperor Sect made her the well-deserved number one beauty in Tianlong Kingdom. If my Menger also lived in Tianlong City for a long time , it might not be her Shui Mengchan who really deserves the title of the number one beauty, are you right? My Menger."
He stretched out his hand and touched the woman's face with blurred eyes. The woman frowned, took a step back, and said softly, "Xi Ming, you really can't wait for two months?"
Her voice was ethereal, it was clearly coming from her mouth, but it sounded like it was coming from all directions. It seems to have a strange magic power. The intoxicated expression on the man's face was still there, but his eyes had become as clear as water. He smiled softly and said, "I can only blame my Meng'er for being so charming that I almost couldn't control myself. I've done it for me. Meng'er has been waiting for so many years, how can she not wait for these two months?"
The woman's eyes became soft, like water eyes flashed lightly, her red lips parted slightly: "Thank you, Xi Ming."
The man laughed loudly, and half-blamely said: "We are getting married in two months, do you still need to treat me like this? You are not allowed to get close to any man under the age of twenty, this is the rule of your Meiyin royal family, you You are already the last line of blood of the Meiyin royal family, how could I force you to abandon the last dignity of your Meiyin royal family."
The woman smiled at him gratefully. And the words "Meiyin Royal Family" made her feel a little sad. The Meiyin Clan has been wiped out, and she is the only survivor.
The man smiled slightly, and continued: "Meng'er, you heard it just now. You have been in our Northern Emperor Sect for many years, and you should know enough about the importance of the Southern Emperor's Sword to our Northern Emperor Sect and the Southern Emperor Sect. He hasn't acted for a long time. Presumably, he should get the Southern Emperor's Sword three years later according to a certain deal they made. This also shows that coercion and coercion are useless to him. Speaking of which, this matter is still up to you Only by doing can it be done perfectly.”
"I see. If you capture him, I will know as soon as I ask." The woman said softly.
The man raised his hand, shook his head and said: "Although he is younger than you and me, his cultivation is not weak. He is only one step away from the spiritual level. Your ability lies in the charm of the sound, and the cultivation of martial arts is too weak. If you act rashly, you will put yourself in danger. There are other rumors that he holds a mysterious weapon given by the sword god. The number one killer, Tao Baibai, died in his hands. If we try to capture him He may counterattack with those killer weapons, but it will definitely alarm the Southern Emperor Sect. The Southern Emperor Sect does not know that we already know that Ye Wuchen holds the secret of the Southern Emperor's Sword, and they dare not let us know, so they will be negligent. Protection, if you startle them, it will be difficult to do it again. Therefore, we will not capture him this time, but need you to use a softer method."
The man's eagle eyes were hooked, and he said darkly: "Get close to him, get everything he knows when he is unprepared, and then...get rid of him."
This person is Yan Ximing, the son of Yan Duanhun, the suzerain of the Northern Emperor Sect.
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