The young man glanced at the two of them, raised his hand, and flew out a sword energy: "I have already told the two senior brothers, please come in first, and the senior brothers will rush over in a while."
Yan Rui felt a little guilty, and this demonic cultivator's excuse to lie came casually.
But after all, he is familiar with the book of sages and sages, and now he not only did not expose it, but also helped Zhou to abuse it. It would be embarrassing if someone exposed it.
Compared with Yan Rui's guilty conscience, Rong Yu was much calmer.
Having been around Master for so many years, he is completely able to speak nonsense with righteous words.
"It's work." Rong Yu laughed.
He rarely smiles in front of outsiders, but when he does, he is like a real elegant and noble son, as gentle as jade.
This posture and temperament really seemed very harmless, which made the young man's tense body relax a little.
Although this person knows that the Wuji Sword Sect has the number one master in charge, and no one will come to find fault, who knows if he will encounter someone who does not have long eyes.
But now, the young man believed in Rong Yu and Yan Rui one or two.
He took out a token engraved with the symbol of Liu Yunjian from his arms. Liuyunjian was the sword of Yun Jiu Sect Master's life, and it was also the most sacred sword in the hearts of Wuji Sword Sect disciples.
He raised his hand and threw the token into the void, and the criss-crossing sword qi slumped as if it had touched the king.
After the sword qi vortex crawls down, it becomes a passage that can accommodate one person.
This passage is extremely dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be smashed by the sword energy inside.
Yan Rui: "..."
Yan Rui licked her face and walked to Rong Xian's side, put down a soundproof barrier, and whispered: "Your Majesty, I have accompanied you to the Wuji Sword Sect, you can go in directly. I have something important to do, so I won't accompany you."
He wanted to leave, but Rong Xian refused to allow it.
It was already in the palm of her hand and she still wanted to leave, it was a dream.
"Mr. Yan is leaving now, are you planning to not recruit yourself?"
Yan Rui was puzzled: "Why don't you recruit yourself?"
Rong Xian sighed, her tone was as light as a spring breeze, and her expression showed disgust and pity for the mentally retarded: "This fellow Daoist from Jianzong is obviously suspicious of us. If Mr. Yan leaves now, wouldn't he be guilty?"
Feeling guilty and want to leave, isn't it not self-inflicted
Yan Rui followed Rong Xian's thoughts and thought, subconsciously looked at the youth of Jianzong, and then blurted out agitatedly, "I don't want to leave."
Youth: "… "
The young man was at a loss for a moment, and asked doubtfully, "Do you want to leave?"
Yan Rui said with a stiff face: "No, I didn't want to leave."
Maybe he was guilty of being a thief, maybe he thought too much, he always felt that the sword in the young man's hand was just about to move.
Yan Rui's heart trembled, and he almost swore to swear that he was not malicious at all, and did not intend to leave.
The young man glanced at him and felt a little inexplicable.
Yan Rui couldn't help but think more at this sight.
Rong Xian, who had entered everything into her eyes, squinted her eyes with interest, but she couldn't control herself and added another fire: "Ning Sanjian and Yun Changsheng are here. Mr. Yan, are you ready to speak?"
Yan Rui: "..." Now that I have something to leave, I don't know if it's too late.
Seeing Yan Rui's anxious appearance, Rong Xian laughed unkindly.
Sure enough, it's interesting to build your own happiness on the pain of others#.
Can you make it
Obviously it's too late!
Yan Rui raised his head and looked at the two sword cultivators flying over from Yu Jian, feeling the awe-inspiring sword energy around them, and felt that their calves were shaking.
Now it's too late to say anything, everything depends on his bright tongue.
Yan Rui packed up his mood, opened his mouth and said:
"—So it's you, it seems that you are indeed an acquaintance."
Don't get me wrong, this was not what Yan Rui said, but what Ning Sanjian said.
Yan Rui: ! !
When Yan Rui was stunned, he found that Ning Sanjian walked straight past him and stood in front of Rong Yu.
Rong Yu said calmly: "Ning Wu, long time no see, stay safe?"
Ning Sanjian frowned and said, "It's just a fluke."
After completing the most basic etiquette, Ning Sanjian said displeased: "Ning Wu's name can spread throughout the entire Wuji Sword Sect, thanks to your good teacher."
Rong Yu said with a smile but not a smile: "It's obviously thanks to your longevity senior brother, but you know how persimmons are soft. Are you going to bully me when you see the teacher's absence?"
Yun Changsheng said helplessly, "Please forgive me, Young Master Xiaorong. Sanjian is just a little temperamental, and he doesn't have any bad intentions."
Rong Yu snorted twice and didn't say a word, but fortunately he knew that his master didn't talk to him, so he didn't dare to mess around.
Rong Xian ignored the confrontation between them. She followed the footsteps of several people into the entrance, and finally came to the Holy Land of Sword Cultivation in the World, the Promise Sword Sect.
What you can see is a towering mountain. The mountain is not rare. What is rare is that the mountain has been cut into the four characters of "Wuji Jianzong" with great force.
This is really a big deal!
Rong Xian sighed hypocritically and said, "This word is really just like his master, bright and compelling, fierce and powerful."
Yan Rui nodded and said, "You are right."
But Yan Rui forgot, so that people could not see Rong Xian's figure or hear Rong Xian's voice.
So - just after saying that the scenery of Jianzong is good and beautiful, Ning Sanjian heard Yan Rui's sentence, "What you said makes sense": "..."
Ning Sanjian felt that Yan Rui was mocking him, and even felt that he was being perfunctory, and that the perfunctory exaggeration was boring and very unconcerned.
Ning Sanjian rolled his eyes, turned around and left.
Come on, the young master will not serve you, who is not the young master.
Yan Rui, who watched Ning Sanjian leave:! !
Wait, don't rush to leave first, please give me a chance to explain, if you have something to discuss!
Rong Yu didn't hold back and laughed directly.
This Mr. Yan is really interesting, and the laughs he encountered along the way with this person are enough for him to laugh for a year.
Rong Xian, who was not far away, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, chuckled lightly and said nothing.
She closed her eyes slightly, her consciousness was like an inverted galaxy, overwhelmingly moving towards the heaven and earth.
This force seems to be looking for something, and it seems to be waiting for something.
It seemed that a huge eyeball appeared out of thin air above the sky, terrifying and shocking.
Finally, the giant eye stopped somewhere.
As if a powerful existence uttered a sigh: I found it.
Deep in the void, Yun Jiu suddenly opened his eyes.
He frowned slightly in the direction of Wuji Jianzong: "How did I notice someone calling me?"
Beside him, Xuan Xuzi said lightly, "There is indeed someone calling you."
Yun Jiu thought for a while, then raised his hand and stroked the void in front of him, and a space crack appeared out of thin air.
In the Promise Sword Sect, a similar crack appeared in front of Rong Xian.
Rong Xian raised her eyebrows slightly, this was Sect Master Yun's invitation.
She hypocritically sighed: "Sect Master Yun is so hospitable."
After all, she walked in as soon as she lifted her footsteps.
(End of this chapter)