"I'm telling you, don't even think about it!" Ye Wuji said, "Master has only got that sword for two days, and he's already missing it! I won't go get it for you. If you want it, go and do it yourself! And the master is currently in retreat. , how can I disturb him for such a trivial matter." After Ye Wuji said that, he turned around and left.
"Junior sister, my good junior sister." Zhu Tan stuck it on like candy, "Senior brother's lifelong happiness is in your hands, please help me this time. In the future, if you are punished by Master again, I will definitely Let me help you carry it down!"
"Fuck you, you sound like I'm punished all the time!"
In the next few days, Zhu Tan kept pestering Ye Wuji, which annoyed her. Whether you are practicing your sword, writing, eating, or drinking, someone will pop up next to you without warning. If this went on for a long time, Ye Wuji felt that he was going to get sick.
On the seventh day, when Ye Wuji was drinking water, Zhu Tan suddenly jumped out again and slapped Ye Wuji on the shoulder.
"Cough, cough!" Ye Wuji choked a mouthful of water into his nose and coughed for a long time before he recovered.
"You want to die!" Ye Wuji pointed at Zhu Tan's nose and cursed, "If I don't help you get the knife, you are going to kill me!"
"It's nothing." Zhu Tan said with a smile, "I'm asking for your help!"
"How can you beg for help like this? You are not begging for help, you are clearly forcing me!" Ye Wuji slapped his palm on the table and said, "I won't help you yet, why!"
"Then there's no other way, I'll have to come and bother you every day."
"You!" Ye Wuji flicked his sleeves, "How did I find out that you were such a scoundrel before? Even if I lend you the knife, do you think Ying Yi can accept you?"
"That's possible. Yingyi has been treating me much better in recent days."
"Oh, what a good attitude?"
"She said ten things to me today!" Zhu Tan said proudly.
"Ha, ha, ha!" Ye Wuji looked up to the sky and laughed three times, "Ten words, what a great attitude! What a great progress! Can I attend your wedding banquet tomorrow?"
"Don't be sarcastic to me, just lend me the knife and maybe it will happen!"
Ye Wuji counted the time and estimated that the master should be released from seclusion, so he said helplessly: "Okay, I will help you borrow the sword. But there is a condition."
"You said, I will agree to you no matter what the conditions are." After Zhu Tan finished speaking, he felt it was inappropriate and hurriedly continued, "Tell me what the conditions are first. If it's something I can't do, it won't work."
"Look at you, I have promised you such a difficult thing as borrowing a sword from Master, but I am asking you to do a small thing, but you are still hesitant."
"Come here, borrowing a sword is difficult for me, but it's a trivial matter for you. But if you ask me to do anything disobeying Master, wouldn't that be a trap for me?"
"Why should I ask you to disobey Master if I have nothing to do? It's really a trivial matter." Ye Wuji smiled and pulled Zhu Tan aside and whispered, "I received a letter from Brother Jiang from the capital a few days ago. He said The leader of the martial arts alliance is old and is preparing to hold a martial arts conference to select a new leader."
"You want to join in the fun? The leader of the martial arts alliance has a false reputation. In fact, not many people listen to him. Besides, with your three-legged cat skills, you'd better not embarrass yourself!"
"Hey, what are you talking about? Do you still want that knife?" Ye Wuji punched him in the chest, the force was absolutely real, and Zhu Tan almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
"Okay, okay, your martial arts skills are very good, very powerful. As long as you take the field, the leader of the martial arts alliance will definitely be yours, okay!"
"Screw you! I don't want to be a martial arts leader, I just want to take a look. And I heard from Brother Jiang that after Brother Zhan's junior brother became the leader, his life was not very comfortable. I thought, He will definitely go to this martial arts competition, and I will find a way to comfort him."
"Comfort? You want to marry him?"
"What nonsense!" Ye Wuji punched him again, but Zhu Tan avoided it nimbly, "Don't you deserve a beating?"
"I'm not talking nonsense. That Zhan Qingfeng likes you, and he is shouting at the gate of our Wuyou Villa that he wants to propose marriage. What comfort can be better than that you marry him?"