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Chapter 276 A story about the sword (3)

Meng Jin had too many things in his life and didn't care about it. Now a black donkey came into the teahouse to drink tea, so he had no idea. He returned to the back of the counter, and this time he didn't close his eyes. He just looked here, and his old face was very quiet.

A large pot of hot tea was brought up by Meng Jin and placed it on the wooden table. Feng Lu walked to drink the tea with a loud noise, making a white mist.

It's evening in autumn and the weather is slightly cool.

This large pot of hot tea has added a lot of heat to the teahouse.

But the teahouse is still a little cold.

Especially the woman in red dress.

The realm of the man who asked her to take the sword seemed unfathomable to her, as if he could take her life with a move. However, although the young man in front of him did not have that kind of aura, the sword energy that the young man accidentally exposed when he first walked into the teahouse made her frightened.

When she was away, especially her mountain and river demon cultivator who had not been able to reach the demon land, the most feared thing was naturally the monks of the Three Sects. Even if she did not do anything evil, she would not have to be beaten and killed when she met these unreasonable monks of the Three Sects who had a high level of cultivation. But in addition to the monks of the Three Sects, the elders in the clan said with great sincerity that the swordsman lineage could not be provoked.

It is best for monks of this lineage to kill monsters.

In that great battle six thousand years ago, countless demon cultivators died at the hands of swordsmen.

Looking at Chao Qingqiu now, didn’t he kill a big monster a few days ago?

If she had asked her to go to the Demon Land, she would not dare very much. The elders in the clan had already spoken out. The situation there was not much better than this one. Without the protection of noble people, she would be rootless duckweed and would be in danger of being safe after going there.

After all, if you want to live comfortably, you must be strong enough and your fists are strong enough to avoid bullying.

For some reason, when she thinks of these things, she will also lament in her heart that the world is like this, and it is difficult to live.

Li Fuyao looked at the woman in red dress with a plain expression. She originally had the talisman given by Dean Ning of Xianyan Academy on her waist, which could cover up the sword energy. However, when she entered the door, she felt the demonic aura and felt a little confused. She had a thought for a moment and leaked a little, which was a warning. Otherwise, even the woman would not be able to see his background.

When he walked to the black donkey and sat down, Li Fuyao poured himself a cup of tea and did not ask, as if he didn't care about the three people around him.

But the woman in the red dress knew that if she took action, she would be injured by another sword in an instant.

The young man in front of him looked bad, but the sword energy before was real and could not be fake at all.

The woman in the red dress sighed. She couldn't do it again. How could she take this nineteenth hand away and exchange it for what she was thinking about?

Ye Zhou was originally going to leave the teahouse, but after seeing Li Fuyao come in, he took back his mind. After all, he had an idea about the 19th. He didn't know how the woman in the red dress thought of him. Liu Ning wanted to take the 19th to Dayu Jianshan to find a way to go up the mountain, but he didn't have to worry about it.

He had already seen a swordsman on the mountain, but that senior was very powerful, but he just lacked a sword.

I had a chat before, and the senior mentioned this sword and said it was correct. The implication was that if someone brought this nineteenth, he would be able to meet his request.

Ye Zhou had no other ideas, he just wanted to walk from the rivers and lakes to the mountains, so he became concerned.

After a while, he planned to get close to the woman in red dress and get nineteen. As for whether she would be sorry for her in the future, it was not a question within his consideration.

The great way is ahead, and the affairs of men and women are not very important.

But now he realized that the sword had already been in his hands, and he felt that it was only these days that he had found a reason to leave, and then he found that senior and could step onto the last avenue. But now, it was not that true.

His affection for her was not true, but so was the woman.

This situation made him puzzled.

Liu Ning is a top swordsman in the Beihai River and Lake. Not only is his swordsmanship not low, but he is actually very smart. When the young man in blue walked in, he had already noticed the expression of his junior sister. The fear revealed in his eyes was only a little bit, but more of it was fear.

The junior sister's martial arts skills are not low.

If it can make her fear, it is worthy of Liu Ning's concern.

After thinking about it, Liu Ning turned his head to look at Li Fuyao, clasped his fists and smiled, "Liu Ning is here to deal with the sect affairs here. I wonder why this young master came here?"

Saying it is a warning.

Li Fuyao picked up the tea bowl and found it a little funny, "Drink tea."

When he came to the teahouse, Feng Lu felt thirsty and wanted to drink water, but he couldn't drink sea water. He just saw that there was a teahouse here, so he came in to drink tea. I thought there was no problem.

But after walking into the teahouse, I saw that the woman in red dress was a demon cultivator, and you two are ordinary martial artists in the martial arts world. If I didn’t watch, I might die here in the next moment.

Li Fuyao knew that the demon cultivator had murderous intentions.

Li Fuyao remembered the Wang Bai, who was known as the swordsmanship that he had met before, and looked at these two people and found that even among the martial artists in the martial arts world, these two people were far away from that Wang Bai.

Li Fuyao's answer is not unreasonable, but it is not worth believing for Liu Ning. The Sword of the Sect is here, and there are not many martial artists who covet this sword. I am afraid that Li Fuyao is one of them.

Although Liu Ning never thought about bringing the sword back to the sect from beginning to end, how could he get involved with others?

After looking at Li Fuyao for a few glances, Liu Ning asked, "If the young master is fine, he can leave. Here, people can't help but feel that the young master has other intentions."

This sentence is quite straightforward. Liu Ning has already talked about his sect before. I think if Li Fuyao was a martial artist in the Beihai River and the West, he would have known the importance.

But Li Fuyao really doesn't know much about it.

Li Fuyao sighed, stood up and was about to leave, but he just looked at the woman in red dress deeply.

The warning in my eyes was strong.

Meng Jin found it a little funny. Why did such a swordsman in the black-haired realm be threatened by an ordinary martial artist?

Feng Lu, who had been drinking tea, finished drinking tea, raised his huge head and looked at the woman in red dress. It had no meaning. He just thought that he didn't know that the monks in Beihai are still there now, and you little demon cultivator dared to appear, aren't you afraid of being killed?

Now it was in no mood to pay attention to anything. The power of the holy pill in its body was about to be absorbed by it. It thought it would not take long to recover from its human form. When it was remembered, it felt a little happy, but now it was about to follow Li Fuyao, otherwise it would be impossible to escape the word "death".

Ye Zhou felt that it was time to leave this place of trouble. Anyway, Jian returned it to the woman, so he got up and wanted to leave with Li Fuyao, but then he stood up and Jian was thrown to him by the woman in red dress, "It's yours that I give it to you, so what if you don't like me."

After saying this, the woman in red dress actually wanted to leave first.

Liu Ning looked at the scene and frowned.

Ye Zhou was a little at a loss.
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