sword sentient beings

Chapter 73 Choice
The flames burned all the plants and trees in the courtyard, leaving only the cold wind from all directions in the courtyard.

The teenagers were dazed in the cold wind, hardly believing their ears.

Those instruments on the plate, aren't... ours?
Wang Cheng opened his mouth, Pei Shoujing moved and held him down.

At this moment, Wang Cheng didn't care about his cousin's slender hands touching his skin. He just felt that his mind was in chaos: here, this swordsman, everything seems to be different from what he thought.

The teenagers were also suspicious, and it wasn't until the gray-haired girl was picking and choosing from the plate that they confirmed that some things were not their intentions.

Although frightened and angry, no one opened his mouth to question, and there was silence for a while.

The gray-haired girl picked it up, picked up a blue sword, and said, "This is it."

The moment she picked it up, the sword body twisted and turned into countless thin vines that tangled and grew, and the dead wood was full of vitality.

Zhuang Nian couldn't bear it any longer and shouted loudly: "This is my Zhuang's ivy sword! Put it down!"

The gray-haired girl Ming Jing was shocked by his aura, and the sword in her hand dropped a little, but the vines were still coiled around, even wrapped around her fingers.

The white-haired man looked at her happily and said, "Do you like it?"

The gray-haired girl cowardly said: "I like it, but..."

The white-haired man said softly: "It's fine if you like it. Just take it if you like it. If someone questions you, how do you answer?"

The gray-haired girl said in a daze, "I... should say..."

The white-haired man said: "You can say; 'What's yours and mine? Open your dog eyes and see, who does the sword recognize?'"

Rao Zhuang Nian also knew that he should not annoy the swordsman, he also knew that he was like an ant, but it was related to his family's treasures, even though he was sweating profusely, he raised his voice and said, "Your Excellency, I know you are powerful, but I have to be reasonable Right? This is obviously a magic weapon handed down from my family. In the hands of my great-grandfather, there were ten thousand vines, and it was so powerful! You can’t grab it by force, can you?”

The veins on his forehead popped up, as if he was going to rush to grab the sword back in the next second, but he still didn't dare to take a step.

"You..." Suddenly, he turned his head and said to the other teenagers, "Look, this is an obvious robbery. He robbed me, so wouldn't he rob you?"

No one responded to him, apart from fear in the hearts of the young people, they were kind of thankful—fortunately, he took away the dealer's ivy sword, so he wouldn't take ours.

The white-haired man didn't seem to see Zhuang Nian's roar, and continued to ask Ming Jing kindly: "Is it enough to choose one?"

Ming Jing whispered: "Enough, I only want to get close to it."

The white-haired man nodded, and said, "Great, now I have found my own direction." He rolled up all the magic weapons in his sleeves casually.

Everyone seemed to have fallen into hell, dumbfounded, and only thought in their hearts:

He wants it all!

The teenagers couldn't hold back any longer, and opened their mouths to shout, when someone said: "Don't make noise!"

It was Pei Renhu who was in his teens who spoke.

The little fat man had a tense face, serious like a staid middle-aged Confucian scholar, and said loudly: "Don't make noise, what if you disturb your lord?"

Everyone was stunned by his accusation.

Pei Renhu spoke eloquently, and said: "In the world, there is a way of respecting the humble, and the humble should be respected. It is a matter of course. The master swordsman is respected here. Life and death belong to him. We just need to be quiet and obedient. Do you still want to resist? Step down , back down!"

Pei Shoujing's pupils narrowed when she heard the words "honor and humility", and she looked at the white-haired man, but from her position she could only see the man's white hair, not his expression.Of course, it's useless to see clearly, the white-haired man has almost no expression.

Wang Cheng thought to himself: This kid has a city mansion, he can hold his breath, he is different from those idiots.He knew they couldn't beat the swordsman together, so what if they didn't obediently spend money and avoid disaster?Noisy and shouting, if you can't get your things back, you may annoy the swordsman and lose your money.

Of course he's talking about delaying the attack, right?Could it be that someone really thought so from the bottom of their hearts?
The white-haired man suddenly stood up, his white hair fell down naturally, and was blown up slightly by the wind.

Ming Jing, who was standing respectfully beside him, suddenly took a step back, and the ivy in his hand hung down weakly.

"There is a way of honor and inferiority, life and death are right, what you said is really good." He walked slowly, and came in front of everyone. He was tall, and these young men and women hadn't grown up yet, and the sunlight was covered by his figure. huddled in the shadows.

"Ming Jing, did you hear that?" He asked, but didn't look back at the gray-haired girl, "As long as you become a swordsman, as long as you are strong, you can do anything. Take everything from them, and they will take the initiative to explain it to us. "

He seemed to be laughing at these words, but there was an endless chill in his laughter.

Pei Renhu only felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. He was too young, had only read books and had no experience, so he was only at a loss.

He only felt his head sink, and pressed a big hand on top of his head, and said, "Look, what do these wealthy families teach children? The weak bow their heads and accept their fate, and the strong do whatever they want, like this—"

Speaking of this, a young man next to him stared wide-eyed, suddenly lost focus, and fell down.

"Or this—"

Another puppet whose thread was broken by a girl fell to the ground with a plop.

"This way, this way..."

One by one, young men and women fell down, lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.Only Pei Renhu was held in place, trembling all over.

At this moment, I can't remember any classics or book rituals, only the most primitive fear remains.He couldn't even think of asking why: Why did the swordsman want their lives if they were so obedient?
"And you-"

"and many more!"

A crisp female voice came: "Your Excellency, he is not sensible, please spare him once. He is my younger brother."

At this moment, Pei Renhu burst into tears and cried, "Sister!"

Pei Shoujing stepped forward and begged, "Your Excellency, Swordsman, he is only eleven years old, and he is a fool. What he said is not what he thinks, but what his father said, and he just learned his tongue. He has no ideas of his own. Just like to yell. We were all like that when we were kids. For his ignorance's sake, go around him once."

Wang Cheng was excited and wanted to echo his cousin, but his tongue was a little stiff and he couldn't make a sound, so he only grunted a few times and nodded.

The white-haired man turned his head slowly, pressed the little fat man's head, and said, "Oh, you said he was talking nonsense. Although I am powerful, I can't do whatever I want?"

Pei Shoujing shook her head and said, "I have no idea either. I'm also a stupid kid. I just ask you to let him go."

The white-haired man said: "Ming Jing, what do you think?"

The gray-haired girl hesitated, then nodded.

The white-haired man shook his head and said, "You don't have your own ideas either. You are all so stupid. Well, I can let him go and ask you to change it yourself."

Pei Shoujing said, "Me?"

The white-haired man said: "You come with me, I want you to do something. If you don't go, I will take him away." He rubbed the little fat man's hair, "Actually, I was looking for you from the beginning. But in daily life, you are still pleasing to the eye, and I am soft-hearted and want to let you go. Now you make your own choice. You, or him. "

Wang Cheng's heart sank, and he felt keenly that this matter must be very dangerous, even life-threatening. He regretted coming here even more. He planned to flatter a strong man, but he did not expect this person to be so malicious from the beginning. .

It's not hard to imagine that when their teenagers delivered them to the door, the swordsman must have laughed in his stomach, but some idiots sent them to the door with people and money, and there were unexpected gains.

At this moment, he had nothing else to think about, he just wanted to get out of his body, and if possible, his cousin could also live.

He trembled and said in a low voice: "Cousin, don't agree. It's just a brother of the clan, not...not a real brother."

The white-haired man looked at him and said, "You can do it too. But you boasted to be an ancient swordsman. Well, I will give you a chance to live and see if you have the ability."

It was only then that Wang Cheng realized that the so-called giving a chance was not about giving himself a chance, but just sparing his own life, and this was his own good luck.

The rest didn't even die?

He even came up with a thought: Could it be that his family had offended this person before, and he became a swordsman and came back to take revenge?
It's not impossible. As a local gentry, he offended many people.Although it is impossible to offend the swordsman directly, what happened before the swordsman became a swordsman?

He turned his head to look at Pei Shoujing, and reminded her not to do stupid things with his eyes again.

The white-haired man said: "What? What is your decision?"

Pei Shoujing lowered her head and said, "I..."

Wang Chengxin raised his throat.

"How could I—wait for death!"

She raised her head high, shouted, and rushed forward, with her hand on the brocade bag at her waist, the silver light shone!

Quan Jian - out of the sheath!
(End of this chapter)