Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 37 Young Master Yang Wuyou

"Isn't it? It is said that the Devil's Cult came here for the treasures of Mount Tai in Xuzhou. Hehe, now the leader of the Devil's Cult and the ten elders have come in total. , Hei Hei Zi, cursive script, the four masters of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting all came out of the mountain together. Even Fairy Qinglian from Cihang Sect came out of the mountain in person."

"What, even Fairy Qinglian among Red Flower, Qinglian, and White Peony has come out of the mountain? Wow, I really want to go to Mount Tai to have a look."

This person became nympho, and immediately attracted a group of contempt. "What kind of person is Qinglian Fairy, how can a person like you be able to blaspheme."

"My God, it's the ruthless son of Danqing Sect, hurry up, don't talk."

A panicked voice came from nowhere to reveal the identity of this person, and the scene immediately became quiet, and the people in the lobby didn't even make a sound of gasping.

Master Wuqing seemed to be very satisfied with the attitude of these people, and followed the little boy who came to lead the way a few steps proudly. When he passed by Lin Daoru, he suddenly found Luo Yifan's sword on the table, "Huh."

As if he had discovered some kind of treasure in Yijian, he went to get Luo Yifan's sword very easily, but Lin Daoru didn't stop him.

The ruthless young master slowly pulled out the sword, a trace of obsession flashed in his eyes, and he said in his mouth: "The color is like moonlight, straight as a line, and the fluorescent light flows and dragons sing. Swinging away all evil spirits, the body is clean, and the Emperor Zhenwu swings the devil sword. "

The ruthless young master was very happy and praised three times: "Good sword, good sword, good sword." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but his eyes never left the sword in his hand.

At this moment, Luo Yifan's anxious voice sounded, "Young Master, since you have seen my sword, can you return it now?"

"Oh!" His voice dragged on for a long time, as if he was very puzzled, he said: "This Zhen Wu Dang Demon Sword is the sword that Xuzhou hero Jian Wugou carried with him back then, the little brother is weak, should he steal this sword That's good, so as not to be killed."

His voice was cold, but Lin Daoru heard a threatening tone from his mouth, "Hmph, as for whether we have the ability to protect this kind of sword, I don't bother you, sir."

After all, the saber in the hands of the ruthless son suddenly let out a soft moan, and flew away immediately, landing in front of Lin Daoru.

Young Master Wuqing frowned slightly, a trace of seriousness flashed in his eyes, and said: "You are really naughty, come back soon. Don't trouble these brothers." He seemed to be talking to Jian.

As soon as the words fell, the sword suddenly flew up from the table, one fell into the scabbard in his hand, he shook the sword in his hand with some pride, and said: "Brother, it seems that this Jian still decided to follow me."

Lin Daoru couldn't deny it, but when the ruthless young master was about to step away again, he stared at the ruthless young master fiercely, and an invisible sword intent shot towards him fiercely.

There is no sword in his hand, but he has a sword in his heart. With a mighty, upright and unyielding aura in his sword intent, he rushed towards Young Master Rurui.

The ruthless young master who was feeling a little bit proud was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly put the sword in his hand in front of him, but it was too late, the sword intent cut across his chest, just tore through the clothes on his chest, but it didn't hurt To his flesh and blood.

A bean-sized bead of sweat flowed down from his forehead, followed by cold sweat, and he stayed where he was, not daring to move.

Lin Daoru led Luo Yifan and his disciples forward, took the real martial arts sword from his hand with a smile on his face, and said, "Master, the fact that the sword is in your hand doesn't mean it belongs to you. ah."

As soon as the words fell, he handed the sword in his hand to Luo Yifan and said, "Brother Luo, protect your sword well, don't let this kind of predestined person take it away again."

Luo Yifan nodded bitterly. Although he has a benevolent and honest heart, he is not a fool. He first offended the Pirate Fragrance Sect, and now he offended the Danqing Sect. It seems that he can't stay here in Xuzhou down.

Lin Daoru seemed to see through his thoughts, then smiled and said to him: "Brother Luo, go back to Qingzhou first, this is not the place you should stay."

Luo Yifan nodded, and finally cupped his hands with Lin Daoru and said, "Thank you Brother Lin Zhaoquan for your kindness. If there is a chance, Luo Yifan will definitely repay it."

Lin Daoru cupped his hands with him. The two of them walked together for a long time and developed a lot of feelings, so he said, "If you need anything in the future, feel free to find me on Zhengqi Mountain in Qingyang Sect in the north of Qingzhou."

Luo Yifan nodded, then carefully found a piece of gauze to wrap the sword in his hand, then tricked himself, called another disciple, exchanged the sword in his hand with him, and wrapped it in gauze again. stand up.The other disciples followed suit one after another, and they all wrapped up the swords in their hands. Luo Yifan nodded and finally said goodbye to Lin Daoru.

Then the two parted ways. Lin Daoru continued to go south to Mount Tai at the junction of Gunzhou and Xuzhou, and Luo Yifan went north to Mingjian Villa in Qingzhou.

Glancing at Luo Yifan and the others who were walking farther and farther away and gradually disappearing into the crowd, Lin Daoru felt a sense of loneliness inexplicably in his heart, turned around and left in a dim light, just in time for a wine seller to pick him up. Selling wine with a burden, Lin Daoru couldn't help showing a slight smile on his face.

After a lot of bargaining, I bought a gourd of wine from the wine seller, and got a gourd of wine for nothing. After walking a few steps, I took a sip of it, and I no longer had the majesty of a master. The unrestrained spirit of the people of the rivers and lakes.

"Everyone in the world says hello to immortals,

Only Hongchen can't forget.

Everyone in the world says wealth is good,
Only friendship can not be forgotten.

A pot of turbid wine is good for the country,

I can't forget it in my chest,
Whether the rivers and lakes are good or bad,

Entering the rivers and lakes makes people grow old.

…… "

He sang all the way, gradually drifting away, the ruthless young master who came out of the tavern followed him for a long time following the sound, and saw that he was heading towards Mount Tai, but Luo Yifan and others were not around him, so he couldn't help showing a thoughtful expression.

(End of this chapter)