Wuxia: I became Princess Zhao Min’s follower?

"You...I treat you as my elder brother in vain, you can actually say such things!"

After saying this, the drunk man rushed towards Brother Yang.

The two wrestled together in an instant.

Although Brother Yang's hand was broken, it did not affect his strength at all.

He kicked the drunk man out of the room.

After being kicked out, he also hurriedly chased after him.

Others saw the current situation and knew what was going on.

So he quietly walked out the door.

Zhou Zhiruo was lying on the bed, feeling worried.

She could hear nothing but sounds now.

Even in this situation, Zhou Zhiruo's worries became more and more amplified.

Xiao Yao saw their little thoughts.

Want to run?

How can it be!

The corners of Xiao Yao's mouth curled up slightly, he picked up the (cjbe) sword that fell on the ground and threw it directly in their direction.

The sword was inserted directly into the path they must take to leave.

Seeing the extra sword in front of them, their legs trembled in unison, and their pupils were filled with disbelief:

"Oh my God! There is actually someone who can hold this sword!"

As soon as this voice came out, it attracted Xiao Yao's attention.

He looked at the person who just spoke and asked, "What did you just say?"

The man couldn't help but swayed when he heard Xiao Yao's voice, and he stuttered when he spoke:

"Back...back to senior, I...I just said that you can actually hold this sword, it is simply amazing!"

When Xiao Yao heard his voice, a trace of doubt flashed in his heart:

"It's just an ordinary sword, how can it be said that it can't be held or not!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Yao walked towards the place where the sword was inserted.

When they saw Xiao Yao's figure, their eyes were full of fear.

Especially when they saw Xiao Yao drawing his sword, their legs softened and they knelt on the ground.

Everyone lowered their heads, their bodies were trembling slightly, and they were still muttering:

"Senior, we were wrong, we shouldn't have escaped!"

But at this time, Xiao Yao was not interested in their status.

At this moment, all his interest was in the broken sword.

Xiao Yao pulled out the sword and put his eyes on the sword.

The entire body of the sword is black, but if you look closely, there is a hint of red hidden behind the blackness.

Seeing this feature, a trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Yao's heart:

"Isn't this sword the dark iron heavy sword that Yang Guo used back then?"

As soon as he had this doubt, the system beeped.

[Congratulations to the host for the correct answer, this sword is the Dark Iron Heavy Sword! 】

After hearing the system's voice, Xiao Yao also set his sights on Yang Jing.

Yang Jing?

Could it be that he is a descendant of Yang Guo?

This idea was dismissed by Xiao Yao as soon as it came up.

After all, Yang Guo had no children at the time, so it would be too far-fetched to say that he was a descendant.

This doubt only existed in Xiao Yao's mind for a second and then disappeared.

Yang Jing's identity has nothing to do with him.

So Xiao Yao inserted the drawn sword back in.

His eyes looked at everyone: "You can leave if you want, but he has to stay!"

Hearing Xiao Yao's voice, they raised their heads.

Seeing the direction of Xiao Yao's finger, he looked like the drunk man just now.

Yang Jing saw Xiao Yao's actions and asked his doubts:

"Senior, can I ask him what he did wrong?"

Hearing his voice, Xiao Yao said lightly: "The attempt to commit filth was not successful!"

When Brother Yang heard Xiao Yao's voice, his expression turned ugly.

Although he likes to be admired by the stars, he is quite disgusted with things like bullying.

So he caught the drunk man out at once.

After pulling it out, he took out a knife from his body and forced it towards the drunk man.

.......

280 Senior madam, do you think you are satisfied?

Yang Jing took a knife and pushed towards the drunk man.

When the drunk man saw Yang Jing's actions, his face was filled with fear, and his voice trembled when he spoke:

"Brother...brother, what do you want to do?"

When Yang Jing heard his voice, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes~:

"Don't call me brother, I don't have a brother like you!"

After saying this, Yang Jing mercilessly stabbed the drunk man's wrists and ankles with the knife.

"Swish" twice, the drunk man's wrists and ankles were already covered with blood.

Even if he wanted to practice martial arts in the future, it would be impossible for him.

After Yang Jing defeated the drunk man, he raised his hand towards Xiao Yao: "Senior, do you think you are satisfied?"

Xiao Yao also knew what he meant. He just wanted to save his brother's life.

However, it was not him who was hurt, and it had nothing to do with him.

So Xiao Yao shook his head and said, "You should ask the victim about this matter!"

Yang Jing was not a stupid person, and his attention was immediately focused on Zhou Zhiruo.

Although he didn't see Zhou Zhiruo's appearance.

But looking at Xiao Yao's attitude just now, he also knew that the relationship between the two people was not simple.

Thinking of this, he walked near Zhou Zhiruo and asked tentatively:

"Senior Madam, I have destroyed him, do you think you are satisfied?"

When Zhou Zhiruo heard his voice, a trace of doubt flashed in her heart:

"Senior Madam? Is he calling me?"

As soon as this doubt emerged, Zhou Zhiruo also knew what was going on.

The senior he mentioned should be Xiao Yao.

After all, in Zhou Zhiruo's heart, only Xiao Yao can be called a senior.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo's face suddenly turned red.

After all, the person just called him senior’s wife.

If you round it off like this, wouldn't you be Xiao Yao's wife?

With this idea, Zhou Zhiruo's face was filled with a bright smile.

So she cleared her throat and said seriously:

"Okay, that's it!"

If you listen carefully, it is not difficult to find the small hint of happiness in Zhou Zhiruo's tone.

When Yang Jing heard Zhou Zhiruo's voice, he nodded slightly and exited the room.

After exiting the room, he bowed his hand towards Xiao Yao again: "Senior, Madam said it's okay!"

When Xiao Yao heard his voice, three black lines slid up and down his forehead.

God damn lady!

Is there something wrong with Yang Jing’s brain?

Which of his eyes could tell that Zhou Zhiruo belonged to his wife?

Really speechless!

Thinking of this, when Xiao Yao was about to mention a few words to Yang Jing, Yang Jing and the others had already disappeared.

When Yang Jing left, he wanted to take his sword with him.

But after he pulled it out for a long time, the sword still stayed in place and didn't move at all.

For the sake of his own life, he chose to abandon his sword and leave.

After all, a broken sword is not as important as his life.

Xiao Yao watched them leave, but fortunately he didn't explain.

Besides, Xiao Yao and them had nothing to explain.