The villain, the Son, frantically attacked them in order to survive

Wushang didn't let Lu Mu do anything, he dumped the wine jar and filled three bowls with wine.

"This old man has nothing to offer to entertain you."

"Just a moment."

Wushang's old face, shriveled like an orange peel, twitched, revealing a bitter smile.

Lu Mu and Luo Shuang looked at each other, and they were not polite, so they took the bowl and drank it with their heads up.

This wine is strong wine, pungent in the mouth, but incomparably delicious, and the sweet liquid enters the throat, which makes the viscera of the two people heat up, as if warm currents are gushing from the dantian, making people feel comfortable and addicted.

"Good wine."

Lu Mu was also refreshing, and drank six or seven large bowls in a row.

Luo Shuangning didn't particularly like this kind of spicy liquor. Compared with it, the cellar that Lu Mu took out made her like it more, but what surprised her was that Wushang used to be the same as her. He didn't care about anything other than the affairs of the Sword Sect.

It seems that for 400 years, this uncle has really never used a sword.

"Brother Mu, what did you tell my uncle just now?"

Luo Shuang looked at Lu Mu intently. The latter was fond of this strong wine at this time, and it seemed that there was no need to say more. The smell of the wine jar alone was enough to clarify what he wanted.

"It's nothing, it's just that seniors need to know that you are very important."

Lu Mu's hand under the table slid gently along her soft face. He looked down at her and smiled.

Luo Shuangning's pretty face flushed, and she gave him a reproachful look.

It's a bit unorthodox.

"Girl Luo, my senior brother wants you to be the sword master, maybe it's just because you are similar to him before."

Wushang put down his wine bowl and looked at Luo Shuangning.

Luo Shuangning was slightly startled.

"As a Yang sword, he is extremely talented, but he only focuses on sword cultivation and never cares about other things, but I am different. I practice Yin sword, but my conversation is also quite awkward. Everyone thinks that I will be The candidate for the next sword master."

Wushang recalled the past with a sad look in his eyes.

"But then Master chose him, which caused... trouble."

"I've heard about that incident... I heard that you and Master made an appointment to fight to the death. From the top of the first sword peak, you fought all the way to the depths of the sword burial mountain range. Even several sword mounds were completely destroyed by your aftermath. destroyed."

Luo Shuangning just recalled the scene... Two powerful sword cultivators, each with one sword, changed the color of the world. It is not shocking. In fact, the Yang Sword Master also mentioned this matter, and Luo Shuangning had heard of it since childhood.

"I lost that battle."

Wushang smiled wryly. "But I lost to him, not because of poor strength."

"Originally, it was impossible for me to lose. Both of us have just entered the good fortune, but in terms of the sword's momentum, I have gone further than him. unstable."

"Unfortunately, I lost in the ambition."

Unprecedented light burst out from Wushang's cloudy old eyes, as if the bloody battle with his senior brother, from heaven to earth, was still in front of him.

"Chi?"

Luo Shuangning frowned slightly, but Lu Mu already understood a little.

"It wasn't until then that I discovered that senior brother has the great ambition to unite vertically and horizontally. Wanjian Qianshan is already divided, and it is not surprising when it collapses. Everyone says that I, Wanjian Qianshan, is a universal sect. In fact, it is only second-rate, if the Fifteen Sword Peaks are not really condensed in the hands of one person, maybe this world will be the end of the world."

"But now, the number one sword cultivator school is probably not far from collapse."

Wushang's words were full of dullness and pain. At this moment, the bitter wine was already in his throat and his heart ached. Even though the wine was really fragrant, it was just tasteless now.

Lu Mu didn't speak, but just stared at the fine wine in the wine bowl, thoughtful.

What Wushang said was right. The same sword cultivator, but in order to prevent Luo Shuangning from ascending the position of sword master, he would rather collude with the evil cultivator. The reputation of the evil cultivator has become so bad that everyone can hear it. It is not difficult to imagine that someone in the middle of the world did this, if this matter was revealed...

That Lord Yang Sword might be the first to provoke the battle.

That would be another chaotic battle within the sword cultivator for tens of thousands of years. Last time, the sword cultivator was seriously injured and completely fell to the top, but this time, it might be the moment when the sword cultivator completely declined.

In the sword cultivator civil war of Wanjian Qianshan, it is impossible to have a winner after the fight is over, except for outsiders who are profiting from the fisherman.

"It took me many years to understand the master's intention - Wanjian Qianshan will no longer have any sword peaks, and there will not be fifteen sword masters, but only one suzerain!"

"Although my senior brother is not as talented as me, he has such great ambitions. On the other hand, I am content with the status quo. I think there is no problem with the sword sect like this."

At the end of Wushang's words, he was a little disappointed, the gloom in his eyes became more and more intense, and finally turned into a deep mourning.

"When I knew this, my Dao heart was out of balance."

"In the end, I still gave up the position of sword master to senior brother."

Between the words, one of the wine jars on the table was already empty, and Wushang filled it up again, and continued, "Unfortunately, he was a little too eager to get it done... The Sword Burial Mountain Range is the most dangerous danger in this world." Even if you go to the Holy Land, you have to be more careful when you walk into it."

"Now, he has been brainwashed by Hong Huang Jiansha, and he can't fulfill his previous ambition."

As if feeling sorry for the well-known "Crazy Sword", Wushang raised his wine bowl, smiled wryly, and drank it down.

Really a pair of brothers and sisters.

"Shuang Ning can do it."

Lu Mu put down his wine bowl, his voice was cold and domineering.

"But she needs your support. Although the yin and yang swords have turned against each other for more than four hundred years, as far as this junior knows, the two of you with two swords can fight the world."

Wushang smiled.

"Of course the old man will support it. My nephew came all the way here because he thinks my old bones are still useful?"

When the stooped old man put down the wine bowl, the shop suddenly became quiet, because a cold sword flowed in it.

"Forget it, let those guys experience the power of Yin Jian again."

Section 6#第三结条血舞伊人：Chapter [-]: The third sword peak is all anti-bones boy

Wushang's eyes suddenly shot two sword lights, and they pierced through the void in an instant.

Lu Mu and Luo Shuang fixed their eyes.

It seems that this former "Yin Sword", even after losing to Yang Jian, even if he hides here to brew wine, his cultivation level has never declined at all. This sword field has become a reality. The world is under the old man's mind.

Sword domain, this is the pinnacle of sword cultivation, and it is also the height that Luo Shuangning vowed to reach.

"I didn't expect that uncle has come to this step."

Luo Shuangning sighed softly, her eyes full of reverence.

She did not dare to extravagantly hope that one day she could reach the state of ascension, but as long as she could stand at the same level as Master Wushang, that would be her absolute goal.

"Hehe, it took hundreds of years to get to this point. Now that I have reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, but my cultivation has stagnated, it is also helpless, but the old man has already seen it, and passed this life safely. In the end, it is nothing but a transformation. To be dust and return to heaven and earth, why bother to be persistent?"

Wushang looked like he had seen through life and death long ago, and he did seem to have a kind of freedom.

"Senior lives in style, but it's a blessing in disguise. How can you know it's not a blessing?"

Lu Mu cupped his hands.

"You told me before that someone in Wanjianqian Mountain colluded with those thieves from the Xiexin Sect to kill my nephew Luo... Hmph, I already have some clues in my heart."

"Among the fifteen sword peaks, although most of them can't deal with my first sword peak, they can't do such insidious things after all, except... those unscrupulous lunatics at the third sword peak."

Wushang stroked his beard, a killing intent flickered in his eyes.

"The Third Sword Peak..."

Luo Shuangning also frowned, not because she also had doubts, but because the Third Sword Peak had a very good reputation in the entire Ten Thousand Swords and Thousand Mountains, and most of the disciples who came here who wanted to practice swordsmanship would also know Choosing to go to the third sword peak, according to Luo Shuangning's thinking, among the mountains of thousands of swords, the one who can deserve the title of "number one" is not the number one sword peak where they are.

Maybe it's just because, when her Master Yang Jiansheng is not crazy, his swordsmanship can crush other sword masters.

But even so, there is no doubt that the Third Sword Peak has a profound background, countless treasure houses, and riches. There are thousands of disciples under the mountain gate. In the eyes of many forces, the Third Sword Peak is the face of Wan Jianqianshan .

"Those hypocrites started to get closer to me when the old man had not succeeded as the sword master. As a result, when the master announced that my senior brother would succeed, the first thing they considered was not to turn to him, but to be with me. I united, strangled him, and made me sit on the throne of the sword master... Hmph! This third sword peak is amiable on the surface, but it has already been planning behind its back to monopolize Wanjianqianshan!"

When Wushang's words got angry, he became angry, and he no longer used a bowl to drink, but directly grabbed the wine jar and poured it vigorously. It seems that sometimes the past is not necessarily so easy to forget.

"Uncle thinks that in the Third Sword Peak...someone is behind the scenes?"

Luo Shuangning squeezed the scabbard silently, and Lu Mu reached out his hand, put it on her back, and stroked it gently.

"Hmph, Third Jianfeng has colluded with outsiders a lot. Long before the old man left, they had negotiated some terms and compromises with many forces in private. Of course, they didn't make it so obvious at that time. , As for now... the old man would like to know, how many of the fifteen sword peaks are actually controlled by the third sword peak?"

Wushang put down the wine jar, and calmly spit out some secrets that must not be leaked. Listening, Lu Mu couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.

In fact, the Third Sword Peak does have a big problem.

Because in the original plot, the third sword peak was the first to stand up against Luo Shuangning's decision to merge the fifteen sword peaks, and when Luo Shuangning fought against Wanjian Qianshan with one sword, the third sword Feng also invited a lot of foreign aid, including Wengu Bajia.

But in the end they were all crushed by Luo Shuangning's sword.

When twenty or five children are gathered in one place, it is convenient to clean up.

But before that, Lu Mu really didn't know what other good things this third sword peak did, after all, he didn't write it himself.

Lu Mu had already made up his mind.

Anyway, no matter what, the third sword peak will only end up with the fate that the anti-bone boy deserves, but since these guys have already started to use unscrupulous means as early as now, then he will never sit idly by, even if Luo Shuangning loses his With help, I can survive this calamity safely.

"If Xiexinzong still wants to continue to lose some 'Tianjiao', Shuang Ning will accompany him."

Luo Shuang touched Hanyue's sword hilt, and there was a slight fluctuation in the scabbard, which was sharp and fierce.

After this divine sword drank blood again, it seemed to cleave the world even more.

"Don't worry, Luo girl, in the southeast region, I want to see who dares to touch you. Although I choose to live here in seclusion, the Yin sword has not died out just like that."

Wushang's tone was still calm, but it revealed a strong self-confidence.

"When the time is right, the old man will personally go back to the Sword Burial Mountain Range. Speaking of which, if the two of you are interested, you can go to the City of Thousand Sects. The Bailing Merchant Alliance's 50-year "Ask the Ancients" will start soon Now, maybe there's something in it for you."

"Ask what is Gu Daji?"

Luo Shuangning was taken aback, obviously she didn't know much about it, but she had been with the sword a lot on weekdays, so naturally she wouldn't remember these things.

Lu Mu explained to her calmly.

Ask Gu Daji, since the Great Tribulation of Xuantian, the Bailing Merchant Alliance has held an extremely large but very secret market. If the participants do not come from supernatural forces, they must have enough self-cultivation skills. For, and this threshold is the environment of creation.

Naturally, some bartering or auctioning is also done at this gathering, but the people who trade here are by no means ordinary people, and the things that may appear are by no means what you can see in ordinary times... Even if Even if you ask the ancient eight schools, you can also find the treasure you need in it, and the "protagonist" also finds the treasure you need in it.

"The City of Thousand Sects... that's fine, let's go and have a look."

Lu Mu looked at Luo Shuangning, who also nodded with a slight smile, "If Brother Mu wants to go, I will accompany you."

The two smiled at each other.

"Speaking of which, recently there is a girl in the southeast region who has become famous. She's called 'Blood Dancer Ji'. From what I've seen, she seems to be quite a character."

"She was also invited by the Bailing Merchant Alliance as a guest, and she is also the disciple of the guy who is the Lord of Shura...Speaking of which, kid from the Lu family, is she your junior sister?"

Wushang came back with another jug ​​of wine, and looked at Lu Mu while pouring himself wine.

"Hahaha, uncle, you guessed right, she is my junior sister."

Lu Mu smiled and nodded.

Then Luo Shuangning's jade hand silently touched his back, and squeezed it hard.

Section 7#Volume [-] Blood Dancing Beauty: Chapter [-]: Play however you want

Luo Shuangning watched Lu Mu's brows slowly tightened, and finally when her mouth couldn't help hissing, she let go of her hand sadly.

Of course, Lu Mu's skin is rough and fleshy, no matter how hard her fingertips are, she won't be able to hurt her, but instead Luo Shuangning looked at Lu Mu's appearance, and she became the one who couldn't bear it, just a pair of beautiful eyes , glared at Lu Mu with resentment, then lowered his head and ignored Lu Mu.

If it wasn't for Wushang still watching here, Lu Mu would want to pinch her cheek now.

Such a sad and pitiful look is rarely seen on weekdays.

"Hahaha, it seems that you two have a good relationship."

Wushang watched the interaction between the two, and couldn't help joking.

"Ahem.....Senior, I'm overwhelmed."

Lu Mu scratched his head in embarrassment, but he was very grateful in his heart.