Seeing Yue Feng's reaction, several disciples looked at each other and burst into laughter.
"So he's a mute."
"I said why didn't I say anything for a long time? It turns out that I can't speak."
"With a mark on his face, he can't speak, he is simply worse than a waste. I really don't know what Qingyi's stupid girl thought, and actually brought such a waste to the mountain."
While laughing, several disciples talked about Yue Feng's pinto, one more than the other.
Yue Feng was very angry, but when he thought of Qingyi, he still held back, and then closed his eyes and meditated.
"Oh, this kid dares to pretend?"
Seeing Yue Feng close his eyes, the disciples felt contemptuous and were very angry, so they wanted to teach Yue Feng a lesson.
"What are you arguing about here?"
However, at this moment, a faint voice came, not loud, but it was quite majestic.
Yue Feng opened his eyes and looked at the sound. He saw a young man slowly walking towards him, wearing a white long gown, handsome and graceful face.
It is Dong Liu, the senior brother of the Sword Sect.
"Senior Brother!"
Seeing Dong Liu, several disciples stood up straight and greeted him politely.
Dong Liu is powerful and has a high status in the entire Sword Sect. He is not only the senior brother, but also the closed disciple of the head Mu Jianli, and he is expected to become the next generation of sect leaders in the future.
Therefore, the disciples of the entire Sword Sect were all in awe of Dong Liu.
Um!
Dong Liu nodded proudly, then walked over, looked up and down at Yue Feng, frowned and said, "Who is this? Who brought him up?"
As soon as he finished speaking, one of the disciples quickly said, "Report to senior brother, this freak was brought by junior sister Qingyi. He said he met halfway through. Seeing that he was seriously injured, he took him up the mountain."
"Senior Brother, this kid is not only full of birthmarks, but also a mute." Another disciple said.
Dumb?
Hearing this, Dong Liu frowned, looking at Yue Feng unable to hide his superiority in his heart: "Boy, you are mute but not deaf, right?"
Yue Feng didn't bother to pay attention, but he nodded.
Dong Liu's mouth curled up and showed a wicked smile: "Can you write?"
Yue Feng continued to nod.
"very good!"
Dong Liu's smile became stronger and he said word by word: "Then write it for me, why did you meet Qingyi? And why did you lie to her to bring you to the Sword Sect."
At this time, Dong Liu looked very polite with a smile on her face, and her heart was extremely cold.
As the senior brother of the Sword Sect, Dong Liu was very proud and believed that the mute in front of him wanted to use Qingyi's relationship to curry favor with the Sword Sect. After all, over the years, the reputation of the Sword Sect has surpassed the Dan Sect and Wen Sect.
Under such circumstances, in the past two years, many young people in the world have been trying their best to join the Sword Sect.
call!
Upon hearing the inquiry, Yue Feng took a deep breath, then picked up a stone, and wrote a few short sentences on the ground.
'Miss Qingyi and I met by chance. I didn't ask her to bring me to the Sword Sect. She wanted to help me heal my wounds, so she brought me to the Sword Sect.'
A few words are lively and elegant, making people feel refreshed and happy.
When he had the Linglong Tower, Yue Feng released the calligraphy saint Zhang Xu. During that time, Yue Feng often discussed magical methods with Zhang Xu, and the words he wrote at this time already had the style of a great man.
Seeing Yue Feng's word, Dong Liu and the disciples were stunned.
"Tsk tsk..."
The next second, Dong Liu curled his lips and smiled, exclaiming a few times: "The handwriting is well written. You said you are not from the Sword Sect. You have nothing to say, who believes it?"
"I tell you that there are more people who want to join our Sword Sect. Every day, many people try every means to come in, but they have healthy limbs. What about you? You are just a waste with a disgusting mark on your face and a mute one."
Finally, Dong Liu came up and looked condescending: "What qualifications do you have to step onto the gate of our Sword Sect?"
It's really interesting.
When Yue Fengqi heard this, he laughed loudly. This senior brother is so superior that he thought I was here to join the Sword Sect.
I was once the Lord of the Heavenly Sect and the hero of Jiuzhou. How could I look down on you, a small sword sect?