The girl Bai Yun looked at the blue woman, with a smiley smile, and her flushed. The sound of breath was trembling, but she was weak, but she didn't know how to fight back.
"You shut me up. This kid is not defined now. Maybe it is the evil slave who escaped from the Lord. He rashly saved it.
Come to inform me, but take him out secretly, what happened, do you treat it? "
The woman named Siyin was hanging with a brow and a cold sound.
Between words, it is mean and unreasonable.
"Lu Siyin, not allowed you to be nonsense, Brother Lin must not be a bad guy." Bai Yun drumped his red face, biting his lips.
"Oh, Bai Yun. You see the mark of the eyebrows. Not only in Youzhou, there are similar customs in other states in ancient South China.
A young man in black, a young man in black, pleased the landing Siyin and sneered: "Boy, I'm right, right?"
Lin Yun thought about it. No wonder, before, those people saw their faces strangely and disdainful.
It turned out that he saw his eyebrow mark and regarded him as a sword slave.
"Brother Leng Feng, why are you like this ... Even if you are a sword slave, you can't be a good person?"
Bai Yun said with grievances.
"What do you know about your girl? Silly, how can a good person hurt? Pingbai for no reason, someone will hurt him? At first glance, he escapes the Lord.
Drop, little sword slave, I said right? "
Lu Siyin frowned, staring coldly at Lin Yun, sinking sinking.
"Right or wrong, I don't want to argue with you, what I want to say is that this sword in your hand is mine."
Lin Yunshen is indifferent, saying lightly.
"Joke, you can have this sword slave, how can you have this sword! Take a step back, even if it is yours, are you still qualified to have it now? Don't you know, are you already abandoned now?"
Lu Siyin's eyes flashed disdain, and he laughed when he sneered.
A group of young disciples next to him were also sneered and looked bad.
"This sword slave is really unknown. I waited for his life. There was no thank you word. If it was me, I would definitely take the initiative to give this sword to Sister Lu, where there is still the reason for recovery."
"Huh, this sword is very expensive, but is the Xuanbing of the grass and trees, born with spiritual patterns, and there is a rhyme, it must be stolen."
"Since it was stolen, Sister Lu now borrowed it for a while, and it would be what the real owner was given to him in the future."
A group of seven -mouths and tongues did not mean to return the sword to Lin Yun at all, and even slandered it was he stolen.
"You, how can this!"
The girl Bai Yun's face flushed, but she didn't expect that her sister was so shameless.
"Sister Lu, I think this sword slave, I'm afraid I can't see the situation clearly. Or should I close him first and say that after finding out his bottom, I will make a decision."
The disciple named Leng Feng flashed in his eyes and stared at Lin Yun.
"I just have this, do it. A sword slave, dare to want me, I don’t know how to live and die."
Lu Siyin has no expression, and said coldly.
"Dare!"
Bai Yun looked anxious, stretched out his hand in front of Lin Yun, so as not to let the cold seal approach.
"Sister Bai, offended ..."
Leng Feng didn't mean to stop there. It was rare to please Lu Siyin. How would he give up?
"Tangtang Tianfu Academy
Disciples, fell to such a point, did you shoot a serious injury? "
At this moment, a woman in a long purple dress in the distance came over.
This woman's appearance is much more exquisite than Lu Siyin. There is no expression on her beautiful melon seeds, and her frown flashes.
Its status seemed to be quite high. As soon as he came forward, the disciple named cold seal immediately converged a lot.
Hurry up and apologize, even Lu Siyin's face changed, and the breath suddenly fell down.
"Brother Lin is fine. This is our master Liu Yunyan. Your injury is her treatment ..." Bai Yun, who was drumming, saw this purple -coated woman appearing, and suddenly showed a soft smile on her face.
Lin Yun thought about it, the woman in front of her really did it.
He can clearly feel that the other party has reached the realm of Zifu, and there should be the cultivation of Xiaocheng Xiaocheng. The strength is obviously better than the others present.
But what kind of power is the Tianfu Academy in her mouth.
If there are no accidents on the boat, it should be disciples of Tianfu Academy.
"Master ..."
Seeing Bai Yun running towards herself, some high -cold purple -coat women showed a soft expression on her face. After listening to Bai Yun's words, she fell on Lin Yun. There was not much disgust, and of course there was no closer.
Nodded, and then looked at Lu Siyin: "Si Yin, what is Xiao Yun talking about it? This sword in your hand is it really him?"
"This sword is indeed taken out of the sword box behind him, but it may not necessarily be him in him. Besides, you also know, this person has been abandoned, even if his sword stays on him
, It's useless. "
In front of Liu Yunyan, Si Xueyi's posture was very low.
Liu Yunyan thoughtfully, softly: "Do you like it?"
"Well, Si Yin really likes this sword, and please ask his sister to fulfill."
Lu Siyin looked up, showing a hope look in his eyes.
She knows her sister very well, as long as she is not too much, this sister will definitely bid to the disciples of her ancestors.
Moreover, the other party is indeed a waste.
"Your name is Lin Yun, right?"
Liu Yunyan looked at Lin Yun softly.
"It's me."
Lin Yun groaned in his heart and looked at his appearance. He didn't seem to plan to hand over the sword.
"This sword, I want to buy it."
Liu Yunyan said softly: "I hope you can agree."
"If I don't agree?"
Lin Yun said with a smile.
Liu Yunyan's eyes flashed in the surprise, apparently, the other party dared to talk to her in such a tone.
But she has never been angry, calmly: "You, although it is a sword slave, you can have this cultivation at a young age, I'm afraid of good talents. But ..."
After pause, Liu Yunyan's face flashed with sympathy, and Shen said: "You may not know that your injuries are much worse than you think.
So simple, the remaining seven mysterious pulses also suffered severe burns. Once it operates, it will be extremely painful. If you want to cure well, it is impossible. You ... are already a waste. "
Some unbearable, but Liu Yunyan told the other party truthfully.
The opponent's injury is her healing. However, what she treats is only a shocking injury like Lin Yun's internal organs and flesh injuries, and she has no way. She has no way.
Even the disciples of Tianfu Academy were seriously injured, almost half of the abolition.
It was indeed a demon, and the academy would spend a lot of money to recover for it.
As for Lin Yun, a sword slave has no background and has been hit by this.
This life is destined to abolish.
"You think, I am an abandoned person, so it is useless to bury the flower sword. It is better to be a man of water, right?"
Lin Yun heard the meaning of the other person's words.
However, I did not expect that I barely felt that the passionate mysterious pulse, which was almost half abandoned in the other person, was a bit interesting.
The other party was afraid of unexpectedly, even if she seemed to be abolished.
For Lin Yun, he has practiced the dragon elephant war body, and it is only a matter of time.
"What if my cultivation can be restored?"
Lin Yun asked.
"Really? You really can laugh. If you can recover, I will naturally not be difficult to be strong. But just wait for you to restore it. This sword will be kept for you for the time being.
If you are willing, I can give you a place in the academy. "
Liu Yunyan's eyes flashed a little, and obviously, she thought that Lin Yun was a bit bigger.
Lin Yun smiled bitterly, slightly helpless.
Right now, he just woke up, and his strength has not been recovered. If you want to do it, he is also weak. Let's bear it for the time being.
He was not entangled in this topic, groaning: "My storage bag, in her hands, should you give it to her?"
Liu Yunyan frowned slightly and looked at Lu Siyin: "What he said is the truth."
"It is indeed in my hands, but I didn't move his storage bag. I have no interest in a storage bag of a sword slave, but it is temporarily collected."
Lu Siyin talked and took out Lin Yun's storage bag.
Suddenly, she was in front of her eyes and laughed: "Sister, this sword slave cares so much about storage bags, I'm afraid it would steal her owner's treasure. Do you want to open it?"
"You say a few words."
Liu Yunyan glared at her and scolded.
"oh."
Lu Siyin bowed his head quickly, but he was too proud, forgetting his sister's temper.
"Oh, give it to you, Miss Ben is not rare."
The storage bag passed a arc in the air and was thrown over by it.
Lin Yun took the hand, held the storage bag, and glanced deeply, groaning: "I hope you remember what you said."
The words fell, ignored the other party, turned and left.
"This guy. I am still not convinced, Sister Liu, you are so good to him."
Cold seal, said angrily.
"What do I do, do you need you to teach me?"
Liu Yunyan glanced coldly, and said to Lu Siyin: "Sword, let me see."
"Um."
Lu Siyin stepped forward and handed the sword over.
Big!
Pulling the sword out of the sheath, the sword body is scratched like a luminous autumn water, and the light is overflowing. The heavy sword body has a naturally formed spiritual pattern, which implies the rhyme, and the sword tip of the cold mang is sharp and daunting.
In the eyes of Liu Yunyan, he suddenly flashed, and looked up at the direction where Lin Yun left.
"Burning flower?"
No wonder, Lu Siyin likes this sword, it is indeed a good sword.
Surlock!
After receiving the sword and returning to the sheath, Liu Yunyan handed it to the other party and groaned: "If the other party has renamed it, remember to return the sword to others."
"Sister laughed, a waste, I don’t believe he still has the opportunity to recover strength."
Lu Siyin didn't care, and sneered softly.
What a joke? Since this sword is in her hands, it is impossible to let it out.