"Sister Si Yin, you...how can you say that to me."
The girl Bai Yun looked at the woman in blue, her delicate smile turned red. Her voice was trembling with anger, but she was weak-tempered and didn't know how to fight back.
"Shut up. This kid's identity has not yet been defined. He might be an evil slave who has escaped from his master. He doesn't know what kind of trouble he will get into if he rescues him rashly. That's all. After this kid wakes up, don't you?
He came to inform me, but instead took him to sneak out. If something happens, can you bear it?"
The woman named Si Yin frowned and scolded coldly.
Her words were harsh, unreasonable, and overbearing, leaving Bai Yun no chance to refute.
"Lu Siyin, you are not allowed to talk nonsense. Brother Lin is definitely not a bad person." Bai Yun puffed up her little red face and bit her lip as she said.
"Haha, Bai Yun. Did you see the mark between the eyebrows? Not only in Youzhou, but also in other states in the ancient Nanhua Territory, there is a similar custom of branding one's own sword slaves with this mark."
Next to the woman in blue, a young man in black was trying to please Lu Siyin and sneered: "Boy, what I said is right."
Lin Yun was thoughtful. No wonder those people had looked strange and disdainful when they saw him before.
It turned out that he saw the mark between his eyebrows and mistook him for a sword slave.
"Senior Brother Leng Feng, why are you like this... Even if you are a sword slave, can't a sword slave be a good person?"
Bai Yun said aggrievedly.
"You girl, what do you know? You are so stupid. How did a good person get this injury? How could someone hurt him for no reason? It seems that the Devourer is running away, so he was dealt such a heavy blow, and he was immediately crippled.
It’s gone, little sword slave, am I right?”
Lu Siyin raised his eyebrows, stared at Lin Yun coldly, and shouted in a deep voice.
"Whether it's right or wrong, I don't want to argue with you. What I want to say is that the sword in your hand belongs to me."
Lin Yun looked indifferent and said calmly.
"It's a joke. How could you, a mere sword slave, have such a sword? To say the least, even if it's yours, are you still qualified to own it now? Don't you know that you are now a useless person?"
Lu Siyin's eyes flashed with disdain and he let out a harsh sneer.
The group of young disciples following him also sneered and looked unkind.
"This sword slave is really ignorant. I saved his life. He didn't even say a word of thanks. If it were me, I would definitely give this sword to Senior Sister Lu. There is no reason to ask for it back."
"Hmph, this sword is very precious. It is a mysterious weapon of grass and trees, with natural spiritual patterns and a Taoist charm. He must have stolen it."
"Since it was stolen, it is only natural for Senior Sister Lu to borrow it temporarily and return it to its true owner in the future."
The group of people were all talking and had no intention of returning the sword to Lin Yun, and even accused him of stealing it.
"How could you do this?"
The girl Bai Yun's face turned red with anger. She never expected that her senior sister would be so shameless.
"Senior Sister Lu, I think this sword slave may not be able to see the situation clearly. It is better to lock him up first, and then make a decision after finding out his details."
The disciple named Leng Feng stared at Lin Yun with murderous intent flashing in his eyes.
"That's what I have in mind, let's do it. I'm just a sword slave, but you still dare to act recklessly with me, without knowing whether to live or die."
Lu Siyin had no expression on his face and said coldly.
"You dare!"
Bai Yun looked anxious and stretched out her hand to block Lin Yun, preventing Leng Feng from getting closer.
"Junior sister Bai, I'm offended..."
Leng Feng had no intention of giving up. It was a rare opportunity to please Lu Siyin, so how could he give up just like that.
"The dignified Tianfu Academy
Disciple, have you fallen to such a low point and taken action against a seriously injured person?"
At this moment, a woman in a lavender dress came over from afar.
This woman's appearance was much more delicate than Lu Siyin's. There was not much expression on her pretty face, with anger flashing between her eyebrows.
His status seemed to be quite high. As soon as he came forward, the disciple named Leng Feng immediately restrained himself a lot.
He quickly apologized, and even Lu Siyin's expression changed, and his arrogance suddenly dropped.
"Brother Lin is fine. This is our senior sister Liu Yunyan. She was the one who treated your injury..." Bai Yun, who was furious, saw the purple-clothed woman appear, and a soft smile suddenly appeared on her face.
Lin Yun was thoughtful, the woman in front of him was indeed remarkable.
He could clearly sense that the other party had reached the realm of Zifu and should have achieved a minor level of cultivation in the Yinxuan realm. His strength was obviously much stronger than the others present.
But what kind of power is Tianfu Academy in her mouth?
If nothing unexpected happens, these people on the boat should all be disciples of Tianfu Academy.
"Senior Sister..."
Seeing Bai Yun running towards her, the somewhat aloof purple-clothed woman showed a soft expression on her face. After listening to Bai Yun's words, her eyes fell on Lin Yun, without much disgust, and of course not at all close to him.
He nodded, then looked at Lu Siyin and said, "Siyin, is what Xiaoyun said true? Is the sword in your hand really his?"
"This sword was indeed taken out of the sword box behind him, but it may not necessarily be his when it is on him. Besides, senior sister, you also know that this man is disabled, even if his sword remains on him
, it’s of no use.”
In front of Liu Yunyan, Si Xueyi's posture was very low.
Liu Yunyan was thoughtful and said softly: "You like it?"
"Well, Si Yin really likes this sword, and I would like to ask my senior sister to make it happen."
Lu Siyin looked up, with a hopeful look in his eyes.
She knew very well that her senior sister would definitely favor the disciples of her sect as long as she didn't go too far.
Besides, the other party is indeed a useless person.
"Your name is Lin Yun, right?"
Liu Yunyan looked at Lin Yun and said softly.
"It's me."
Lin Yun pondered in his heart. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he did not intend to hand over the sword.
"I want to buy this sword."
Liu Yunyan said softly: "I hope you can agree."
"What if I don't agree?"
Lin Yun said with a half-smile.
A look of surprise flashed in Liu Yunyan's eyes, and she obviously didn't expect that the other party would dare to speak to her in such a tone.
But she never gets angry easily, and said calmly: "Your Excellency, although you are a sword slave, but you can have such cultivation at such a young age, I'm afraid you have a good talent. But..."
After a pause, a look of sympathy flashed across Liu Yunyan's face, and she said in a deep voice: "You may not know that your injuries are much more serious than you imagined. It's not just the loss of three profound veins.
As simple as it is, the remaining seven profound veins have also suffered serious burns. Once the true energy is circulated, it will be extremely painful, and it is almost impossible to heal it completely. You... are already a useless person."
Some couldn't bear it, but Liu Yunyan still told the other party the truth truthfully.
She was the one who treated the other party's injuries. However, she only treated Lin Yun's internal organs and flesh injuries. There was nothing she could do about such shocking injuries as the mysterious veins.
Even the disciples of Tianfu Academy were almost half disabled after suffering such serious injuries.
Unexpectedly, the academy would spend a lot of money to restore the evildoer.
As for Lin Yun, a sword slave with no background, he was severely injured.
This life is destined to be wasted.
"Your Excellency, you think that I am already a disabled person, so it is useless to bury the foil. It is better to be a favor, right?"
Lin Yun heard the meaning of the other party's words.
Unexpectedly, the seven profound veins that I barely thought were still intact would appear to the other party to be almost useless, which was somewhat interesting.
The other party might not have thought of it, even those three profound veins that she seemed to have lost.
As far as Lin Yun is concerned, it is only a matter of time before he recovers after he has mastered the dragon-elephant fighting body.
"What if my cultivation can be restored?"
Lin Yun asked in a deep voice.
"Really? Your Excellency, you are really good at joking. If your cultivation can be restored, I will naturally not force others to do anything. But let's wait until your cultivation is restored. I will let Si Yin keep this sword for you for the time being. As compensation, you
If you want, I can give you a place to stay in the academy."
A slight flash of anger flashed in Liu Yunyan's eyes. Apparently, she thought Lin Yun was being exaggerated.
Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, looking a little helpless.
At the moment, he has just woken up and his strength has not yet been restored. If he wants to take action, he is powerless, so he should endure it for now.
He no longer struggled with this topic and pondered: "My storage bag is also in her hands. Do you think it should be given to her for safekeeping?"
Liu Yunyan frowned slightly, looked at Lu Siyin and said, "He is telling the truth."
"It's indeed in my hands, but I didn't touch his storage bag. I'm not interested in a sword slave's storage bag either. I just confiscated it temporarily."
As Lu Siyin spoke, he took out Lin Yun's storage bag.
Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "Senior sister, this sword slave cares so much about the storage bag that he is afraid that he may have stolen his master's treasure. Do you want to open it and check it?"
"Say less."
Liu Yunyan glared at her and scolded her angrily.
"oh."
Lu Siyin quickly lowered his head, feeling a little too proud and forgetting about his senior sister's temper.
"Well, I'll give it to you. This lady doesn't care about your sword slave's things."
The storage bag drew an arc in the air and was thrown heavily.
Lin Yun casually picked it up, held the storage bag, looked at the other party deeply, and said in deep thought: "I hope you remember what you said."
After the words fell, he ignored the other party and turned around to leave.
"This guy is still not convinced. Senior Sister Liu, you are too kind to him."
Leng Feng said angrily on the side.
"Do I need you to teach me how to do something?"
Liu Yunyan glanced at the other party coldly, and then said to Lu Siyin: "Sword, let me take a look."
"Um."
Lu Siyin stepped forward and handed over the sword.
Clang!
Pulling the sword out of its sheath, the sword body is like a stream of autumn water flowing across it, with light flowing all over it. The heavy sword body has naturally formed spiritual patterns, implying Taoist charm, and the sharp cold light on the tip of the sword is intimidating.
Liu Yunyan's eyes suddenly flashed with a strange color, and he raised his head to look in the direction Lin Yun was leaving.
"Burial flowers?"
No wonder, Lu Siyin likes this sword, it is indeed a good sword.
Whoops!
After sheathing the sword, Liu Yunyan handed it to the other party and muttered: "If the other party's cultivation level is really restored, remember to return the sword to others."
"Senior sister is joking. He is just a loser. I don't believe he has a chance to regain his strength."
Lu Siyin didn't take it seriously and sneered softly.
What a joke, now that the sword is in her hands, it's impossible to let it go.
