Yun Jian didn't think there was anything great about the leader. Looking at the world, there were only a few people who could admire him. However, he shouldered a sacred mission - put the sword into the flute, inserted it behind his back, cupped his fists and bowed slightly.
Said: "Brother, I have not yet lost my title, but I am actually the head of a sect. I am disrespectful and disrespectful! May I ask your name?"
Han Shaer remained on guard: "Master Yun, since you are a high-ranking member of the Wuyi Sword Sect, why do you look after the Emei Sword Sect? Oh, you can call me Aben."
Yun Jian smiled: "Don't get me wrong, Master Aben! At dusk, hundreds of black-clad troops are sneaking up the mountain. Judging from the posture, there will be a bloody battle! I heard that you are going to Lingxu Cave and are in danger alone, so I kindly reminded you. Now watch
Come on, with my brother's skills, as long as you don't participate in a duel and just watch the excitement, I'm sure it won't be a big deal."
Han Shaer's heart skipped a beat. He fell off the cliff because of the troubles of the men in black. At that time, the men in black and the Emei Sword Sect had the same goal. Why is dog biting dog now? There has been no internal strife for so long, why choose this time? No.
No, maybe the Emei Sword Sect received a message from Fei Ge from the Jiange Sect in advance and invited the men in black to come and help - hum, you think so highly of me for having such a powerful army! He reciprocated and said, "Thank you so much, Master Yun! I'm looking for Ling."
Taoist Master Xuzi has something important to do, and he doesn’t care whether it’s dangerous or not. The matter has nothing to do with you, let’s each do our own thing!”
Yun Jian smiled slightly: "Brother, you underestimated me! You are not afraid, so what should I be afraid of? It's just that my master taught me to make more friends and make fewer enemies, so I don't want to get involved! Since brother insists on going, I will accompany you.
It’s just a short walk, I, Yun Jian, don’t dare to boast about Haikou and go out of my way to save my friends, there’s nothing to say!”
How can we talk about friends? Are we familiar with each other? Han Shaer raised his hands and shook his head: "Master Yun, it's enough, it's enough! You and I are strangers, and it's not what a gentleman would do if we went into danger together!"
Yun Jian was unhappy: "Master Aben, could it be that you, as the master, look down on me and don't bother to be my friend?"
Damn it! Dog-skin plaster? You’re just showing off! I have business to do, so how can I have time to make friends? Come on, let’s fool him! He then said: “Daxia Yun is a charming and charming man with outstanding martial arts skills, how dare I dare to climb high?”
Yun Jian was happy: "Brother, I'm so ashamed to praise you so much! I have visited Jiannan several times, and except for Han Bennyue in the martial arts competition in the past, I have never seen a decent person. Now I see that my brother is so heroic and brave.
, It is true that we met too late, if you are willing to be humble and condescend to make friends, you will be lucky in the next three lives!"
Well, I'm flattering you, you can flatter me better than me - wait, how did you know about that martial arts competition? Well, well, yes, yes, this guy is a boy from the Wuyi Sword Sect watching the competition, right? In this world
Too young! Stop being so sarcastic, just make friends when you make friends, and go to Lingxu Cave! So, Han Shaer called Brother Yunjian, and they headed towards the mountainside together. Yunjian also wanted to become sworn friends.
, Han Shaer politely said that we would talk about it later.
Thinking about it all the way, there are so many wonderful things in the world. After a game, many old friends were born. Needless to say, Xiao Ling'er met the killer one-eyed dragon, met a boy from the Wuyi Sword Sect, and by the way, there was also a Shaolin Sword Sect.
The boy is not a young monk, but a lay disciple. I wonder if there is any chance...
I felt a faint murderous intent, no, a real murderous intent, the smell of blood came in the wind, and there was no cry of killing - could it be that the men in black and the Emei Sword Sect are really fighting within themselves, and they are really fighting? Or is it a sneak attack by the men in black?