A man in a green shirt stood obediently behind an old man, not daring to move.
In front of the old man, there was a man sitting. The man didn't look old, but rather young. He was only twenty-seven or eighty years old at most.
"I didn't expect... you're not dead yet?"
The old man was not unhappy at all with the man's disrespectful words and attitude, and he still had a smile on his face.
"Little one, where did you come from?"
"Naturally, you can come from wherever you want to come from."
"How dare you come to the Tianjian Sect?"
The man looked curious, "Do you know me?"
"Haha." The old man rubbed his hands, "If a little thing like you knows me, I will naturally know you too."
After hearing this, the man and the old man looked at each other, and they both smiled knowingly.
"It seems that Senior is not as honest here as I imagined!" The man narrowed his eyes and smiled, and also changed his title to the old man and called him Senior.
"Do I have to be an honest person here?" the old man asked.
"Haha, senior is joking." The man showed a pair of white teeth, "Let senior be an honest man, that is something I can't even imagine."
There was a mocking tone in the man's words, which made people sound a little uncomfortable.
But when I put it in the old man's ears, it was as if he didn't hear it and didn't care.
"It seems that your realm has reached a certain level, and you can actually find me thousands of miles away."
The old man looked at the man in front of him, as if he had seen through him.
"Compared with the seniors, it's still far behind. Moreover, if the seniors don't want me to find it, I will never find it." The man said to the old man without any pride at all.
"Are you here to find me?" The old man seemed to want to confirm again.
"nature."
"What do you want from me?"
The man picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and then said, "I just wanted to come over and see my senior."
The old man sneered: "I won't be moved by what you said."
"I know how cold your senior's heart is." The man smiled.
The old man sneered and said, "You really just came to see me?"
The man said: "I really just came to see my senior."
The old man said: "Have you finished reading now?"
The man said: "It's almost finished."
The old man waited for a while until the tea in the man's hand was finished, and then asked: "Why don't you leave then?"
The man smiled and asked: "Senior, do you really want to drive me away?"
"What do you think?" the old man said, "After all, this is the Tianjian Sect. The longer you stay here, it will not do you or me any good."
The man was a little surprised, "Senior, are you afraid? Isn't it the person behind you who should be afraid? You and I are just clones. Even if we are discovered by the Tianjian Sect and then killed, the loss to you and me will be nothing more than a clone.
It’s just a clone…”
After the man in green shirt standing behind the old man heard these words, his already ugly face changed slightly.
"And in a state like Senior's, a clone is just a wisp..."
"Although the clone is nothing, I don't want to waste the time of recondensing the clone." The old man directly interrupted the man.
"Senior, do you want to leave here?" the man asked.
"I don't want to leave just yet." The old man replied.
The man nodded and said with a look of approval: "If I were you, senior, I would not want to leave. For senior, the foot of the Tianjian Sect may be the safest place in the entire wilderness. If it were me, I would
I also choose to stay here until I return to my peak state..."
The old man smiled and squinted his eyes, then suddenly grinned and asked: "That's natural, but it's just a little unfree."
The man nodded and said, "Senior, do you want to be free?"
The old man asked directly: "Can you give it to me?"
The man shook his head and said, "No."
The old man seemed to have understood the man's answer, "I'm afraid it's not that I can't but that I dare not..."
The man said: "What the senior said makes some sense."
"Are you afraid of me?"
"Of course I'm afraid."
…
"If you don't leave, your clone will really stay here." The old man suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the Nine Peaks of Tianjian, and then said.
The man smiled and said: "Senior, is this person behind you the person you choose to do things for you?"
"That's right."
"If you have anything, senior, you can let me take care of it."
The old man snorted and said contemptuously: "There is a difference between calling you and calling him."
The man didn't care too much and said: "After all, there are some things he can't do..."
…
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One month after the end of the Nine Peaks Sword Club.
In a small town in the western region of Zhongzhou. The yellow sand here is flying and it is relatively dry.
Walking a few dozen miles to the west, this small town reaches the Western Border. This town can also be regarded as a small town adjacent to the Western Border.
However, the town is not prosperous, and its population of 180 has brought rare vitality to the town.
There is a tavern in the town, and there is an ancient well in front of the tavern, so it is relatively humid compared to the surrounding dry environment.
The tavern is not big, and there is a sour smell of wine lees everywhere.
The inside of the tavern is a little dark.
A plump, soft-looking but charming landlady sat on the counter and stared at the lame old man outside.
The old man was fetching water and seemed to be struggling.
But the landlady had no intention of helping.
At this time, the tavern was full of regulars, and a scholar in tattered clothes was sitting at the table near the counter of the proprietress, drinking a small drink.
"Ms. Su, your yellow sand wine is really delicious." The scholar thought of a way to talk to the landlady.
"You don't know how many times you have said this." The lady boss didn't want to pay attention to him.
The scholar's surname is Zhong Mingwu. He often calls himself a gentleman, but I have never seen him write much. He especially likes drinking, and secondly, he likes the proprietress of the tavern.
"Zhong Wu, how many years have you been owed the wine money?" At this time, a lame old man carrying water came in from outside.
Hearing this, the scholar named Zhong Wu did not feel embarrassed or embarrassed, "When I have money, I will definitely return it to the landlady. Now my money is a little tight, so I still have to pay for the wine for a while longer...
"
"Hey, I really don't understand why the boss lady gave you wine on credit."
"Of course it's because of Mrs. Su's sincerity and love for me!"
The landlady’s surname was Su, and she was known as Mrs. Su. At this moment, Mrs. Su’s face showed frost and she said coldly: “If you still want to drink in the future, you’d better mind your own mouth!”
"Ms. Su, don't be angry. Just think that Xiaosheng was just talking nonsense and don't take it to heart!"