Lin Yi looked at Rong Yi with an innocent look on his face.

The frustrated expression on Rong Yi's face gradually faded. He looked up at Liuyun in the distance, sighed softly, then looked at Lin Yi, and said slowly and firmly: "Since I lost, I will be your close servant in the future."

“…”

Lin Yi and Yuan Yan were both stunned.

Almost subconsciously, Lin Yi looked at him and responded: "Are you sick?"

Rong Yi looked at Lin Yi silently, and his face gradually became stern, "Your senior brother Li Moxiao and I are fighting here. If I lose to him, I want to be his close servant, but he loses to you. If he doesn't leave here, I will naturally be your close servant."

"What the hell is this?"

Lin Yi was amused and cried, and said, "That was your fight with him. What does it have to do with me? If I win one game, it doesn't mean that I will take over him and win you. If I compete with you for three games, I may not be able to win you, and I may not bet on such conditions with you."

"You won him. If he still stayed here to complete this battle with me, I will naturally fulfill my promise and be his servant. But he lost to you and leave directly, just like he dropped a crystal stone, I will naturally become your spoil." Rong Yishenrong said solemnly: "My master told me that the world of practitioners values ​​faith and opportunity the most. Originally, I wanted to be Li Moxiao's servant, but you happened to appear here, here is Meishan... A person like you appeared here, and then defeated Li Moxiao at the right time. The most important thing is that there seems to be God's will in the dark. There is a word I mean in our names, which is the arrangement of God's will and must be followed."

"Your reason is too far-fetched, and you don't even have the strength to try my strength. You just said that you want to be my close servant, not to mention that I don't need a close servant." Lin Yi looked at Rong Yi helplessly, "You can do it yourself."

"Everyone has different views on things. You may not agree with it, but you cannot change the fact itself." Rong Yi said slowly, his hair was windless and automatically.

"You both are sick."

Yuan Yan has always been a silent listener. At first, she heard Rong Yi’s disagreement and wanted to follow Lin Yi as a close servant. She felt that Rong Yi was really sick. However, when she heard this, she felt that not only Rong Yi was sick, but also Lin Yi was sick.

Even if Rong Yi is not as good as Li Moxiao in three competitions, his qualifications and strength must be greater than most young practitioners in the Southern Dynasties and the Northern Wei Dynasty. Moreover, such people are proficient in magic array techniques and have unlimited improvements in the future.

Even as her, she even wanted to recruit such a person as a subordinate and make him a close servant.

However, Lin Yi is now reluctant to accept it.

"Then what can I do? I have read so many books, and it is the first time I have encountered such a strange request." Lin Yi sighed. He thought so. He walked the road of Dajuluo and would not be able to cultivate flying swords in the future. Moreover, he rushed to the battlefield like Dajuluo back then. He simply used his strength to break the magic and rushed around like a wild beast. How could he need a close servant?

Rong Yi looked like a sword cultivation, and he might be using a flying sword. If he really agreed to him, he would not become his close servant in the future.

What's more, there are still a lot of spiritual medicines that can improve true energy cultivation on him. Naturally, he wants to give it to Xiao Suxin and others in his heart. If Rong Yi follows him, should he give this spiritual medicine?

As he thought about it, he felt that it was not good for Rong Yi to follow him, but instead he opened his mouth and had more people to eat.

He thought so in his heart, and his expression unconsciously felt a little disgusted.

"Do you look down on me?"

A hint of anger arose in Rong Yi's heart. He looked at Lin Yi and said in a cold voice: "Do you think I'm useless?"

"You misunderstood." Lin Yi didn't know how to explain.

Rong Yi took a deep breath, and gritted his teeth. The more he disliked him, the more he showed that the other party's strength was indeed amazing, and at this time it made him more determined in his mind.

"Doesn't you think it's not good to take me with you?" Rong Yi frowned slightly. He thought for a while, stretched out his hand and brushed behind him, and sniffed... Nine times, all the nine swords in the sword bag behind him flew out. Except for one that fell in front of him, the other eight fell around him, Lin Yi and Yuan Yan.

Lin Yi was a little surprised, but neither he nor Yuan Yan felt that Rong Yi was disagreeing with him, because Rong Yi had no intention of fighting at this time.

These nine swords are indeed very slender. The hilt is made of some kind of bone, which has become jade-like, as oily as topaz. The sword body is made of some kind of pure gold shining with green light.

These nine swords were all inserted obliquely on the ground. Yuan Yan looked at the location of the nine swords and felt an inexplicable connection between the nine swords. A lightning flashed in her mind, and she couldn't help asking: "Who is the Jiugong Zhenren?"

Rong Yi was also surprised. He looked at Yuan Yan and said, "It's my master."

"Nine Palace Real Person?"

Lin Yi was stunned.

The Jiugong Zhenren is the strongest formation master in the previous dynasty army. However, after the demise of the previous dynasty, he was wandering among the people and unknown whereabouts. The star-watching platform, Luoyue Gate, and Zijin Tower in Jiankang City are all retained by this powerful magic array of the former dynasty formation master. Moreover, in the current palace, many flying eaves guarding magic arrays are all from this person.

Unexpectedly, this famous first-former division of the previous dynasty actually landed in the most biased border area of ​​the Southern Dynasties and taught such a student?

"Your master used nine tortoise shells to fight against the enemy back then. Why did you turn into nine swords when you got to you?" Yuan Yan's expression became much more serious. For her, the existence of the Nine Palace Real Man was also an uncertain factor in the battle between the Northern Wei and the Southern Dynasty. A powerful formation master, if a certain magic circle is properly arranged according to the terrain, it is very likely that a powerful army will cause terrifying damage.

"After my master came to Luozhou to live in seclusion, he recalled his past life. He finally felt that as a cultivator, it was always insufficient to fight alone with others. After that, he devoted himself to changing and refined the Nine Palace Sword. I use these nine swords now, and it will be released and directly turned into a small magic array. I have many wonderful uses to fight against the enemy in this magic array. Now I have the cultivation of Ruyi Realm. At the Chengtian Realm, the power of this magic array will be even greater. These nine swords will become flying swords. At that time, the flying swords fall into various parts of the formation, not only will they sense each other and bring unique vitality power, but also based on my mind, I want to use which one. If a cultivator is against me, he will actually be similar to dealing with several flying sword sword masters at the same time." Rong Yi looked at the nine swords, with sadness and pride in his eyes.

"It's indeed a flying sword!" Lin Yi sighed. One move was not enough, and he got nine moves. This was simply the one who was close to whom.
Chapter completed!