"Sword slave!"

At this moment, a cold voice interrupted Ling Chen's grand thoughts.

Ling Chen raised his head, and the confusion and humiliation in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by the scornful look from his previous life.

That is noble from the heart!

"What are you doing standing still? Bring the 'sword box' over here." Bai Wuque couldn't stand this poor guy anymore. In order to make friends with Qin Luo, he tortured this sword slave for several years, but the game became a bit boring.

Ling Chen carried a heavy sword box on his back.

This sword box is taller than him!

Because he has been carrying heavy loads all year round, he is a little rickety.

This sword box is the same as what Jian Xiao Lin Chen carries on his back. It contains a kind of liquid demon bone marrow. Long-term nourishment can improve the sword soul and sword strength.

It is said that if the sword box is put into the Qiankun Bag, its quality will be affected, and the sword soul cannot be put into the Qiankun Bag. Therefore, the Eternal Sword Prison gave birth to a slave called the 'Sword Slave', whose main task is to carry the master's sword box on his back for the convenience of the master.

It can nourish sword soul anytime and anywhere.

The genius who was once able to cause visions of swordsmanship has become his own sword slave, humbly following him in public... For Bai Wuque, this is indeed very satisfying.

Over the years, no matter where Ling Chen went, he always received strange looks.

He has tasted all the warmth and coldness of humanity in the world.

However, that is all in the past!

"In this remote place, I have no one to back me up, so if I endure you one more time, it will be in vain. After the sword ceremony, I will repay you twice as much for the three years of humiliation."

Ling Chen's eyes flashed coldly, he straightened up and walked to Bai Wuque.

Snapped!

Bai Wuque suddenly slapped his face, leaving five finger prints.

"What's going on today? You're as dumb as a fool, opening the sword box! Do you want me to say anything else?" Bai Wuque said coldly.

"Yes..." Ling Chen covered his face, with overwhelming anger surging in his chest.

But he still held back!

"This kid is in the Emperor Shi realm. I have just been reborn. You only need to give me a month and wait..."

Ling Chen made a mental note!

The majestic Shenxiao Sword Emperor was reduced to his current situation, and he felt a little sad.

Bear it one more time!

He lowered his head, opened the sword box, and placed it in front of Bai Wuque's eyes.

boom!

Perhaps the rebirth consumed too much energy, so I lost my grip on the shuriken box and hit the ground, causing a burst of dust.

"ah."

A young and attractive female swordsman next to her took a few steps back, lowered her head and frowned at the dirt on her skirt.

She was very unhappy and said: "Senior Brother Bai, you are such a clumsy swordsman that you stained my skirt."

"Sister Zhaoyu, I'm sorry." Ling Chen lowered his head.

"Sword slave, are you worthy of calling me senior sister? Are you mentally disturbed?" The female sword cultivator looked at Ling Chen with strange eyes.

Bai Wuque, who was beside him, had long been fed up. When he looked at Ling Chen, his eyes suddenly turned cold to the extreme.

"I was too lazy to bother you, you have to play more, right?"

Ask him to hand over a sword box and forget about making mistakes again and again!

Although this kid lowered his head and looked forbearing, his eyes suddenly became firm... Who couldn't see it?

A sword slave is only worthy of trembling. Suddenly he seems to have enlightened and changed into a different person. Who doesn't know that you want to take revenge?

Do you treat others as fools?

Zheng!

Bai Wuque was too lazy to say another word, and suddenly drew out a sword soul, turned into a palm sword and slashed towards Ling Chen's head!

This sword is fast, fierce and decisive!

As soon as the sword came out, there was only one thought, which was to cut this annoying guy in half and finish it off.

"So cruel?!"

Ling Chen took a breath of air!

The majestic Sword Emperor Shenxiao, who had just been reborn, was startled by this fatal murderous intention at the moment when he was still at his weakest!

He thought that all mortals were fools, but he turned out to be even more ruthless than his brother Zixuan Sword Emperor who tried to usurp the throne.

when!

At the moment when the calcium carbide fire flashed, a flash of green light hit the side of Bai Wuque's sword, forcing the sword to deviate from its direction.

Bai Wuque's sword grazed Ling Chen's shoulder, lifting a layer of skin!

boom!

Ling Chen rolled to the ground, his face pale and sweating profusely.

He had just been reborn and had no time to practice, so he was almost killed.

"Who saved me?"

Ling Chen suddenly turned around and saw a simple young man in white standing behind him.

The young man was rich and handsome, and looked like an immortal from the ashes. Although he was a native, he was not rustic at all.

"Yun Xiao?" Bai Wuque glanced at his sword soul. It had been knocked out of a black spot, and his sword bones were all stinging.

He didn't expect that Yun Xiao would save a sword slave, and he didn't expect that this native's Thousand Layer Sword Gang was so tough.

"Senior Brother Bai!" Yun Xiao came forward, stood in front of Bai Wuque, and said seriously: "God has the virtue of a good life, please be kind to me and spare this brother's life."

Bai Wuque was stunned when he heard this.

"Are you sure?" he asked.

"The human race is lonely and in troubled times with monsters and monsters. Yun Xiao was born in such a world. He often encourages people to put aside their prejudices and fight against enemies together, so that a clan can prosper." Yun Xiao said.

Bai Wuque was shocked.

He lowered his head and looked at each other with Senior Sister Zhaoyu, and two words appeared in their eyes - Holy Mother.

Bai Wuque originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that there was no one in the Demon State and just deal with the sword slave without anyone pointing fingers.

In the end, a Yun Xiao came out halfway?

He is not afraid of Yun Xiao, but after all, he is Gu Baiyi's "legend" and has made great contributions to the human race, so he is not easy to deal with.

So, he looked at his grandfather.

Bai Lao and others had already noticed the movement here.

The old man was silent for a while and then said to Bai Wuque: "Don't make trouble."

"Yes!" Hearing this, Bai Wuque knew what he was saying, and glared at Ling Chen coldly, "Thank you for your savior, and be smarter next time."

After he finished speaking, he said to Yun Xiao: "Junior Brother Yun was born in this small world, but he can still have such a swordsmanship, which is admirable. I wish you a blockbuster in the sword ceremony and reach the top."

"I'm ashamed! I used my sword to attack senior brother today, and I hope that senior brother will forgive me. In the future, junior brother will follow the teachings of senior brother Bai, and please take good care of me." Yun Xiao cupped his hands and said.

"No problem." Bai Wuque smiled politely.

The other side.

"Lao Bai, although Yun Xiao is very talented in swordsmanship, he doesn't seem to be very smart. This kind of person will probably die quickly even if he is brought back to the Sword Market, so why waste all his efforts?" A swordsman said in a low voice.

Bai Lao shook his head, "Gu Baiyi entrusted him with all the sword rings. Death is the most important thing, so let him save some face. After all, he was the one who discovered Tianlu and made great contributions."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Yun Xiao again: "Swordsmanship is the most murderous way among human beings, but he cultivates swords with a kind heart. He is destined not to go far. But as long as he does not die in the hands of my Bai family, he will not be afraid of rumors."

Several sword sects smiled, and one of them said: "Old Bai, we are all close to you. Even if this kid dies, if word spreads, he will die at the hands of the demon."

Bai Lao laughed and said in his heart: I believe you ghosts.

In this way, this little episode is over.

Afterwards, Bai Wuque was still polite to Yun Xiao, but he was already hostile in his heart.

For Ling Chen, he could draw his sword with just a raise of his hand, but for Yun Xiao, who has a special status... many times, when you hate someone, you don't have to take action yourself.

"This Holy Mother will not survive for three days when she arrives at the Sword Market." Senior Sister Zhaoyu sneered in a low voice.

"Three hours would be good." Bai Wuque said calmly.

I just got mixed up in the upper-class kendo society, and for a slave, I refuted the young master's face in public... Isn't this a bad brain, what is it?

Ling Chen also had this question.
To be continued...