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Chapter 95 Thorn

"If you don't want to be too embarrassed, don't make things embarrassed?"

The palace maid named Rong was chewing the words brought by the middle-aged man in yellow robe. Just as the man in yellow robe breathed slightly and thought that she would be furious next, the palace maid named Rong just raised her arm and signaled that he could leave by himself.

Looking at the figure of the middle-aged man in yellow robe who disappeared on the mountain road beside him, a shadow was covered with the face of the palace maid named Rong.

Since Jing Liuli clearly expressed such an attitude, any disputes between words are meaningless.

"Actually, sending someone to find you is just a kind of respect for the host. After all, Minshan Sword Sect is your home. I'm just sorry, I'm just a servant who does things. I can only care about the final result. How can I care whether the process will embarrass me?" The palace maid named Rong turned her body, lowered her head slightly, looked at the figure of Jing Liuli vaguely on the cliff below, and said to herself calmly: "I hope this sword meeting will not only be the boy in this wine shop who has been taught a lesson, but you, as the decree heir of the Minshan Sword Sect leader, will also be taught a lesson."

"She can't give up just because of your words."

Dan Tai Guanjian looked at Jing Liuli and said.

"Of course I know she won't give up." Jing Liuli laughed slightly: "I just gave it to me and I can't miss it."

Dan Tai Guanjian couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.

No matter how genius Jing Liuli is, she is still too young after all, so she has such a bad taste.

"Do you need to stop him?"

After shaking his head, Dan Tai Guanjian asked.

This is the third time he has asked this.

The previous two times were because of Qing Yaoyin, and his opinions on Qing Yaoyin and Jing Liuli had been completely unified, so this question was naturally because new changes had occurred.

"unnecessary."

Like the previous two times, Jing Liuli shook her head without hesitation, "I set the rules of the Sword Club. Since I did not stipulate that I could not do this, there was no reason to stop it. The most important thing is that this also concerns my pride, just like the young man in the wine shop knows that she will deal with it, but still thinks she can't stop him from winning, I also think she can't succeed."

Dan Tai Guanjian looked at her proud face and still felt that this was the evil taste of the boy's nature.

"I just scolded her, and there has been such a change at this moment. Does she have the ability to convey messages in our Minshan Sword Sect?" At this moment, Jing Liuli turned her head and looked at him and asked.

Dan Tai Guanjian smiled and said, "No outsider can transmit messages in my Minshan Sword Sect. What's more, at this time, there will be some unique artifacts in the army that transmit messages, such as two heartworms, horns and other objects. There are sensing beads in Jiaodong County and overseas. This bead is naturally generated under the sea. If two pairs and one bead is damaged, the other bead will dissipate and split. This artifact is generally used in the army to convey the simplest military orders, such as attacking and retreating. It is difficult to pass on any specific instructions."

Jing Liuli frowned slightly, "I know very little about these."

Tan Tai Guanjian said disrespectfully: "These are not like practice. As long as you experience it, you will know it after hearing it, and you may not even need to know it."

Jing Liuli understands the meaning of Dan Tai Guan Jian.

Minshan Sword Sect has all kinds of cultivators, and she only needs to be the strongest sword in Minshan Sword Sect in the future.

She even does not need to go out of the Minshan Sword Sect as long as she represents the attitude of the Minshan Sword Sect.

Before becoming the strongest sword in Minshan Sword Sect, she would not feel that staying in Minshan Sword Sect is meaningless, and her life will become boring, so she nodded at this time, nodded and looked at a selected student who was walking through the deep red sea of ​​thorns.

The selected student was a dark-faced boy with a slightly protruding forehead and cheekbones. He was not good-looking, not tall, and even a little hunched.

In the previous few competitions, the boy also acted extremely ordinary, and most people didn't even pay attention to when he passed those levels.

After entering this underground plain, he was also one of the last batch of selected students, and still did not attract much attention.

However, this candidate was originally one of the most famous and mysterious people among all candidates.

Because he is Lie Yinghong, who ranks number one in the talent list.

Except for knowing that he came from Jiaodong County along the coast, he might practice overseas and have some methods that practitioners from overseas islands are good at, all the practice areas in Changling have almost no knowledge of him.

He was wearing a coarse mulberry cloth robe, but now he was wearing a crimson robe.

This robe is made by knitting thorn stalks directly from the crimson red thorn stems. Although it is extremely rough, it is extremely tough and fine, like a layer of thin vine armor, making the fine thorns on the thorns unable to penetrate.

The most important thing is that it did not take much time to complete this robe. It was not like a practitioner who used a sword, but like a top craftsman with the most skilled skills.

At this moment, he was walking directly among the thorns. Although his speed was still not fast, his body bent a little lower, almost hiding his entire figure in the thorns. He looked like a lonely wolf preparing to hunt, or a shark swimming under the shallow water on the sea.

"She wanted Ding Ning to understand that the more she tried to resist, the more she would lose. At that time, she would probably lose more than Xue Wangxu." Jing Liuli looked at Lie Yinghong's figure and said slowly: "Many practitioners can put their own life and death aside, but the pressure that is constantly exerted can easily cause mental breakdown."

Hearing her words, Dan Tai Guanjian turned his head to look at her and said seriously and softly: "So don't care too much about anyone, otherwise there will be many weaknesses."

"Where are you?" Jing Liuli asked faintly when she heard Dan Tai Guanjian's sincere warning as the teacher.

Tan Tai Guanjian smiled slightly and said naturally: "The people I care about the most are better than me, so even if they have weaknesses, others are unlikely to catch them."

Lie Yinghong is obviously a cultivator who is very good at tracking. The reason why the two have such a conversation is because Lie Yinghong has locked in a prey.

At this time, he was almost moving straight towards the prey.

So although he was not moving very fast, he was very close to his prey.

...

The stream was slightly cool, and although the thorn bushes on both sides of the stream had extremely annoying sharp thorns, they exuded a natural fragrance, just like most plants.

Before Chen Yi came to Changling, like most of the Guanzhong teenagers, he had enough courage and motivation, but his temperament and behavior were not meticulous and calm.

However, in Wutongluo took care of Xue Wangxu for half a year, he rose up and went out in the most ordinary dilapidated streets and alleys. In addition to practicing, he encountered the most trivial and ordinary things. In addition to accepting Xue Wangxu's teachings and making great progress in swordsmanship, his temperament naturally became extremely peaceful.

So even though he was very tired and had constant pain in his body, and the blue palaces were still far away and seemed to be inaccessible, he still did not have much anxiety and discouragement in his heart.

So he immediately sensed the slight movements among the thorns behind him. He stopped immediately, held the sword, and turned around.

However, a trace of abnormal movement in his perception completely disappeared.

He just saw a quiet crimson bush of thorns.

Chen Yi's brows frowned deeply. He knew that this could not be his illusion, so he waited as calmly as possible.

Time passed slowly, and Chen Yi, who was holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, turned into a stone sculpture.

A storm suddenly surged from the crimson thorns.

The crimson bushes facing him fell in groups, and countless branches broke into countless bars, rushing towards him with the strong wind.

With a sneer, Chen Yi had already drawn his sword, but at the same time, a shocked light flashed in his eyes.

Such a violent storm was used from the front, but the attacker did not attack from the front with the storm. On the contrary, a sword light had appeared from behind his body!

His attention was all in the storm ahead. At this time, he felt the sword light coming from behind. He knew that he had been slower, but he was not panicked. His sword still slashed forward with the most convenient and fastest sword speed, but at the same time, he used force on his feet and waist and abdomen, twisting his entire body in an instant.

A silver sharp sword light was approaching his body.

At this moment, the sword light in Chen Yi's hand was also swept away.

A circle of extremely dazzling light exploded in front of Shen Yi. In the next moment, it was pitch black around Chen Yi, just like the deepest night suddenly descending, and this silver sword light even disappeared in this dark night.

The owner of the silver sword light could not see the object, and with a low shout, he retreated resolutely.

Chen Yi forced the sneak attacker to retreat with a sword, but there was no surprise in his heart.

Because at this moment, he felt a few chills in the strong wind behind him.

It was a cold metallic smell.

In the storm that blows through your back, there are not only those broken crimson thorns, but also other things.

At this time, these things should be very close to his back, so just because of the cold metal smell, there were even a few thin sword pieces in his mind that were about to touch his back.

The same is true.

Several sharp sword pieces, like several narrow fish bones, had even fallen on his back.
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