Chapter 863: Dare to speak

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A few people set foot on this, Song Yu and the seven kills can not help but have thousands of thoughts. The two had only heard the name of the of the sword, but they did not see it.
Now, I have finally had a glimpse of the honor of the Lord, and the two are in a state of turmoil.
What kind of person is enough to make the sword so respectful?
They are hard to imagine.
The sound of slaps of water came from the front, and among the leeches, the clear springs flowed down from the top of the mountain and gathered into a small pool.
An old man wearing a hat and carrying a smock was fishing at the pool. In the clear spring water, it is clear that the fishing hook of the fishing rod is straight.
However, the fish turned around the hook and seemed to want to swallow this straight, iron hook without any bait.
Song Yu and the Seven Kills saw a scene in the pool. They couldn’t help but feel shocked. How can fishing without a fishing hook?
The idea started, but I saw a fish biting the straight hook and slamming the buoy down.
Fishing, Weng’s mouth showed a smile of satisfaction, his wrists shook, and the fish crossed a beautiful arc in the air and fell into a fishing rod.
The fish bite the hook all the time, and as soon as they let go, they can fall into the pool and regain their freedom.
But the fish is dead and not loose, as if the hook is more important than its life.
Song Yu and the Seven Kills saw this strange scene, shocked and unable to speak, the world has such a fishing method.
Li Xiaotian is not strange, but he is squatting and fishing: "Predecessors."
After fishing, Weng’s eyes squinted at the trio, and stared at the pool intently. The wrist shook and the hook fell into the water.
Although the fishing of Weng did not have much reaction, Song Yu and the Seven Kills did not dare to support the big, and quickly went to salute, and called the predecessors.
"Let's go." Li Xiaotian apparently knew the temper of fishing Weng, and did not bother him, and quickly walked toward the foothills.
The mountains are green, the mountains are above, the wind blows loudly, and a black house stands quietly here.
This black house is not fancy, and there is even a kind of imposing majesty that unconsciously overflows, making both of them very jealous.
"Go in!" Li Xiaotian pointed at the black house door.
The two stared blankly at each other and walked over with a bite.
Hey!
The door opened in silence, and the room was dark and there was no light.
Hey!
The flames vacated, and several oil lamps lit up around the house, and the lights were dim, but they finally illuminated the house.
The interior of the house is extremely simple, with bare walls and no extra furniture, only a chair in front of the house.
The two looked at each other with a sigh of relief. Although Song Yu was not inferior and had no one in sight, in this environment, he could not avoid being frightened and afraid of what would happen.
Hey!
The door was severely closed, and the two men who were scared jumped and shook their hearts, almost exclaiming.
There was no one in the house, and the two looked around. There was no useful clue, only the empty chair.
The two walked aimlessly forward.
Suddenly, as if it was a blind eye, the empty chair didn’t even know when to sit alone, a man with a mask.
The two of them shook their hearts, and with the repair of the two of them, there was no such time when the person was sitting up.
It is clear that the chair is still empty one second before.
From this we can see that this mask is a horror of skill, and this person must be the Lord.
Song Yu was very witty and quickly bowed to the ceremony: "See the Lord."
Seven kills slowed down half a shot, but also followed the ceremony, but the behavior was worse than Song Yu.
The eyes of the Lord are staring at the two men through the mask, like the eagle eye, and they feel like a bunny with no resistance.
"When the sword dies, you are by his side, right? Song Yu?" asked the Lord with a majestic voice.
"Yes!" Song Yu did not dare to look at the Lord, and lowered his head, fearing that his mind was sneaked by the other side.
"What did the sword say?"
"Master respects me to tell the Lord that the white woman who plays against him is very powerful, so that the Lord must pay attention to it. In addition, Shizun also passed the sword and the Galaxy to the nine-day sword, let me lead the sword." Song Yutian oil and vinegar, true and false, said with a strong voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, he slammed on the floor and slammed it on the floor. He pressed his head tightly on the floor and said with emotion: "Respect the Lord, please revenge for the Master, and the Master will die!"

Then he sobbed and sobbed.
His emotions have accumulated to the top and burst out at the moment.
Although this period seems to be happy, in fact, I am very scared inside, afraid that my actions will be dismantled, afraid of being killed.
Seeing the Lord at this moment, this fear is even stronger. The eyes of the Lord seem to be able to see the heart and make him fear.
Therefore, he choked sobbing not because of chasing the sword god, but because of fear.
There was only his voice in the room, and the seven kills stood like a puppet, and he was at a loss.
The Lord squinted his eyes and looked at Song Yu, who was kneeling on the ground, and said, "Get up, the sword does not die in white, at least let Tang Yan’s strength be exposed, and let the nine-day mysterious woman become white in the world. Of course, he The hatred must be reported, but it is not now."
噗通!
The seven killings of the news, also squatted on the ground, constantly stalking the Lord.
Oh...
Next time, as if to wear the floor, he did not cry, but cold, murderously said: "Please respect the Lord for revenge, and in the future my life is to honor the Lord."
Song Yu took a look at the seven kills, and his heart was dark and angry.
by! Why didn't I have the seven kills and the acting school? I even acted like me, and I would never let him succeed.
Song Yu is the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. The seven kills are really eager to avenge the sword god, so this series of gimmicks are also self-satisfied, not a trick.
The Lord looked at the two people in a row and shouted: "Get up!"
The two men shook their hearts, and the sound seemed to be magical, so that they couldn’t afford the idea of ​​rebellion and stood up subconsciously.
"Cry and cry, what is the system?"
The whimper stopped abruptly, and the two were ashamed.
"Since the sword has sent the sword to your hands, your responsibility is to raise the sword, not to be a daughter, crying. As for revenge for the sword god, the gentleman revenge, ten years is not too late, why rush to a moment. I am, the sword of the of God will be reported." The Lord reprimanded.
The two are like the pupils who are being reprimanded. They bow their heads and the atmosphere does not dare to breathe.
Song Yufang thought that he was robbed of his limelight by the Seven Kills, so he said at the moment: "I will obey the Lord's command, and I will surely raise the swordsmanship and live up to the dying of the Master, so that he can rest in the Spirit of Heaven."
The Lord is pleased and nodded: "You are from a big family, and you know what to do. Since the sword passed the sword to you, it is trusting you, and you must not let down his earnest expectations."
"Yes, respect the Lord!" Song Yu's heart is hot, which is equivalent to the respect of the Lord's approval of his position, but the Lord's next sentence will make his heart cool.
"Seven kills, you must assist Song Yu, manage the sword, know?"
"I will obey the Lord's Order." Seven killings replied powerfully.
Song Yu’s eyelids jumped and he was furious. Isn’t this the seven kills to balance him? After all, I did not fully believe him.
But he can only curse two sentences in his heart, and the surface is absolutely not dare to have the slightest difference.
"In addition, you have a lot of things to deal with at the beginning of the game. I am afraid that you are unfamiliar and have trouble, so I have sent you a person. The three of you will work together to strengthen the sword at an early age. Do you understand?"
Wu Zong has fallen apart and does not exist, so the Lord has gradually placed high hopes on Jiange, hoping that Jiange can inherit the status and role of Wu Zong.
This is his plan and I have not told the two people for the time being.
However, Song Yu listened, and the heart has already reached the bottom of the valley. The Lord has not only let seven kill one person to check him, but also sent another person.
In this way, he wants to completely control the sword in the palm of his hand. It is not so easy. He hates to gnash his teeth, but he dares to anger and dare not speak.
"Come in!" shouted the Lord.
Although the door was closed, the voice was clearly transmitted, the door was reopened, and a man strode in.
Song Yu and the seven corners of the eyes of the seven kills swept back, but now it is Li Xiaotian.
"Why, is it to send her to the Pavilion?" Song Yu was shocked. He laughed at the name of Li Xiaotian.
This man is both wise and brave, and insidious and deceitful, better than him. If such a person stays in the sword, his life may be even more uncomfortable.
But he still can't show his dissatisfaction, so he is calm and self-sufficient.
"You also know her. Later, she will go back to the sword court with you and help you manage the sword court together. Do you understand?" said the Lord.
Song Yu quickly said: "With the help of the saints, the sword court must be flourishing."
Seven kills don't matter, no words.
Li Xiaotian looked at Song Yu with a smile and said: "Please take care of it in the future."
Song Yupi laughed and said with a smile: "Where, please ask the saints to take care of them, so that we all better serve the Lord."
Li Xiaotian nodded, and the smile was more meaningful. Seeing Song Yu’s scalp, he always felt that there was too much intriguing in Li Xiaotian’s smile.
"You must remember that I have high hopes for you, I hope that you will not disappoint my good intentions."
"Yes!" The three men took the lead.
"Additional." Respecting the Lord's words, "I have one thing to explain to you."
Song Yu quickly stated: "Please honor the Lord, go to the fire, and do not leave."
The Lord respected and nodded and said, "In fact, it is really appropriate for you to do this."
Song Yu’s heart stunned and made a fuss. What is the best thing for him to do?
Don't be a dangerous thing at the right time, so that your own statement is to push yourself into the fire pit.
He can't help but regret it.