Vol 2 Chapter 122: See also Jiang Aijian

"Tuer is flying the book Jiang Aijian." Xiao Jieer said.
Luzhou returned to Motiange with a negative hand.
at the same time.
After Zhao Yue was brought into Nange, it didn't take long for her to wake up from a coma.
Familiar environment, familiar memory, returned to her body.
"Five moves first, you, you wake up." A female Xiu surprised.
"I ... what happened to me? Am I not thinking about the hole?" Zhaoyue sat up hard.
The nun of the Yanyue Palace next to her told the story.
Zhao Yue heard the words, and some could n’t believe it:
You mean, it ’s the master who lifted my witchcraft ban?

"Yes, the old man of the patron shot, and the witchcraft was defeated with one hand."
While preparing the hot water, the nuns at Yanyue Palace said, "That witchcraft is terrible. Fortunately, Mr. Three and Mr. Four arrived in time."
Hearing this, Zhao Yue sighed.
She tried to mobilize the vitality in Dan Tian Qi Hai. The moment I moved, my body was sore.
"Mr. Wu, the witchcraft ban has just been lifted, so it's best to take a break. Vitality repairs don't need to be too anxious. You will recover sooner or later.
Zhaoyue nodded and lay down.
.
Half a day later.
Devil's Pavilion.
Luzhou heard two tips--
[Ding, lift Zhaoyue ’s witchcraft ban and gain 1,000 merit points. 】
[Ding, the truth survey of Yulong Village was completed and 3,000 merit points were obtained. 】
Luzhou nodded with satisfaction.
Then you have to accumulate merit points in other ways.
While thinking in Luzhou, outside the hall, the nun of the Yanyue Palace slowly entered.
"Master, Yamashita Aijian asks to see you."
"Let him up."
"Yes."
Xiaoyuer, Ming Shiyin and Duan Musheng heard the news.
After a while, Jiang Aijian appeared outside the Motiange Hall under the leadership of the nuns at Yanyue Palace.
Along the way, Jiang Aijian looked around curiously, for a while to the left, and then to the right.
There was still a grass in his mouth.
"Hey hey, when did you join Motiange? It ’s terrible here, isn't it terrible? They all say that this is the old nest of the devil, aren't you scared at all?" Jiang Aijian said.
"I didn't expect that there were so many women in Motiange ... Well, this tree is good ... this bluestone slab is also good ..."
"..."
All the way to the entrance of the hall.
Jiang Aijian put away his curious look and slowly entered the hall.
"This person is Jiang Aijian?" Ming Shiyin asked.
"It's him ... thick-skinned dead," Xiaojie said.
"Master values ​​this person so much ... presumably he has something special."
Jiang Aijian came to the crowd and waved his hands in a dim manner: "Old seniors ... You are so uncomfortable in such a big battle ... Quickly, give me a good sword, and take me quickly to get down the mountain. "
Luzhou calmly stroked his beard and said, "Jiang Aijian."
"What did the old man command?"
"Sit down and talk slowly."
"It's not necessary anymore ... you're all acquaintances. You still have to give me the sword ... I'll leave now." Jiang Aijian felt more and more vacant.
Luzhou waved.
The nun of the Yanyue Palace next to her handed a sword to Jiang Aijian's body.
Jiang Aijian took the long sword and held it with his right hand, and rubbed it ... the long sword was broken!
"No, old man ... is this what you said is a good sword that I deserve to take personally?" Jiang Aijian looked at the broken sword with surprise.
Duanmu Sheng said, "This sword is the best sword in Motiange. It is made of the best millennium wood, and the pattern is carved by the master."
"..."
"The disciples of Motiange have used this sword to learn arts and practice swords. The sword demon Yu Shangrong once used this sword to kill thousands of enemies." Duanmusheng's words were loud and loud.
"..."
Jiang Aijian was speechless.
It's such a pit!
Wooden swords can speak so grandly.
Who can I talk to?
Jiang Aijian's eyes fell on Luzhou's body, and said, "Old senior, my heart, now I'm indifferent ..."
Luzhou Fusu Road:
"This sword is indeed a good sword. You don't want it?"
"Old man, you said that you hate the villain who doesn't talk about promises. This wooden sword, even if you talk wildly, you can't count it as a baby! Although I love swords, my brain is normal. I don't want this sword. Jiang Aijian was a little wronged.
"Really?"
"No."
"Then you have to pay ..."
"..."
Luzhou said indifferently, "This sword is extremely precious to my devil. You destroyed it. If you don't pay for it ... I'm afraid ..."
The rest is left alone.
Ming Shiyin's parting hook and Duan Musheng's overlord gun glittered.
Jiang Aijian swallowed, took a step back, and waved, "Don't don't ... this sword, I pay, I pay ... how much?"
"Can this be measured with money?" Ming Shiyin laughed.
"Then what do you say? Or I'll ask a craftsman to copy it for you."
"That won't work, you need the original wooden sword." Ming Shiyin said.
The remaining half of Jiang Aijian's hand was thrown away, and he clapped his hands and said, "I think I understand ... This is a routine for me, old man. Let's open the door."
Luzhou slowly got up and walked down the stairs with his hands.
Came to Jiang Aijian and said, "I like to deal with smart people."
"If you are smart, you won't be tricked." Jiang Aijian muttered.
"You have borrowed the hand of this seat many times to remove the obstacles in the palace. Jiang Aijian ... you are the first one to dare to scatter wildness on this seat."
"..."
Jiang Aijian's face changed.
Take three or four steps back.
At this time, the nuns at Yanyue Palace stood in a row, blocking the entrance of the Motiange Hall.
At the same time, outside the hall, an old man with white hair appeared slowly.
At his feet, a pair of gossip graphics moved with him.
Six large letters on his body, glittering golden light, surround the whole body.
"Yunzong is flowerless?"
"Old predecessors ... misunderstandings, misunderstandings ..." Jiang Aijian was about to cry and waved his hands again and again.
Seeing this, Xiao Jieer applauded happily, and said, "Hurry up ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Close the door, I see where he is going ... Brother, hold him and try hard!"
"Ah, my aunt and grandma, I have no resentment against you. Why do you need to do this ... why do you need to use a sword?" Jiang Aijian said.
Luzhou said calmly, "Every time I receded."
"Yes!"
Yanyue Palace's nuns returned to their original positions.
Ming Shiyin and Duanmu Sheng also stowed their own sky-ranked weapons.
The aura of Hua Wudao's body disappeared instantly, and he slightly arched towards the landing state, saying, "This is the Jiang Aijian, one of the three sword idiots in the practice world, who is known as the sword of love and sees the sword as life?
Jiang Aijian scratched his head awkwardly: "It's all a vanity ... Vanity!"
Luzhou shook his head and said, "Jiang Aijian's name is just a matter of covering people's eyes ... who would have thought that such unruly people in this spiritual world would be the grandeur of the world?"
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