Chapter 19: nineteenth

Black Moonlight Master of Paranoid Emperor [Rebirth]
Chapter 19: Chapter 19
Qiu Yutong fell to the ground, staring at the two truncated swords incredulously, and the whole person stiffened: "..."
broken?
Is this broken? !
When he was in Shuoxuecheng, he often made moves with Brother Three. Brother Three's slender soft sword "Smoke Wave Green" that he couldn't help the wind.
Uh, but having said that, he was a monk at that time, and now this mortal body ... it is indeed possible to step off the sword.
In the torrential rain, Lu Xiao stared at the two truncated swords on the ground. The handsome young man's face was full of rain and no expression, leaving only a total blank.
"Your Majesty ..." Qiu Yutong swallowed unconsciously, but could not think of any comfort.
After all, he stepped on the night rain.
Why is he so unlucky!
Zhang Defu also hurried over, he only glanced at the broken sword on the ground, and his fat face was white when he brushed it, trembling: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Lu Xiao was unheard of everything around him. He stood stunned for a moment, then knelt down extremely slowly.
He knelt in the cold rain and carefully picked up the two amputated swords.
"No, no ..." His hand trembles involuntarily, trying to put the two truncated swords together, but how can he fight since the sword is broken?
Lu Xiao knelt in the heavy rain and tried in vain for a long, long time, and finally found that this handle of night rain would never be able to fight.
Ye Yu stained Tianshui Bi ... Tianshui Bi had already left with the man, and Ye Yu finally broke.
He has nothing.
"Why, why ..." Lu Xiao squeezed the two truncated swords tightly, and the whole person trembled wetly. The kind of embarrassment and despair reached the extreme, which made people almost unbearable.
Ye Yu's blade was very sharp, and he had cut his palm long ago. The thick and warm blood slowly slid down the blade, mixed with the rain and the blood, but he seemed to feel no pain at all. .
There was silence all around, only the sound of rain.
No one dares to say a word.
As a culprit, Qiu Yutong was really guilty. He hesitated for a moment and softly persuaded: "Your Majesty, don't be like this. This sword is just an ordinary inferior spirit sword. In the Tibetan sword pavilion in Beijing, such The spirit sword can be bought for as many as two hundred silver, it is worthless. "
"What are you talking about?" Lu Xiao raised his head extremely slowly, his blood-filled eyes staring at Qiu Yutong steadily.
The extremely terrible cold eyes made Qiu Yutong almost a bit creepy, and took a step back involuntarily.
"Drag this into the Division of Prudential Penalty, first hit eighty sticks." Lu Xiao whispered.
Qiu Yutong: "..."
A worthless broken sword, as for? !
Moreover, he was not intentional!
"I didn't mean it ..." He hadn't had time to argue, and the two bodyguards with round waists stepped up, covering his mouth with one hand, and dragging him away without hesitation.
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The punishment room of the Division of Prudential Penalty was cold and wet.