Chapter 109: Thousand Miles of Voice Transmission

"You... have been prepared long ago?"

He Chuanbai smiled calmly and said, "I knew you had a problem with your eyes for the first time I met you."

You Chuiyun was moved and knelt down sincerely and bowed: "Thank you, Master."

"You and I have a deep relationship with each other, so these three pills are just my gift for you.

Okay, let’s go here and take a walk. I need to refine elixirs for my teacher.”

You Chuyun wiped his eyes and bowed out of Shennong Pavilion. Then he went to visit the injured and doctor who spoke to him in the law enforcement hall. He talked to the girl who had lost her limbs for a while and told many stories, of all races. He made the girl laugh and left with satisfaction.

He returned to Qitian's ward with a few medical books in his arms, found a chair against the wall, and opened the book and read it hungrily...

Not long.

Someone knocked on the door outside.

You Chuiyun is still addicted to the ocean of knowledge and cannot hear this subtle polite knock on the door.

Then he kicked away with one kick.

Peng —

The door of the ward looked very delicate, but it was actually eaten by termites. It fell to the ground with the door frame.

You Chuiyun was shocked.

I saw the man who kicked the door scratching his head, as if he didn't expect that he would kick the door.

Next to him was a middle-aged man who looked like a scholar, holding a black cloth covering his long strips, not as big as a big man, and smiled at You Chuiyun. He turned around and scolded the man who kicked the door, and then asked in his arms, "Sorry, my junior brother is a little stronger, can you allow me to come in?"

"What's wrong with you guys?" You Chuiyun said vigilantly.

"Can you let me come in and talk?" The middle-aged scribe still maintained a polite posture.

"good."

You Chuiyun seemed to have nothing to do on the surface, but in fact he was already tense and ready to take action at any time.

Among these two, the great Han qi is strong, and it is completely crushing You Chuyun. Although the middle-aged scholar's aura is consolidating, it is like a calm pond.

But You Chuyun knew that the more this happened, the more it represented danger.

"Young brother, don't be nervous. I have no malice. I believe you can see that-oh-my junior brother is a reckless person, I hope you forgive him."

"I don't know diplomatic, I don't know what it's important to do."

You Chuyun looked at the strip of black cloth covered by the middle-aged scholar. In the dark, he was paying great attention to that thing.

When the scholar saw his eyes staring at the things in his arms, he knew that he had finally found the right person.

Because the things in his arms were also trembling slightly. If he hadn't cast a spell to suppress them, he would have run into the other party's arms.

The scribe smiled and squinted his eyes: "Let's find someone."

"I found the wrong one, it's obvious."

"No, it's here."

"There are only two people here, one lying and the other standing."

"Of course it's standing there."

"I."

"you."

"I want to know which side of you are before I start."

"Take it off? You misunderstood by little brother, but you insist on telling which side we are from - we are from yours."

You Chuyun's pupils moved slightly.

"My side?"

"We're looking for you."

"What's the point?"

The scribe smiled and lifted the black cloth in his hand.

A golden sword coiled by a jade dragon blinded people.

The scribe looked at You Chuyun's face without letting go of the other party's expression, but he was shocked to find that the other party had no response.

"What a sword, bright eyes, brother, you... are here to sell swords.

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It was obviously the first time the other party saw this sword.

With his good acting skills, he was almost deceived. If You Longjian hadn't been reacting all the time, he would have thought he had found the wrong person.

You Chuyun looked surprised: "Brother, I really can't afford this sword, I'm just a poor man."

The scribe sneered, "It's not us looking for you - it's looking for you, and it's looking for you for half a month. Every time you appear nearby, it will tremble, and we were all lost in the first few times, this time it didn't."

You Chuyun said, "It's looking for me? But I don't even know him."

Wen Shi said: "Don't act anymore. I have to say that your acting skills are really good. I almost got deceived by you."

You Chuyun took a deep breath: "Don't hurt my brother, I'll go with you."

When the scholar saw that he finally admitted it, he took back his energy. His energy suppressed people like a mountain, and he quietly attacked his heart. However, this young man took it all and his face remained unchanged.

There are only a handful of young people who can face him to do this.

"No, you misunderstood. We really have no malice. My name is Wuma, this is my junior brother Chouniu."

"Zodiac Twelve Swords?"

"Yes."

You Chuyun took a breath: "Sword Saint Disciple?"

"Yes."

You Chuyun bowed and said, "I've seen senior."

"Um."

You Chuiyun laughed and cried, "What's the point of doing, senior?"

The middle-aged scribe said, "It's true that I'm looking for someone, the master of this sword, and now I've found it."

"Then what?"

"Please go back with us... back to Jianlin."

"Sword Forest? Jiange! Go to see the Sword Saint? Why, why did he meet me?"

"Because the master has an objection to you, or rather - the master of this sword."

"I'm not the master of this sword."

You Chuiyun said.

The middle-aged scholar shook his head slightly, then grabbed the Youlong sword and reached in front of him.

"Draw the sword."

"ah?"

"pull."

You Chuyun looked at him, then looked at the ugly cow with a fat face.

Then he reached out and pulled out Youlong.

Youlong screamed in his hand, extremely crisp.

"You are the master of the Dragon Sword."

Wu Ma said affirmatively.

It was extremely comfortable to blow the clouds and the dragon in his hand. It seemed that he would be invincible when the sword was in his hand, like a finger.

But he could not show it. The moment he held the sword in his hand, he was intimate with the Youlong Sword, so that it would not show any emotions.

Although the Youlong Sword is a little aggrieved, it does the same.

"You are indeed the master of the Dragon Sword."

Wu Ma smiled.

"How can I see it?"

Now it was You Chuyun's turn to be surprised.

Wu Ma pointed at his junior brother: "The Soul."
To be continued...