[Ding, capture the criminal Yu Shangrong and reward 1,000 points of merit.] 】

By this time, he was no longer in a hurry.

After being hit by the spell of binding his body, without his cultivation, where else can Yu Shangrong escape?

Emaciated camels are bigger than horses.

Duan Xing and the others didn't dare to get close, after all, in front of them, it was the sword demon of the world, the demon who picked up the master of the kendo without saying a word.

In comparison, their Demon Sect is a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

Duan Xing swallowed his saliva and arched his hand: "I've seen it, Sword Demon Senior!"

The others bowed down, not daring to move.

After Yu Shangrong landed......

I saw the people of the Demon Brake Sect.

Surprised by the strangeness of the Body-Binding Spell, he sat up and grabbed the Immortal Sword, thrust it into the ground, and supported his body...... Remain calm.

Yu Shangrong didn't look at Duan Xing and the others.

They are not worthy of talking to him.

Yu Shangrong took a few deep breaths and looked at the master who was slowly approaching.

The only old man in the world who made him feel powerless to resist.

Lu Zhou finally came to him...... Stop a few meters away from Yu Shangrong.

The cloudy woodland was very quiet.

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong quietly and peacefully.

Bang –

Bang ————

The ringing of the bells of the Unzhao Temple broke the rare tranquility.

There was an accident in Luzhou.

In the past few days of living in Yunzhaoan, the morning bell and dusk drum have gradually become accustomed to such sounds.

Ancient trees are uninhabited, and where is the bell in the deep mountains.

......

"Where is Si Wuya's criminal?" Lu Zhou finally spoke.

Yu Shangrong shook his head: "He has already left." ”

Lu Zhou saw that he was unconvinced, and said:

"The old man passed on your cultivation as a ...... That's all you can do?"

Yu Shangrong was puzzled.

I don't know what Master meant by this.

But he didn't say anything, just kept silent.

Success and defeat have been the truth since ancient times.

"Take him away. Lu Zhou waved his sleeves.

Duan Xing hurriedly bowed: "Obey!"

Yu Shangrong glanced at Duan Xing and the others, stood up with a force in his hand, and said, "I can go by myself." ”

Duan Xing and the others retreated.

Lowered his head, not daring to continue forward.

He felt disgusted.

But so what, even if Yu Shangrong is now a prisoner, he is not a character he can touch.

But......

Being able to witness such a peerless figure and being taken away by his master is also a big journey in life. Perhaps, when he gets old one day, he can boast to others that on a certain day, he had watched the battle on the spot, the peak battle between the eldest disciple and the second disciple of the Demon Heaven Pavilion, how wonderful and spectacular it was, unforgettable.

Yu Shangrong held the immortal sword in one hand, as if it was fine, and held the sword in his arms.

Lu Zhou glanced at everyone and said, "Go back to Yunzhao Nunnery first." ”

Yu Shangrong: "......"

What does this mean is that Master, his old man, has been waiting in Yunzhao Nunnery for a long time?

But if that's the case, why don't you come out early and reap the benefits of the fisherman?

Unfortunately, there is no point in thinking about it now.

Yu Shangrong had no choice but to follow Luzhou and return to Yunzhao'an.

......

After everyone leaves the area.

Deep in the dense forests of the cloudy woodlands...... Si Wuya let out a sigh of relief.

If it hadn't been discovered in time, this time, he might have even planted himself.

He calmed down, and only after his breathing gradually stabilized did he speak, "Pity the second senior brother...... What do we do from now on?"

Si Wuya hurriedly shook his head, remembering the body-binding spell, his brows furrowed.

The same means, again.

This reminded him of his previous judgment - Master, his old man may have really found a way to break through the limit.

As soon as he thought of this, Si Wuya shook his head with a wry smile: "To die is to save face and suffer the crime...... Obviously injured, you still have to hold on. Okay?"

Just now, if the second senior brother didn't want this face, he would have escaped this catastrophe.

Probably......

That's fate.

Yunzhao Peak, Yunzhao An.

In a room facing the louver lake.

Lu Zhou came to the windowsill with his hands in his hands and looked at the ruined and ruined Baiye Lake.

Yu Shangrong stood behind him, expressionless.

There was a moment of silence.

Lu Zhou said, "Sit." ”

Bang dang.

The Immortal Sword falls to the ground.

On this occasion, how could Yu Shangrong still take care of face and hurriedly pick it up.

If it were placed in normal times, the Immortal Sword would not have fallen.

The tacit understanding between him and the Immortal Sword has already reached perfection, and the vitality on his body will automatically retract.

Lu Zhou Fusu glanced at the immortal sword in his arms, as if he remembered something, and said, "You have entered two hundred and seventy-five years...... Do you still remember, when you got started, what was the first rule that the old man told you?"

Yu Shangrong also saw the shore of the Baiye Lake facing the windowsill.

After being stunned for a moment, he replied, "It is forbidden to fight with the same family." ”

"Knowingly?"

"Senior brother and I are just learning from each other...... Yu Shangrong said.

"Sparring?"

Lu Zhou slowly turned around, came to the chair next to him and sat down, looked directly at Yu Shangrong's immortal sword, and said, "The old man can pass on your cultivation and pass on your weapons, and he can take it back." ”

Hear this.

Yu Shangrong chuckled in his heart.

I couldn't help but grasp the Immortal Sword.

He was not as restrained and fearful as he is now when dealing with anyone.

It was as if, in front of the Master, all his pride and status had become ridiculous.

Yu Shangrong was silent.

It's like a child who makes a mistake.

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong and said, "Why did you leave the Demon Heaven Pavilion?"

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly, raised his gaze, and said, "You really don't remember?"

Lu Zhou remembered the missing memory, and had already thought of a way to deal with it, and said very calmly: "I forgot." ”

At least for "Luzhou", this part of the memory, yes, it is indeed forgotten.

Yu Shangrong looked at the old man in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Seventh Senior Brother said, you have changed a lot...... At first I didn't believe it. Yu Shangrong said.

Maybe it's because I saw the Master like this.

Yu Shangrong suddenly remembered a lot of things from before.

When he first entered the mountain gate, he was just a young child. Now, nearly 300 years have passed...... He has become a feared sword demon. And his master ......

But they are coming to the end of their lives.

It's inevitable to sigh.

"It doesn't matter. Lu Zhou said lightly.

Yu Shangrong said: "It's better to forget." ”

"Bastard!" Lu Zhou frowned.

These two words came out.

Lu Zhou stood up with his hands in his hands.

The sound is like a flood.

Yu Shangrong didn't think much about it, and immediately knelt down.

He didn't speak either.

With this shout, Lu Zhou looked directly at Yu Shangrong and said, "Refuse to say?"

Yu Shangrong lowered his head, looked at the ground, and said: "The apprentice is for your good, this matter, forget the best!"

Lu Zhou raised his hand.

A gust of wind struck.

Syllable!

Neither light nor heavy.

Yu Shangrong didn't dodge or dodge, and tilted his head indifferently......

This slap hit the cheek like fire.

[Ding, punish Yu Shangrong and reward 300 points of merit. 】

"The old man has a lot of time...... Lu Zhou drank softly, "Someone is coming." ”

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