I don't know what time it is. Ruo Yiqian is now looking at the table of fruits in front of her with some irritation.

Lin Suhao saw that Ruo ignored him for a long time, so he put down her hair, turned around and walked to the table behind him, picked up the long sword placed on it, and carefully looked at the patterns on the black and blue scabbard.

It's better to see than to hear, this Cold Spring Sword really lives up to its reputation. There seemed to be a cold aura around the sword body, giving people the feeling that no one should enter. Legend has it that this sword was made by a generation of famous master "Jian Xuan" from the Nine Heavens Cold Iron that sank in the Cold Spring, and only those who are the coldest to the yin and can be selected by the Cold Spring Sword are worthy of use. However, Lin Suhao consulted many books, and the sword was lost more than a hundred years ago...... I didn't expect to see it again in my lifetime, which is really a great luck.

Lin Suhao calmed the fanaticism for this sword in his heart, handed the sword to Ruo Yiqian, looked at her and said, "I really didn't expect that you would be the descendant of the generation of the Cold Spring Sword. ”

"What does it have to do with you?" Ruo Yiqian took the sword back, pulled out his handkerchief, and wiped the place where the scabbard had been touched.

Lin Suhao was choked for a while, and then he smiled and said, "Are you willing to stay by his side?" Look at our Linfeng Hall, everyone has everything, but you are the only one missing. "It is a waste for such a genius to be willing to stay next to a scholar and be a cow and a horse, even if the scholar is the person he loves.

"Oh?" Ruo Yi raised his eyes and looked directly at Lin Suhao, Lin Suhao was stunned by Ruo Yiqian's move, looking at Ruo Yiqian's amber eyes, his face was a little hot, so he coughed lightly and shifted his gaze.

"That's not it." Lin Suhao said, "The name of Linfeng Hall can be said to be famous all over the world, and even the Liang Daoshi who is known as 'Wolong' is also a member of our Linfeng Hall. As long as you join us in Linfeng Hall, you are the most honored person in our Linfeng Hall. ”

Speaking of which, he is promoting his organization, and if you listen to it a little impatiently.

"I'm sorry young hall master, you see-" Ruo Yiqian reached out and pulled off the clothes on his shoulders, revealing his shoulders.

Lin Suhao was stunned after looking at the tattoo on his shoulder, and the enthusiasm in his eyes was gradually replaced by surprise.

"Ruojia? You are actually a descendant of the Ruo family?! That Ruojia who has been hidden in the world for a hundred years?! Lin Suhao leaned back slightly, he was inexplicably nervous but also very excited, oh my God, what kind of opportunity does this person have!

Under Lin Suhao's fiery gaze, Ruo Yiqian quickly pulled up his clothes, tidied up his collar, and said lightly: "It is worthy of being the world-famous Linfeng Hall, and it is not surprising that you recognize this tattoo." ”

"Huh...... In that case—" Lin Suhao suddenly stood up and approached Ruoyi. Feeling a shadow enveloping his body, Ruo frowned lightly and raised his head, only to find that Lin Suhao was only a few dozen centimeters away in front of him.

"Master Lin Shaotang, what are you going to do?" If you can't get up, hold the scabbard in front of you.

"What? Of course it'......" Lin Suhao licked her lips and reached out to grab Ruo Yiqian's wrist, this sudden movement made her hand slip, and the Hanquan Sword fell to the ground.

If you are startled, you will find that you can't break free, and your internal strength can't be used.

"Bastard! What did you do to me?! Realizing this situation, Ruo was so shocked that he shed a cold sweat, looked at the face of the approaching man, and gritted his teeth.

"Hmph, of course I want to keep you with me......"

"I'm rubbing! Darn! Let go of the master! ”

……

Slap sand.

Chen Jiu, who was writing by the light, suddenly pressed the brush in his hand on the paper, and a large circle of black ink quickly spread on the rice paper.

Chen Jiu's eyes widened, looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, with a look of disbelief.

"Ah...... Shallow, you, you ......"