Chapter 297: Senior Sword Monarch Brothers
"Whoa, whoa, whoa...... Lord Demon, we didn't surrender to the enemy, the dragons have always been neutral, you know, we really didn't mean to, we just accidentally smashed it! Woowoo woo ......"
"I don't want to listen to your explanation, I haven't been artificially reversed, I am still the lord of the demon world, my orders must be carried out, you two black dragons will stay in the lower realm for me, there is Ye Zhou Demon Venerable watching you, if you make trouble again, you will go to make a specimen!"
"Ye Zhou Demon Venerable?!"
The two black dragons seemed to have just seen a bigger god sitting here at this time, and their cries choked, and their tears immediately seemed to close the floodgates.
Of course, Ye Zhou didn't pay attention to these two black dragons who were crying miserably, and when he saw that they didn't cry, he withdrew the two big teardrops.
"That's not right!" The male dragon with a deep voice suddenly roared, "How can a human girl who will die if she blows her breath be able to dissect our black dragon!" ”
"No matter how hard your black dragon's skin is, can it still be harder than the Bishan Sword?"
As another exit from the small courtyard opened, a completely unfamiliar laughter came out, and then a group of young-looking men walked out, and the leading man glanced at the two stupid dragons with disdain, and turned his head to sweep his gaze over the faces of Xi Mo and Lu Xiaoman.
"Oops, what two such little babies."
"It's broken the record of the master accepting apprentices."
"It's been a long time since the old man has accepted such a young disciple."
"Senior Brother may still have the impression that the average age of the apprentices accepted by the old man in the early days of the old man's family is old?"
"I don't remember how old I am, anyway, it's definitely not a baby with two Qi training periods like this."
Lu Xiaoman sat firmly on the lap of his senior brother, looked at the group of new immortal monarchs with a smile, and called out sweetly.
"Hello brothers!"
The two black dragons were entangled and contracted into a ball as early as when their group came in, and the new waterfall flowed down with tears, and Ye Zhou flicked his fingers and collected them again without falling to the ground.
"Sword cultivation?"
"Sword Monarch?!"
"Bishan Jianzun's subordinates?!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa...... Don't cut us with the Bishan sword...... We can do whatever we want...... Spare our lives...... We haven't had a baby yet...... Woo wow wow wow wow wow! ”
"The world is so scary! Man repairs the danger! ”
"I'm going home! Wow wow wow wow ......"
The two black dragons were entangled into a big ball and cried miserably, but none of the people on the ground paid attention to the two crying dragons and started socializing on their own.
"Ye Zhou Demon Venerable."
"Demon Lord."
"Qi Yu Sword Monarch."
"Several Sword Monarchs, oh, the Unsullied Sword Monarchs are also here."
Lu Xiaoman listened to them call each other, not only quickly remembered the names and looks of the senior brothers of the Sword Monarch, but also figured out that the full name of his senior brother should be Zhusun Mingzhu, so he only called himself Senior Brother Mingzhu when he introduced himself at the beginning.
The senior brothers of the Sword Monarch looked at the two unprecedentedly young brothers and sisters strongly, but they never made physical contact, and even held their hands one by one, and spoke softly, for fear that they would not control their strength well and hurt the two little babies.
The characteristics of the Innocent Sword Monarch and Xi Mo's spiritual roots are the same, and it was decided early on that he would guide the junior brother to practice the sword during Bishan Jianzun's recuperation, so the two of them had been talking together for a long time, and Lu Xiaoman used her senior brother as a comfortable human flesh sofa, listening to them chatting and making up for their own knowledge.