"Qiu Ju, who has been here?" asked Ram Chen coldly.

"Back to the young master, the patriarch has been here. A middle-aged man in a gray robe with some eagle eyes bowed slightly.

"I didn't ask you, Qiu Ju, what am I asking you?"

Ram Chen looked at the fat girl who was kneeling on the ground and scrubbing the blood on the ground vigorously, and spoke again, but his tone was much lowered.

"Clan...... Tribe...... Patriarch...... My lord...... Been here. The girl didn't dare to raise her head, and spit out these words with all her strength.

"What about the arm?"

When Miss Qiu Ju heard 'that arm', her legs went limp, and she almost collapsed to the ground, and her fat body shook the flesh waves. Qiu Ju's eyes widened in horror, touched the ground with her head, and she didn't spit out a word for a long time, as if she was dumb, and her sharp mouth became a mussel shell.

"Let's go down!"

The cold voice reached Qiu Ju's ears, and as if she had received an amnesty order, she got up and picked up the blood basin and stumbled out of the bedroom. As soon as she came out of the hall, she felt that her legs were weak, and she couldn't stand, and she slipped straight to the ground, and the girl quickly grabbed the door frame, and then lowered her head and cried suppressedly.

She looked at the disabled chrysanthemums in the courtyard with teary eyes, as if she saw her own fate.

"Woooooooooo......oo I was wrong, as long as the young master doesn't kill me, I will take good care of you in the future, work hard, never be lazy again, never steal food again, and never chew the root of my tongue again......"

The fat girl remembered her past performance, and her intestines were full of regret. How could she, a pig's brain, think that the young master is weak and easy to bully, she is really blinded by lard, and the young master will definitely kill her. The more Qiu Ju thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her whimpering became louder.

There were two people in the room, one sitting and one standing, one sitting upright, the other leaning over, holding his fists, but his waist was straight, as if fixed there, this is the action he just made when he replied, and it has remained unchanged.

"......"

The silver light flashed, and the dragon sword came out, and the long sword entered the throat, piercing the skin, and blood flowed out. The eagle-eyed man's hand rested on the hilt of the sword halfway out of the sheath at his waist, and he took a cold breath, and a terrifying wave appeared in his cold eyes.

It was so fast, so fast that he didn't have time to react, in fact, he had already taken precautions, but he still had no power to fight back.

"Kneel!" The cold command, the cold biting chill, the middle-aged man felt an irresistible chill on the top of his head, pressing him out of breath.

The sword entered one point again, the blood was gurgling, the middle-aged man was physically and mentally cold, he bent his legs, knelt on the ground, and bowed respectfully, "The gray-clothed guard ram Chang plough greets the young master." ”

"Make an oath, be loyal to me, and spare you from dying!" said Ram Chen coldly.

Ram Changgeng's pupils contracted, and his heart palpitated, how could he be so strong, isn't he wasted, how can he be so domineering. He seemed to see the young master of the Ram Clan Tianjiao who was wearing a purple and gold robe and hanging a dragon sword from his waist, the swordsmanship genius who made the patriarch avoid his edge.

"Young master, I am the gray-clothed sword guard under the command of the patriarch......"

"Swear or die!"

"Young master......" Ram Changgeng wanted to say something, but when he looked up and saw that the chill in Ram Chen's eyes was about to change, he immediately swore an oath: "The ghost and god are above, and my ram Changgeng swears here, lifelong allegiance to the protagonist Yangchen, if this oath is violated, the ghosts and gods will abandon together." ”

As soon as the ram long ploughing oath was established, a mysterious invisible thread connected the two together, both of them had a faint sense, the ram Chen withdrew the dragon sword, and the winter killing intent he released was also withdrawn, he felt the obedience of the ram long ploughing, a very wonderful feeling. Sure enough, the oath of the ghosts and gods should not be taken lightly.

Ram Changgeng felt the cold chill above his head reced, he smiled bitterly, he was planted this time, he was clever enough to ask for this good job, but he sold himself, and he sold his life.

"Get up and talk back. Ram Chen's voice was much softer.

"Thank you, young master!" the ram Chang Plough rose in response, but his waist was never straightened again.

"Where's the vulture?" asked the question that had been hanging in his heart for a long time.

Ram Changgeng cautiously replied, "I've been sent back to the Sword Pavilion!"

"But my father's orders?"

"The young master is wise, and he is the patriarch. The patriarch wanted to be close to the young master's body at that time, but the vultures insisted on not letting him, and the patriarch was angry, accused him of being disrespectful, and sent him back to the Sword Pavilion for strict training. "Ram Chang ploughing this time and the pan out, without waiting for Ram Chen to ask again, to be a subordinate naturally has the eye to be a subordinate.

Ram Chen only felt that the qi and blood in his body were surging, if he didn't try his best to suppress it, I was afraid that he would vomit blood immediately, he closed his eyes and mobilized the qi of the fetal breath into the internal organs to calm the qi and blood, and the effect was really good, no wonder the qi of the fetal breath was called health qi, and he was angry.

"What happened?"

Later, the patriarch called the clan pharmacist to check the pulse of the young master, and the pharmacist said...... Words ......"

"It doesn't hurt to be straight. ”

"The pharmacist said that the young master's tendons and veins are broken, all the internal organs are injured, and the gold and stone are difficult to treat, I am afraid that ...... I'm afraid my life will be short. Speaking of this, Ram Changgeng peeked at Ram Chen, and saw that he was not angry, so he continued: "The patriarch asked again if it was really hopeless, and the pharmacist said that using the thousand-year-old spirit ginseng with precious adjuvants to make ginseng spirit pills may prolong life." ”

After waiting for a while, there was no follow-up, although there was an answer, Ram Chen still asked unwillingly: "How did my father answer?"

The patriarch did not speak. ”

Four words, but Ram Chen's heart was extremely cold, the father looked forward to the death of the son, he wanted to rush to him and ask face to face: "Is all the love and care in the past fake!"

Is he jealous that he has reached such a point, he is already deposed, and he will no longer threaten his position as patriarch, why should he be so ruthless.

"What mission did he give you?" asked Ram Tatsu abruptly.

The ram Chang Geng's head was sweating again, who said that the young master was abolished, and his will was depressed, even the maid dared to bully him, which is what anyone can bully, and every word was asked on the point, at this time, he didn't dare to hide it anymore, and bowed his head and replied: "The patriarch asked me to stay in Jianchen Courtyard to protect the young master, but in fact, ...... In fact, it is to let me control the Jianchen Academy, so that the young master can cultivate well in the Jianchen Academy, and no one is allowed to disturb him. ”

Ram Changgeng still couldn't hold back and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then stammered: "It's still ...... Still...... It also makes me optimistic about the young master...... Be optimistic about the Dragon Sword and the Famous Sword Order in the hands of the young master!"

"Hehe, recuperate, Ram Chen, damn it, he's going to put you under house arrest! He's waiting for you to die!" The young man had a bright smile on his face, but it was so dazzling, even the ram Chang Geng, who sold himself to him, was a little sympathetic to him at the moment, the new master, the father was looking forward to the death of the son, what a cold fact.

Ram Chen closed his eyes and began to sort out his thoughts, first he had to save the vulture, the patriarch said a good training, the little guy will suffer a lot in the Sword Pavilion, and one is not good or dead. But now he is not good at acting, and he has more than enough strength to do it, and it seems that he has to rely on the subordinate he just accepted.

"The ram ploughs long, before it gets dark, I want to see the vulture, you can do it. ”

"Young Master...... Yes!" the ram Chang Geng hurriedly responded, bowed and hurried away, because he saw that the young master had picked up the Dragon Sword again.

"......" Ram Chen opened his mouth and closed it without saying anything, he originally wanted to give the Youlong Sword representing the identity of the young master of the Ram Clan to Ram Changgeng, and let him use this sword to ask for someone from the Sword Pavilion, but his witty new subordinate seemed to have misunderstood.

The boy smiled faintly, this is fine, if he can rescue the vultures with his own strength, at least it shows that he is a person with means.