Propriety.

Han Muye nodded.

Huang Lao Liu can still know how to abide by the rules of the Sword Pavilion under the strong emotional impact of the reunion of his first love, and it seems that he has not been carried away by love.

There is also salvation.

"Brother Zhenxiong has already told me, the Sword Pavilion is the important place of your Nine Xuan Sword Sect."

"Brother Zhenxiong can gain the trust of the sect and take charge of this place, of course he can't break the rules."

Lu Qingping hurriedly spoke on the side.

Run?

Han Muye raised his eyes to look at Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Lao Liu blinked.

Sixth brother's cowhide, blowing a little loudly.

"Senior Sister Lu, you can't enter the Sword Pavilion, but Senior Brother Han has a lot of experience in sword selection and kendo cultivation, tomorrow you go to Fang Market to buy a sword, let him accompany you."

"Tomorrow, I have to discuss matters with the elders in the cabinet, so I won't accompany you."

Huang Lao Liu turned around, looked sideways at Lu Qingping's gaze, and said lightly.

He looked at Han Muye with a pleading look in his eyes.

Lu Qingping nodded, looked at Han Muye and said, "Then there is Senior Brother Lao Han." ”

Accompany Lu Qingping to buy a sword?

Han Muye's heart moved.

It's good.

In this way, he had the opportunity to touch the sword weapon in Lu Qingping's hand, and find out whether this Lu Qingping had a purpose to approach Huang Laoliu.

Although he didn't want to break Huang Laoliu's dream of reuniting with his first love, if Lu Qingping had another purpose, Han Muye would not care.

"Senior Sister Lu is polite, it's really Senior Brother who can't leave tomorrow, otherwise his eyesight is a hundred times better than mine." Han Muye nodded and arched his hand: "Then tomorrow I will wait for my senior sister at the mountain gate." ”

There is no good sword in the fang market open to the outside world in the sword gate, and if you want to choose a good sword, you also need to go to the fang market two hundred miles away from the mountain.

Lu Qingping nodded, then looked at Huang Lao Liu, and said softly: "Brother Zhenxiong, then I'll go back first." ”

Huang Lao Liu grinned, thinking that he was missing his front teeth, and he was busy and shut up.

He stood on the stone steps, watching Lu Qingping disappear on the mountain road for a long time, still looking.

"Sixth brother, you are about to become a wangfu stone."

Han Muye, who had already walked into the Sword Pavilion and took a turn, sat behind the long case, and said with a smile.

Huang Lao Liu's face turned red, and he turned around and walked into the Sword Pavilion.

He leaned in front of Han Muye, who was sitting on the big chair, and muttered, "That, thank you, Brother Han, for helping me lie." ”

In front of Lu Qingping just now, Han Muye can be said to have given him enough face, and he also helped him round up along the cowhide he bragged.

At the helm of the Sword Pavilion?

Let the cow fly first for a while.

Huang Lao Liu stretched out his hand to rub his thinning hair, and muttered in a low voice: "I have a lot of appointments, but in front of Pingmei, I am panicking." ”

"I'm here, I don't consciously want to elevate my identity."

"I just thought, I thought, with her, with her a little bit more like."

Huang Lao Liu lowered his head, and his face revealed a trace of loneliness.

The sword watchers of the Sword Pavilion are nine out of ten dead, even if the treatment of Yulu is comparable to that of the inner gate, they still don't even want to come to the Sword Pavilion to be a swordwatcher.

The spirit stone is a good thing, there is a life to earn, but there is no life to spend.

A Sword Pavilion Sword Viewer, who is infested by sword qi day by day, has a withered body, what qualifications does he have to match with an inner door elite of Qingfeng Pavilion?

Han Muye wanted to comfort Huang Laoliu for a few words, but he didn't open his mouth after thinking about it.

Huang Lao Liu himself knows everything.

His current enthusiasm is also the reunion with Lu Qingping.

After a while, especially after the gathering of the Nine Xuan Sword Sect sect is over and Lu Qingping leaves, this matter will be over.

What's more, Qingfeng Guan also betrayed the Nine Xuan Sword Gate.

This is a fate that is destined to be unattainable.

Han Muye shook his head slightly, raised his eyes, and saw Lu Gao, who had a lunch box on his arms, sticking out his head from the door and looking around.

"Hey, what about the sixth sister-in-law?"

"I specially beat the big meat to ensure that the sixth brother's teeth can eat."

Lu Gao muttered with some regret.

Huang Lao Liu turned his head, glared and gritted his teeth, and said, "I want to eat bones." ”

Han Muye laughed so hard that he almost fell off the big chair.

The three of them sat around the small wooden table at the door, Huang Lao Liu had a good appetite and concentrated on dealing with the big meat, while Lu Gao whispered some news he heard in the dining hall.

"In the past few days, some sects have come, and most of them have arranged to eat with the outer disciples in the outer canteen."

"Many of these people have some complaints."

Lu Gao said that the micro-words were good.

Come to the party, only treat with the outer door, and people don't scold their mothers.

It's just that since the Nine Xuan Sword Sect has recruited people, why should they be so slow?

"Hmph, what's wrong with eating and living in the same place as the outer disciples?"

Huang Lao Liu finally came out of his mouth and snorted coldly: "The Nine Xuanjian Sect is one of the nine factions in Western Xinjiang, and it is already a shame to not let them pay out of their own pockets for food and housing." ”

"Ahem, sixth brother, they paid out of their own pockets." Lu Gao coughed lightly.

paid out of his own pocket, and only arranged for the same food and lodging treatment as the outer disciples.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that this time it will be a good meeting?

"The last time the Nine Xuan Sword Sect shocked the Quartet was the battle of the Fierce Demon Valley twelve years ago."

"It seems that Jianmen is going to do something."

Huang Lao Liu shook his head and stretched out his hand to the big meat again.

"I guess we're going to be busy, too."

"It won't be long before a batch of swords will be returned."

The sword is returned?

Han Muye was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood.

It's not that the disciple fell, and the sword was returned.

It is to break down the door and destroy the enemy, seize the sword weapon, and enter the Sword Pavilion.

This time, the Sword Gate is going to use the Sanqin Sword Sect to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

I just don't know if Mo Yuan can make any contributions in this campaign.

In the afternoon, Huang Lao Liu was sleeping on the long table, and Lu Gao was leaning against the door of the Sword Pavilion and napping.

Only Han Muye wiped the long sword with a sackcloth in the Sword Pavilion.

While rubbing his sword, he collected sword qi, and then absorbed sword qi into his body by the way.

It's sour, painful and happy.

"Sword Pavilion rules, bathing and changing clothes-"

"Get out of the way."

Lu Gao's long howl at the doorway was directly interrupted.

Han Muye frowned, put the long sword back in his hand, and walked to the door of the Sword Pavilion.

Over there, a tall young man wearing a white inner disciple robe stood in front of the long case with a cold face.

Huang Laoliu, who was sitting behind the long case, had a yellow paper roll in his hand and looked through it slowly.

"Did you figure it out?"

"I use the records of the completion of the sect's mission to exchange for sword weapons, can this matter still be faked?"

The tall young man spoke coldly, turned his head and saw Han Muye coming, stretched out his hand and pointed at him and said, "You are younger, hurry up and help the old man read out the records in the task book." ”

"The old eyes are dizzy, and I am still a sword watcher, and I guess I won't live long."

The young man's words were vicious and indifferent, as if the sword watchers were not the same sword, and life and death were like ants.

Huang Laoliu's expression didn't change at all, but his fingers wandered over the task book.

"Inner disciple, Luo Tian, complete the sect exploration task and accumulate thirty sect meritorious deeds, which can be exchanged for vouchers and sect task rewards."

"Luo Tian, your exploration mission was completed a year ago, why did you come to exchange it now?"

"Our Sword Pavilion rules, task exchange, within a year, your mission book has expired."

Luo Tian?

The guy who practiced swordsmanship and broke his sword?

Last time, he asked people to exchange for swords but was rejected by Han Muye, this time, he wanted to exchange the task merit for a sword weapon?

Han Muye's gaze swept towards this Luo Tian, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

After staying in the Sword Pavilion for a long time, he was very cordial with the sword weapons in the Sword Pavilion.

None of the swords here were willing to be handed over to people like Luo Tian who didn't care about swords.

Hearing Huang Laoliu's words, Luo Tian sneered: "Last time, Song Cheng said that the Sword Pavilion Sword Watchers seemed to be deliberately targeting me, and I still don't believe it." ”

"It turns out that there really is such a thing."

He reached out and took out an object from his arms, and slapped it on the long case with a "snap".

"Today's sword, I have changed."