Regarding the other party's very professional sincerity and apology, Lu Ming was very calm, and he never cared if the other party was really sincere, after all, what they were afraid of was only the strength of destroying the Sword Saint.

"It's the same everywhere, it's good, right here. Lu Ming said lightly, he was not interested in the other courtyard they were talking about.

It seems that you are really used to being poor! You can't sleep in a good place, right? The receptionist and the administrator felt a hint of disdain in their hearts.

"Well, listen to you, just stay here. A smile appeared on the face of the Sword Saint of Destruction, this child's state of mind is really not ordinarily good, just because I haven't controlled my temper.

However, everyone also knows that standing at the high-end of the Sword Saint of Destruction, there is naturally no need to control his temper, and few people dare to say anything, but he is easy-going on weekdays, the old sword master smiled bitterly in his heart, if he is promoted to the realm of the Sword King one day, will these people still be like this?

When the administrator and receptionist saw the kind smile on the face of the Sword Saint of Destruction, they all muttered in their hearts, "The Sword Saint of Destruction actually acted on the meaning of this kid, it couldn't be his illegitimate son, right? Otherwise, how could a little sword student come to participate in the trial? Let the master of the Star Sword Academy come with him, this is something that has never happened before! Now it seems that it must be!"

"Why don't you hurry up and thank Lord Sword Saint for his magnanimity?" said the manager as he looked at the receptionist and said in a slightly low voice.

"Thank you, Lord Swordmaster, the villain will order someone to clean up this place. The receptionist quickly got up and trotted all the way away, scolding Lu Ming a thousand times in his heart. Damn! I came with Master Sword Saint, and I just said it! What are you pretending to be? The murderous Lao Tzu was almost kicked to death!

After a while, the receptionist brought a few carriages of new household items, a new bed, and a new coffee table, and the nearby swordsmen were secretly observing, and they were also secretly discussing, and they all felt unbelievable that the Sword Saint of Destruction could come here, and the more they looked at Lu Ming and the Sword Saint of Destruction, the more they felt like gods.

"Could it be the son of the Sword Saint of Destruction? Or maybe the grandson is here for the trial?" guessed a sword student. Others immediately agreed.

The room was quickly cleaned, and the Sword Saint of Destruction saw that the renovation was quite comfortable, so he waved these people away, and everyone had nothing to do. A simple assignment of a room is settled. And anyone knows. If the Sword Saint of Destruction really wanted to find trouble, it would not be enough for this arrogant receptionist to die a few times.

Obviously, the Liaison Attendants themselves know this. He saw the Sword Saint of Destruction so lightly settled. I feel even more unreliable, and I always feel that I should do something more to make him more satisfied.

The receptionist stood in the courtyard, looking at the rows of rooms in front of him, but even if his eyes were not a little picky, these houses were all dilapidated and miserable. The Sword Hall Organization treats the participating swordsmen equally, and does not specifically ask for a residence, so it has become the residence of the staff to treat those swordsmen who are stingy and refuse to offer to themselves, among the swordsmen who can live in such a dilapidation, which one will be a rich and powerful person? Of course, the Sword Saint of Destruction is a typical exception.

But what should you do?

Clean! The receptionist's brain jumped, and a spiritual light flashed like lightning: "That's right! A strong person like the Sword Saint of Destruction likes to be clean the most, and now there are so many people here like a miscellaneous courtyard, let alone a Sword Saint, even if they look uncomfortable." ”

"Follow me. The receptionist waved his hand, and he found the five men who were responsible for carrying household items, and immediately followed him into the corridor

Seeing that all the sword students were standing in the corridor, looking at the room that seemed to be the smell of the room that had not been cleaned for a while, and the door was open, the receptionist immediately cleared his throat, lowered his voice as low as possible, and said, "I am the staff member who is responsible for arranging accommodation and issuing orders for the organization of the Sword Hall, Liu Wantang. Now I ask you to leave here at once, and as to whether or not you go to the staff who will receive you and ask him to rearrange your accommodation, it has nothing to do with me, but I ask that you pack up and leave here at once. ”

Hearing the receptionist's words and tone, Lu Ming, who was meditating and pranayama in the room, frowned, feeling very uncomfortable, but he didn't say anything, such an environment and such a person can show the mentality and way of doing things of a swordsman, if these people leave after listening to orders, then they are not a qualified swordsman at all. In the simplest sense, in order to ensure his own rights and interests, the swordsman can even draw his sword directly. If you don't even have the courage to do so, then you can only go with the flow and become one of the bottom fish.

The sudden change made all the sword students surprised, and they all looked at the source of this arrogant and domineering voice: "Who is this person? What a great power!"

"I know him, although he is only the staff in charge of receiving us, but his family has a very strong foundation, otherwise he is almost thirty years old, and he is still in the realm of the Nine Blades Swordsman, can he enter the Sword Hall Organization to work? ”

"Yes, for example, you and I, now living in this dilapidated place is not peaceful, this world is ....... ”

"Don't say it, I can't afford to offend him until I get a good ranking anyway, I'm leaving, what about you?"

Many sword students glanced at each other, and they all shook their heads helplessly, but the speed in their hands was not slow, for fear that this receptionist would not be satisfied, and they would do something when they issued the notice of the Sword Hall organization in the future, so that they would end their trial career by just signing up in the future.

Seeing the sharp hands and feet of these swordsmen, Liu Wantang's arrogant face did not have a trace of satisfaction, but carried out the battle to the end, staring viciously with their slow and murderous eyes, until these mermaids came out.

Liu Wantang bowed his head slightly towards the room of the Sword Saint of Destruction, expressing his respect, until he relied on the realm of the Sword Saint of Destruction, he would definitely be able to see and feel his high respect.

However, the receptionist's face changed suddenly, and he found that the doors of two rooms were open, but the people inside were sitting cross-legged on the bed, and they were not prepared to pack their belongings at all.

Due to the existence of the precedent of destroying the Sword Saint, Liu Wantang observed it very cautiously this time, and found that the swordsman in the room on the left was wearing a pair of yellow cowhide long-legged boots on his feet, the texture of this kind of boots is quite good, but it is very heavy, and it is generally only worn by adventurers and swordsmen who have traveled long distances all year round, but looking at a set of cyan robes on his body, although it is very clean, it is washed and somewhat white, and at a glance, he knows that he has not only worn it for a year or two, and his shawl and long hair are neatly combed, and he is obviously a poor swordsman who falls in the name of a swordsman。 But he looks very clean, he looks like he is in his twenties, his face lines are very clear, even if there are a few vicissitudes, but he can't hide his handsomeness, but his face is covered with frost, even if he meditates with his eyes closed, people will subconsciously think at a glance, I don't seem to owe you money?

What are you pretending to be! Liu Wantang raised his eyebrows, and directly removed his eyes viciously and threw them on the other person.

The receptionist suddenly laughed, this person was also wearing yellow cowhide boots, but there was a lot of dust on them, and he was wearing different clothes from the empire, it was a light blue robe, and a row of buttons on his chest was not buttoned at all from the navel, revealing a huge belly and full of fat, a pair of small eyes on his round face, and a long hair with several unkempt braids, he looked like a swordsman outside the grassland, and his face was also very honest, but he didn't listen to his orders at all!

The corners of Liu Wantang's mouth raised a smile of unknown meaning, and he walked towards the room of the cold swordsman closest to him, and stood directly at the door with his five subordinates.

However, the humidity of the air in the room did not surprise him, but as soon as he stood at the door, he was almost swept down by the oncoming dampness, he frowned fiercely, and then he settled down and said, "Hey, boy, I ask you to leave here now, are you poor and can't even understand my words?"

"Hahaha......" The five men laughed wildly, and at the same time demonstratively shook the sword in their hand.

The cold-faced swordsman slowly opened his eyes, and a full chill seeped out directly, causing the receptionists to change their complexions, and even their steps involuntarily took half a step back, and then they took a more vicious step.

There was no surprise in the eyes of the cold-faced swordsman about these things, as if everything was taken for granted, and he said, "Why should I go, I came first." ”

Hearing the cold-faced swordsman's short words in a low voice with full arrogance, Liu Wantang's face turned red and white, because he could feel that the arrogance of this swordsman was actually above himself!

But this kid is obviously from a small place, and! Liu Wantang's eyes rolled a few times, and he was even more sure that he didn't bring any elders at all, to be precise, he was the only one who could be qualified to participate in the trial in that place, and that's it!

But such a person, dare to contradict himself? The receptionist's face seemed to have condensed into ice, he grabbed the sword of his subordinates with his left hand, and grabbed the sword handle with his right hand directly and viciously, and pulled it fiercely......

Before the blade of the sword could be pulled out a foot long, Liu Wantang had to stop, because the cold-faced swordsman on the opposite side had already appeared in front of him, and the sword in his hand was also pressed against his throat, even though it was an unsheathed sword. But how he moved, he didn't see it clearly at all, without warning, and he didn't even react to half a point. (To be continued......)