The disciple still wanted to argue, but was stopped by Liu Chuan: "Okay, don't talk nonsense with such people." ”

"What kind of people are we?" Li Ming asked curiously.

Liu Chuan said: "Those who trespassed on my Ten Thousand Sword Sect's Stone Prison, haven't you seen the warning at this intersection? ”

"Master, I didn't see it, besides, those four guys didn't stop me when I came in, how do I know?" Jiang Xiaobai began to sprinkle his skills.

"The words are huge. Yanagawa pointed to both sides.

"No matter how big it is, master, do I have to see it?" Jiang Xiaobai asked rhetorically.

"Do you think the two of us will be able to get out if we go to the stone prison?" Li Ming asked appropriately at this time.

Liu Chuan was stunned, indeed, don't say that Li Ming and Yue Liang, even if there are not many people in the world who can break through the Four Sword Boys joining forces, and those people will not come to the stone prison to play if they are fine.

"Naturally, it can't. Yanagawa could only answer.

Jiang Xiaobai continued: "Isn't that enough? At most, we just broke in ignorance and played for a while, and we didn't even go over the suspension bridge." ”

"Senior brother, Daddy said, let them go. Zuo Siyan came from a distance at this time, she was in a hurry, and she didn't have time to catch her breath after saying this.

No matter how good Yanagawa's smile was, he froze: "Why?"

"Daddy said, forget it, fortunately, Sword Thirteen owed a favor when he took Li Ming away, and the person who left would never betray the Ten Thousand Swords Sect. Zuo Siyan's words were according to Zuo Qingqiu's original words, Zuo Qingqiu was busy sending people from various factions down the mountain at the moment, and he couldn't come back, but as long as it was the matter of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he would definitely know it as soon as possible, because he was Zuo Qingqiu, the head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Liu Chuan naturally understood, Li Ming also understood, and Jiang Xiaobai also understood, because Li Ming rarely hid anything from him. Some friends are like that, a few times to meet is a lifetime.

Zuo Siyan walked past those disciples at this time, walked past Liuchuan, and walked to Li Ming.

This distance has not been since the day when Jian Thirteen was rescued from Wan Qiufeng's hands that year.

She is no longer the noisy and noisy Zuo Siyan she was back then, nor is she the little princess playing with Li Ming.

People change, but she becomes very fast, very suddenly.

Li Ming now understands that she really loves Liu Chuan, no matter how bad Liu Chuan is, she always loves him. Because of her love for Yanagawa, she became overwhelmed by him.

Even if others don't know about Shi Xiucai and the third year of junior high school, Zuo Siyan can know it. If she really had a heart, she would definitely take care of his friends for herself.

"Daddy said that the favor of the person in the stone prison back then. Zuo Siyan said in a low voice, heh, facing him like this, Li Ming returned to the time of the year for a moment.

Liu Chuan's face was already very ugly, because Zuo Siyan and Li Ming were so close, because of Li Ming's warm and nostalgic expression.

He could only endure it, because he still had to listen to Zuo Qingqiu's words, at least now he was still in charge, and he was only his apprentice, the most capable apprentice.

Jiang Xiaobai pulled Li Ming who was in a daze, Li Ming instantly sobered up, hiding his embarrassment, and said, "Okay." ”

He didn't dare to stay a moment longer, let alone say a word, he just wanted to run away now.

However, Li Ming did not forget his hatred, and when he walked past Liu Chuan's side, he swore in a very low voice: "Waiting for the day when I settle the score." ”

And Zuo Siyan's eyes revealed sadness and helplessness.

"Let's go. Liu Chuan walked a few steps and accompanied Zuo Siyan to leave, he was gentle and obedient, and Liu Chuan, the head disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

Zuo Qingqiu was standing in front of the mountain gate, and the guests who came to attend the funeral had almost gone.

He instantly felt that his pressure was greater, heavier, and more terrifying.

Shuangjue is gone, his luck has always been good, many people have died of disease or providence, but he has lived to be more than one hundred and forty years old. He might have lived longer, a year, ten years, or even twenty years, but he chose to cross the tribulation, and it was still the legendary Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. Many sects have places where they can temporarily avoid calamity, and the method is rejected by Shuangju. He refused to go to the depths of the Sword Pavilion, he didn't want to linger, he wanted to face the Heavenly Dao.

It is rumored that a messenger can appear when a righteous person crosses the calamity. It seems that not only is there no peace on earth, but also no peace in heaven.

Zuo Qingqiu believed in double absolutes, but unfortunately what he was waiting for was the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, not the arrival of the messenger.

This catastrophe was very quiet, and no one in the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect noticed it, and when he walked into the stone room, there was only the scorched black and dilapidated piece of heaven and earth that had been shattered by thunder and lightning, and then the remaining scorched black clothes on the futon that had only half of the scorched black left.

The reputation of Shuangjue is very big and loud.

The martial arts of Shuangjue are powerful, and they are absolutely top.

The Dao technique of Shuangjue is terrifying and invincible.

It's a pity that he still died, and died in the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation under the Heavenly Dao.

Zuo Qingqiu knew that Shuangjue was dead. His Ten Thousand Swords Sect could no longer make too many people jealous, he was only fifty-five years old, and he was a fairly young head like Ye Wuxiang.

Murong is not bitter, Wanbi and Baimei are these old guys, what they respect is Shuangjue, not Wanjian Sect, let alone him Zuo Qingqiu!

"The head of the sect mourns, it's better to go and rest! You're too tired these days, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect needs you, and you can't fall. Wan Qiufeng persuaded on the side.

Zuo Qingqiu said: "You go and do your business, I'll stand here alone, and I'll not get in the way." ”

Zuo Qingqiu rarely gets angry when he speaks, and he rarely speaks in a heavy tone, but what he says is the holy decree of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and no one will disobey him.

The autumn wind receded secretly.

The disciples around them were far away, because they were in awe of this master. He was young, he was gentle, but he didn't like to laugh, he had a good temper, but his temper was a little weird.

Xiao Xuelian leaned on the stone pillar and looked at Zuo Qingqiu calmly, and said sarcastically: "Your disciple seems to be very afraid of you. ”

"They should be afraid of me, I'm the master. Zuo Qingqiu said.

Xiao Xuelian was not convinced, and continued to tease: "This great immortal has lived for more than eight hundred years, and I can see at a glance that there are many factions in your Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and I just saw that Wan Qiufeng, and at first glance, I didn't treat you sincerely. ”

"Even if it is a small sect and a small faction, there are all kinds of disputes, not to mention a big faction like my Ten Thousand Swords Sect, this is normal, as long as they still remember who they are, remember what the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is, remember what is right, I won't care too much, proper disputes can promote the enhancement of ability. As long as they know that I'm in charge, even if they pretend, as long as they know that I'm alive. Zuo Qingqiu suddenly changed his words, stared at Xiao Xuelian with deep meaning, and asked, "I'm curious why you followed Li Ming?"

"Ben Daxian can follow whoever he likes, do you want to care?" Xiao Xuelian rolled her eyes arrogantly.

"Hehe!" Zuo Qingqiu said, "His master is Sword Thirteen, if you have any careful thoughts, it is better to end it as soon as possible, Sword Thirteen is not dead yet." Xiao Xuelian said with an oath