Although they didn't snort, from the slight movement of their heads, the others could immediately comprehend their silent protest.

"I don't know what these two are called?" the Sword King did not express anything to the protests of several people, but said respectfully to Shui Mo and Liu Xin.

Ink and wash suddenly had a good impression of this person, it was a pure misunderstanding just now, I didn't expect this person to still have a lot of vision and understand things.

Since people asked, Ink and Wash rarely stood up and saluted back: "Ink, as for the identity, keep it secret!"

Mo Qian's group of people despise it, what is there to keep your identity secret? Ink and wash his eyes silently, is it possible to let himself also introduce himself as a disciple of the Mo family to embarrass himself?

"Liu Xin, the identity is also confidential!" The little girl learns everything very quickly, and she will learn the same immediately.

When a master meets, the name of the report is still confidential, in fact, it is very insincere, but in the eyes of the other party, this is normal. Coming to the border of this empire and carrying out Operation Fire Snake, there must be a big secret!

So the Sword King didn't have any opinion at all, and nodded to know.

It's quite reasonable! Ink and Wash have a much better impression of this guy, at least he didn't ask about his identity in the end, and he didn't know how to lie to such a pure person.

"Sit, you haven't eaten yet, I hope you forgive me before cooperating, and you need to know your strength at the lower level, if it's too bad, forget it, and save yourself from dragging your feet." Come, eat and chat!" Shui Mo opened his mouth to invite everyone to sit down, and Mo Qian and the others stood up and gave up their seats, and stood behind Shui Mo himself.

The Sword King looked at it, motioned for the people who came with him to sit down, poured a glass of wine, and drank it all!

When the others saw that the Sword King moved, they also sat down tremblingly, drinking and eating as low-key as possible.

The ink remained silent, and the Mo Qian people tried their best to hold back their laughter, until a few people on the table suddenly looked a little ugly and covered their stomachs with their hands.

The sword king's eyes were cold, and he held the sword in his hand, looking like he was going to fight.

Shui Mo hurriedly spoke: "There are only laxatives in the dishes, all those with stomach pain will be eliminated, the experience of the rivers and lakes is too poor, we don't want them to act together!"

After taking laxatives and kicking away the people who were going to form a team, he did it so justifiably.

A table of people didn't have time to protest with him, so they squeezed directly into the backyard. The Sword King kept his face calm and used his true qi to suppress the discomfort. This medicine is not easy to deal with demon beasts, even if it is a Jindan monk.

The sword king's expression was very cold, he had never been so straightened up, and he couldn't turn his face after being straightened up, if he wasn't a sword cultivator, his true qi was pure, and he would be ugly today.

"Your Excellency's cultivation is profound, and a few people admire it!" Sima Yan came out to play a round, in the final analysis, this kid is also angry for his two junior brothers, and he should come out to express his expression.

The sword king's face finally eased, and the other party gave the steps, and if he didn't get down, he really wanted to fight the other party. No matter how confident you are, you may not be able to take advantage!

"Hmph, if the big deal you said can't make me tempted, then you wait for the revenge of the Sword Venerable Sect!"

However, this unintentional sentence made the ink side keep breaking out in a cold sweat, although there may not be a sect war, but I can't say anything about it later, so a fight is indispensable. Zhou Bin and Sima Yan should be fine, but it's hard to say whether the aftermath will hurt others. The people of the Sword Venerable Sect were very arrogant, and it was already a surprise that they were able to make the other party give in today.

The scene fell silent all of a sudden, and the people on the ink side were almost all brain-making operations to fool each other, while the Sword King sat down to dissolve the medicinal power, thinking about the next cooperation by the way. If you get the opportunity, maybe you can take a step closer and stabilize your senior brother sword god or junior brother sword slave!

Mo Qian and Yang Rong stood behind Ink and Wash and touched Ink with their hands slightly, and now they are in a panic, and they can only rely on him to make it round. This group of people is already a little weak about the battle that is about to break out in front of them, the fight is not terrible, the terrible thing is that this fight is fought for no reason, or it was provoked by their own side. In fact, no one here wants to fight, and it would be best if they can come up with a way to fool the past.

Ink was signaled, and he was very disdainful of the eyes of a group of people, and at this time he even let one of his children come forward, are you embarrassed? But in the spirit of the attitude of the capable and working hard, he said to the person opposite: "Let's cooperate this time, the ugly words are in the front, how to distribute the benefits afterwards!"

The harvest hasn't been wiped yet, and now you will mention the spoils! Mo Qian, they have completely convinced this guy, and they are really unguardable when they flicker!

The sword king, who was still a little suspicious, finally let go of his suspicions, and it seemed that there was really a big deal! Taking a deep breath: "According to the distribution of the amount of effort, I want to account for fifty percent!"

Damn! This guy's appetite is so big that even Yang Rong can't stand it: "Your Excellency joined halfway, is it too much to want half of it?" But after finishing speaking, Yang Rong's face was very weird, Nima, he took it seriously!

The Sword King doesn't mind others carrying it with him, and it's not normal for the other party to agree smoothly!

The final result of the discussion is also the most mainstream method today, depending on their own ability, how much they can gain is how much, so they were full of smiles, and the sword king also nodded in agreement.

Now comes the main event, what kind of treasure is it?

Everyone looked at the ink, not only the Sword King, but also Sima Yan and the others all stared at him carefully, but some people were obviously a little evasive, and their hearts were very empty.

"Disdain for things, grass, trees, bamboos and stones can all be swords!" Facing everyone's gaze, Ink Wash calmly began with this sentence and made up a story, knowing that the other party was from the Sword Zun Sect, so Ink quickly connected this sentence.

Treasures and treasures, gold and silver treasures are rare, the important thing is the inheritance left by the predecessors, or the magic weapon, that is a priceless treasure!

In a word, Sima Yan and Zhou Bin's eyes lit up, especially the Sword King, this sentence has infinite attraction for Sword Cultivation, just this sentence has deepened his comprehension of the way of the sword a lot.

Could it be true, the three brothers of the Mo family and Yang Rong are also secretly ventilating, and now even they don't know if it's true or not.

The Sword King tasted it, raised his glass and drank it all, and said to the ink: "Whether you find it or not, my Sword King owes you a favor!" This promise is a bit big, Sima Yan and Zhou Bin are secretly envious, the people of the Sword Zun Sect are arrogant, and they will not regret it once they promise.

"That, the wine is poisonous!" Shui Mo didn't know how to speak, the other party's action of drinking was too fast, and he couldn't even stop it, so the Sword King listened to half of it, and kept thinking about how to remind people in his head.

In an instant, the Sword King, who had always behaved like a peerless master, stopped pouring wine again.

After the meal, no one said anything about this trouble, everyone automatically forgot about him, and a group of people talked and laughed again.

Shui Mo bluntly said that he got this clue and came here, and he didn't have a clue about anything else.

If you don't have a clue, then you can go and find it! The Sword King was immediately anxious when he heard this, such a big matter, you group of people are still leisurely and leisurely, and you are so careless in sending people to inquire, if you didn't happen to run into it yourself at that time, how many people would you want to let know the secret? He is too young, he is inexperienced, and he is not reliable! Forget it, he will take care of this matter by himself, anyway, he has a lot of people under his command, and it is still okay to find a few sword attendants to do something to inquire about the news.

The Sword King took care of everything on himself, and bluntly said that he should also contribute!

Shui Mo was very relieved to hear this, nodded and agreed, and said don't rush, take your time.

Take your time, fart! The Sword King went out directly to contact his subordinates without saying a word, compared to the slow temperament of this group of people, his resolute personality couldn't sit together and communicate well.

Eh, what a good boy! Automatically sent to the door to do free labor, and so active.

"Why don't we go out and find out the news too?" Yang Rong and Mo Gan, plus Sima Yan's two junior disciples, asked for instructions together.

In line with the mentality that he can't favor one over the other, Ink nodded in a cold sweat and agreed. He suddenly found that things seemed to be a little out of control, even if he said that this thing was fake and deceitful at the moment, the other party would never believe it, but was suspected of eating alone. Is this the rhythm of playing on your own?

In the evening, the Sword King returned to the restaurant with a cold face, and bluntly said that he finally heard a little news. Hundreds of years ago, there was a kendo master who faced off against a person, and his life and death were unknown. Now the people of the various sects in the vicinity have rushed to the western border, and that is where the kendo master finally appeared.

Isn't this too coincidental? Now even the ink itself is a little skeptical about whether it is really true, and the casual remarks that make it even the tendency to believe it true happen to be blinded by himself? The tangled hair of the ink and wash is about to be pulled out.

I don't want to, let's go overnight, let's go and see it first! The others also nodded in agreement, but just as they were about to leave, the two people at the door seemed to appear out of thin air, just standing at the door, calm and relaxed, but both of them were sharp, and their sword intent was all over the sky.

"Senior brother, it's not good to eat alone!" said the man with a big sword behind his back.

"Yes, yes, how can you say that our three brothers are all descendants of the sect, how can anyone leave his brothers to act alone?" The man was holding a sword in his hand, leaning against the door, a little listless, but others looked at it like an unsheathed sword.

The sword king's face was ugly, this was the rhythm of his own flesh and bones being looked at, and he took a deep breath: "Sword God, and sword slaves, you buy my sword servant, and you have to be shameless!"

"Look at what the junior brother said, this sword servant was originally the senior brother's, but the junior brother took it in later, what do you say about buying it or not!" said the person carrying the sword behind his back, that is, the sword god.

When the Sword King heard this, he was so angry that the roots of his teeth hurt.