My brother is too strong

Lu Shaoqing returned to her hammock, and just as she lay down, Ji Yan followed him like a shadow.

At a height of [-] meters above their heads, the two long swords of Wuqiu and Mo Jun are still like two elves, chasing each other and playing back and forth.

Ji Yan looked up at the two long swords, while Lu Shaoqing lay with his head in his hands, looking at the leaves above.

Neither of them spoke.

After a while, Ji Yan looked away and asked Lu Shaoqing, "What do you want to do?"

Ji Yan's eyes were still looking up, his eyes were faint, as if piercing through the dense branches and leaves.

"Guiyuan Pavilion bumped into it by itself. If I don't take the opportunity to make a move, my conscience will hurt."

Ji Yan clasped his hands together, his face was a little more solemn.

"If there is a real fight, there will be heavy casualties."

Lu Shaoqing turned to look at Ji Yan, contemptuously, "Holy Mother?"

"No," Ji Yan shook his head, "I mean that not enough Nascent Souls in Guiyuan Pavilion have died, and it's not good for us to fight."

He looked back with contempt, "At that time you should have called me and killed one or two Nascent Souls. In this way, Guiyuan Pavilion would not dare to fight."

"And you said you were considerate in doing things?"

There was some regret in Ji Yan's tone.

Counting it, Lu Shaoqing killed more Yuanying than him.

This cannot be left behind.

Ji Yan secretly said in his heart.

Ji Yan likes to fight against powerful opponents.

Along the way, countless people were defeated by him.

Lu Shaoqing curled her lips and said disdainfully, "You think I haven't thought about it? Who knows if your injury is healed? Otherwise, I wouldn't call you?"

There are free thugs available, Lu Shaoqing will definitely not be polite.

However, Shao Cheng and Ji Yan were both injured in the cave.

Lu Shaoqing was not sure when they would get better.

"If the Patriarch comes out, I will summon the Patriarch no matter what I say, and directly kill the Guiyuan Pavilion."

Ji Yan felt a little regretful when he heard the words, and said to Lu Shaoqing, "Next time you meet them, don't fight me."

"I was brain-dead to grab it with you."

If people from Guiyuan Pavilion heard it here, they would kill Ji Yan and Lu Shaoqing if they said anything.

Do you really think they are easy to bully in Guiyuan Pavilion?

Lu Shaoqing knew Ji Yan's character and liked strong opponents.

He said to Ji Yan, "Come with me in a few days."

"Where to go?"

"Hero, don't you like strong opponents? Follow me, and I will definitely satisfy you when the time comes."

Lu Shaoqing took out the secret card from his bosom, and prepared to lay his body down.

By the way, he also took out a paper crane and asked, "I ordered a takeaway, would you like something?"

But the next moment, Lu Shaoqing threw the paper crane out, "Forget it, it's useless to ask you."

Ji Yan ignored this, but asked, "When are you leaving?"

"No rush, wait until I rest for a few days."

Ji Yan nodded and waved casually, Wuqiu sword fell from the sky and fell into his hands.

Sensing Wuqiu Jian's state, Ji Yan was secretly surprised, Wuqiu Jian seemed to be a little more spiritual than before.

Looking at the Mo Jun sword held in Lu Shaoqing's hand.

Ji Yan was thoughtful, and said to Lu Shaoqing, "Show me your sword."

Lu Shaoqing then threw it over and asked, "What are you doing? Are you going to eunuch it?"

"Tell you, beating a dog depends on the owner's face. If you want to blame it, blame you chick. Don't bully my handsome guy."

Ji Yan ignored Lu Shaoqing's nonsense, but carefully observed Mo Junjian.

As a genius in swordsmanship, Mo Jun had just acquired a sword, and Ji Yan had a glint in his eyes.

This is definitely a good sword.

Especially the black sword spine, giving people a weird feeling.

Even, Ji Yan could feel that Mo Junjian was more spiritual than his Wuqiu sword.

Generally speaking, long swords of the fourth rank, as long as they are nourished for a long time, are more or less spiritual, allowing the master to use them more conveniently.

Only long swords of rank five or above can give birth to sword spirits.

The spirituality of Mo Junjian far exceeds any long sword of the same level.

My junior brother can really surprise people every time.

Ji Yan injected spiritual power, and Mo Jun's sword vibrated slightly, sending out a sense of comfort.

Lu Shaoqing on the opposite side noticed it immediately, and immediately cursed, "Bastard, who is your master?"

Ji Yan's eyes became brighter, and he blurted out, "What a sword!"

"Yeah, so cheap." Lu Shaoqing's tone was resentful, like a complaining woman lying on a hammock, "Could it be that you are also a mother? This alluring bitch is so close to you?"

"Who is its owner? It has lost points now."

Ji Yan put Wuqiu Sword and Mo Junjian together, and both swords showed joy.

Mo Junjian also conveyed a thought to Ji Yan.

Hearing this, Ji Yan couldn't help showing a faint smile on his face, extremely gentle.

He said to Lu Shaoqing, "Let's keep your sword outside, it doesn't like to be in the storage ring."

Lu Shaoqing was furious when he heard the words, waved his hand, took Mo Jun's sword back, flicked his fingers on the sword a few times, and was so angry that he cursed, "Have you learned how to complain?"

Mo Jun's sword hummed, and in the end Lu Shaoqing didn't put it away.

Leave it out.

Lu Shaoqing threw it up, and Mo Jun's sword sank into the tree trunk. Lu Shaoqing punished it, "Take care of me."

"Buzz!"

Wuqiu Sword also flew up and stuck in the tree trunk.

Lu Shaoqing looked at Ji Yan speechlessly.

"Is this called husband singing and wife following suit or martyrdom?"

"Hurry up and take back your broken sword."

Ji Yan pretended not to hear it.

Two swords stay together, it is good for both parties.

Anyway, when you need to use it, you only need one thought to come through the air, and it doesn't matter where you stay.

At this time, there was a sound of breaking through the air in the distance, and there was a flying sword passing a letter.

After reading the above information, Ji Yan said to Lu Shaoqing, "Let's go, the head is calling us."

"Why?" Lu Shaoqing lay down on the hammock again with a deep displeasure on his face, "I've been away on business for so long, and I'm very tired, so I don't want to move."

"Let me lie here to die, and you can do the murder and arson."

Lu Shaoqing guessed and guessed what the headmaster wanted from them.

Ji Yan didn't talk nonsense, just pointed at Lu Shaoqing's hammock, a sharp sword light flashed, and Lu Shaoqing's hammock was torn apart.

"Bastard, do you still want to fight?"

Lu Shaoqing jumped up and glared at Ji Yan, "I kept my hand just now, and fight later, don't cry."

"Accompany you at any time," Ji Yan volleyed up towards the main hall of the sect, "The master said that if you don't come, he will invite you in person."

"I'm in trouble." Lu Shaoqing followed helplessly.

After Lu Shaoqing left, the two long swords stuck in the tree buzzed twice, and then they left the tree, playing again like children playing secretly