When Douluo Continent returns to eight thousand years ago

Li Tianluo trembled slightly, but did not speak.

Seeing this, a smirk appeared on Song Yan's lips, and he gently bit the crystal clear pink earlobe, which immediately made Li Tianluo's pretty face turn pink, and shouted: "Stop now, no!"

"Quickly tell me, do you miss me?"

Song Yan had no intention of letting go, and said threateningly. At the same time, a pair of hands began to wander around his exquisite and concave body.

For a moment, Li Tianluo's whole body went limp and fell into Song Yan's arms.

"Think about it, don't do it anymore," Li Tianluo begged for mercy.

"Ha ha"

Song Yan couldn't help but smile proudly, and stopped teasing Li Tianluo.

After a while, Li Tianluo returned to normal, left his arms, turned around, and looked at him with worried eyes: "Why are you so impulsive today?"

Hearing this, Song Yan's expression became serious: "Old Man Tianjian is a master who has been famous for many years. Even if I offended him at the auction, he would not deal with me blatantly."

"He won't deal with you personally, but there are many people who want to please him." The worry in Li Tianluo's eyes did not diminish, but became stronger.

"You have to have confidence in me. As long as it is not a direct attack by a master of integration, I will deal with it with confidence," Song Yan said with confidence.

Li Tianluo couldn't bear to undermine Song Yan's confidence, so she had no choice but to nod: "Well, then be careful."

Next, the two of them stayed in this small courtyard for half an hour before leaving.

Just when Song Yan returned to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, he found that Li Shan was actually guarding the gate. As soon as he saw him, he came up to him anxiously: "Master, the old man Tianjian has come to the manor and asked to see you."

Hearing this, Song Yan's expression changed slightly, and suddenly, a bold idea came to his mind.

A moment later, Song Yan saw Old Man Tianjian sitting side by side with Li Siwu in a hall.

The opponent was wearing a white robe, with white hair and a childlike face, and carried a golden giant sword on his back.

"I've met Senior Tianjian"

Song Yan stepped forward and saluted.

"No need to be polite." The old man Tianjian nodded lightly, and then looked at the fourth prince: "I want to talk to my little friend alone."

"This" Li Siwu showed hesitation and worry on his face.

Seeing this, Song Yan said to Li Siwu:

"Your Highness, don't worry, senior will not make things difficult for me."

"Okay then" Li Siwu nodded and left the hall.

"My little friend, you must have guessed why I'm here. As long as you are willing to give me the Black Sword to me, I can take action three times for you." The old man of Tianjian got straight to the point and stared at Song Yan.

Facing the look in the eyes of the old man of Tianjian, Song Yan said: "Senior is so eager to obtain the Black Black Sword because he wants to find an opportunity for a breakthrough."

Suddenly, the eyes of the old man Tianjian became sharp, and there was a faint sword energy shooting out of it. For a moment, the entire hall fell into deathly silence. Under this momentum, Song Yan was horrified to find that his body and soul seemed to be... In freeze.

Fortunately, this momentum came and went away quickly.

Feeling the disappearing aura, Song Yan's body became a little weak, and he secretly thought, the later stage of integration is much stronger than I imagined. If he wants to kill me, I can't escape even if I have all kinds of means.

The voice of the old man Tianjian sounded again, with a hint of helplessness: "You are indeed smart, yes, I lack the skills to transcend the tribulation period, and the Black and White Sword Immortal was already a master of tribulation before entering the Evil Dragon Abyss. He The sword is naturally infected with his aura. After obtaining this sword and studying it for hundreds of years, it may be possible to break through the mysteries and achieve tribulation."

Song Yan straightened his mind and said: "Please forgive me, junior, for speaking frankly. Although it is possible, it is too slim."

"There's always hope, isn't there?"

The old man of Tianjian sighed, and suddenly his face turned cold, and he said again: "Okay, boy, I have already said so many exceptions, are you willing to give up this black sword to me?"

"I don't want to" Song Yan shook his head.

"You..." Old Man Tianjian's face darkened again, and he thought with some annoyance, this kid is really ignorant. Even if someone else begged to give me a gift, I might not be willing to accept it. Now I come to the door in person, and still I promised to help him three times, but he still didn't agree. I'm really angry.

"Senior, don't worry. Listen to what this junior has to say. Maybe senior will change his mind about asking for this sword." Song Yan said with a smile without any fear.

"Huh, tell me." Old Man Tianjian waved his hand dissatisfied.

Song Yan continued: "The senior wants this sword just because he wants a chance to break through, but what if, the junior can provide the senior with a chance to break through?"

Hearing this, a hint of disdain appeared in the corner of Tianjian Old Man's mouth: "You are in the late stage of being out of body, but you are trying to help me break through."

Song Yan did not argue, but said: "It depends on whether senior believes it or not."

Seeing his confident appearance, the old man Tianjian couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart. Could this boy really help me break through? He treated a dead horse as a living horse doctor. Let's just listen to what he said. If this boy is deceiving Yu, I will slowly process him.

So, the old man Tianjian waved his hand: "Please tell me and listen."

"This junior has a calamity-level skill, and it's also a sword cultivation skill," Song Yan said with a smile.

"what"

Old Man Tianjian stared at Song Yan in disbelief, and then said viciously: "Boy, you are definitely not trying to trick me. If you dare to deceive me, I will cut you into pieces."

"This junior hasn't lived enough yet," Song Yan said.

After receiving Song Yan's affirmation, the old man Tianjian couldn't help but look excited, and even his breathing quickened: "Boy, what conditions do you have?"

"I want to use this technique to ask senior to be my guard for a hundred years."

Hearing Song Yan's conditions, the old man Tianjian couldn't help but became furious: "Why are you so presumptuous?"

"Does senior intend to refuse?" Song Yan asked.

"Boy, are you afraid that I will kill you?" the old man Tianjian said ferociously.

"Of course I'm afraid, but the boy's life is nothing compared to the tribulation technique." Song Yan smiled disapprovingly.

"You threaten me." Old Man Tianjian released his momentum and enveloped Song Yan, making his whole body stiff and unable to move.

But he struggled and said: "It doesn't matter if the junior is dead, but if the senior can't get the tribulation-transmitting skill, it will be a small loss."

"Don't forget, even if I kill you, the Kung Fu in you is not my own." Old Man Tianjian sneered, feeling even more depressed because he felt like this kid was sure to defeat him.

"Senior, you can give it a try and bet on whether the technique is available to me."

Hearing this, the old man Tianjian became more and more angry and depressed, but in the end he did not gamble on that possibility. He put away his momentum and said: "One hundred years is too long, one year at most."

"No, at least eighty years."

"Two years, don't go too far, kid."

"Okay, junior, take a step back, fifty years will be enough."

"Five years at most, you kid, don't be ungrateful."

"Deal" Song Yan showed a proud smile.

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