Sword Immortal's set collapse record

It has been a long time since Guanyue Tower has been so "lively".

First, the descendants of the Sheng family who had disappeared for many years came back to the rivers and lakes, and then a mysterious swordsman wielding a sword in shocking waves, all lamented that it was worthwhile to come this time.

...After all, the invitation from Guanyue Tower is also very valuable.

Jiang Yubai smiled softly as he listened to the trivial discussions in his ears.

Sure enough, Wan Qing had another look after she caught a glimpse of Jiang Yubai's swordsmanship.

"Senior, your swordsmanship is amazing, why do you do such disgraceful things?"

She was referring to the person who snatched the Bihai Qingming sword and threw it to the Sheng family.Doing so in the Moon Tower, where treasures are bought and sold, is no different from robbers.

Wan Qing's attitude softened, but Jiang Yubai didn't accept this.

"I made it very clear just now." His voice was even more cold and spacious under the cold moon in Qiongzhi, "This sword belongs to her."

He is very familiar with the head of the Sheng family of this generation.The Sheng family's family crest is engraved on the Bihai Qingming sword, which is used from generation to generation to show the identity of the head of the family.If the Sheng family would pawn or sell the Bihai Qingming Sword——

What about a liar?

Unless the Sheng family is completely dead.

Wan Qing couldn't even hold the mask-like smile on her face.

Guanyuelou is not only in charge of Wan Qing.If the landlord knows that such a big incident happened in her place, she will be the one who will be unlucky first.

Jiang Yubai thought that it was almost done, and he couldn't make the other party completely anxious, so he put his hands on his chest, turned his head and shouted loudly in the direction of Wen Renzhu:

"I heard that the National People's Congress is in charge, lend me ten thousand taels of gold today, and it will be returned someday."

Wen Renzhu was shocked, and realized that he still had a part in the show. He was overjoyed for a moment, picked up the fan on the ground, and unfolded it with a clatter. The paper fan shook lightly and said gracefully, "No problem."

His heart was clear.Jin Wanliang may not be able to drive such a swordsman, but favors can.

He doesn't expect the other party to do anything, he just hopes that the other party will not hide his secrets in front of him and play two more tricks.That sword posture, that body technique, that figure, everything is first-class!

Jiang Yubai smiled bitterly silently.

Probably only old friends who have been around for many years know that Wen Renju's biggest dream when he was young was to walk the rivers and lakes alone with one sword.It's a pity that his talent is limited, and his family doesn't do this, so he is easy to talk to the masters who suit his appetite, and he is simply happy to see him.

Wan Qing's expression also changed.

Whether the other party is intentional or unintentional, between the question and answer, the phrase "This is her sword" has a new interpretation——

It's probably the story of an unknown master who pityed the fragrance and cherished the jade, and borrowed ten thousand gold for her to fulfill her wish.

"Wait a minute."

Jiang Yubai was taken aback for a moment, wondering what else could stand in the way besides himself and the little girl from the Sheng family.

As soon as he raised his head, the old acquaintance who had chatted with him for a while also imitated his appearance and jumped directly from the upstairs.Unlike Jiang Yubai, until he hit the ground, his dignified and luxurious gold-patterned black robe was not messed up, but those deep-colored eyes stared straight at Jiang Yubai——

There were so many clues in one glance, Jiang Yubai...couldn't see clearly for a moment.

...But the young man's jumping posture is quite handsome, although not as good as him.

"What's your opinion?" Jiang Yubai had an intuition that this person was not here to trouble him, and there was a slight smile in his tone.Xiao Rui's shell is transparent and graceful from appearance to voice, just like the words flowing like spring water, but the man turned his head and took a deep look at him——

It seems that there is still some dissatisfaction?

"You don't need to borrow money from Wenren." The visitor said firmly, "I'll give you this ten thousand taels of gold."

There was a gasp all around.

Who is this person, why is there someone rushing to borrow money?

Wait... "give" means that you don't have to pay it back, right?

Jiang Yubai's ears were extraordinary, and when he heard the discussion, he felt very uncomfortable: He even asked to borrow money for this little girl, so it can be regarded as a waste of money for a beauty, right?How come no one lamented his generosity when it was his turn?

Thinking of this, Jiang Yubai felt a little helpless.Yue Mo had provoked others before and spoiled his interest, and he was waiting to settle accounts with him slowly.

"Don't make trouble. Wenren is in charge of the family, so I'd better trouble you."

Wen Renju nodded immediately: "No problem, no problem!"

The man in Xuanyi looked over expressionlessly.

Wen Renju saw his face clearly under the moonlight, his hand trembled, and the fan almost slipped from his hand again.

"..."

He growled silently in his heart: Why is this evil star here? !

What did you do just now?

Jiang Yubai, who thought he could hear Wen Renqi ordering someone to fetch the gold immediately, looked up suspiciously, only to see that Wen Renju covered his face with a fan at some point, and could faintly see his drooping shoulders, fighting against Shuang. The eggplant was no different.

This look... obviously bumped into someone he couldn't afford to mess with.

Sure enough, after the suspicious silence, someone sounded cautiously with surprise——

"Hey! Then what, isn't this Prince Huai?"

Then his mouth was covered.

"Shh-"

Jiang Yubai: "......"

If he remembers correctly...

Prince Huai, whose real name is Zhou Yan.

In other words, the Xiao family hoped to use someone Xiao Rui could please.

How coincidental is this?

Jiang Yubai twitched the corners of his mouth, secretly cursing the blind thief in his heart, and quietly moved to the side.Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a small step, Zhou Yan's eyes brushed the ground and followed him.

Originally, he couldn't see clearly in the dark, but now Jiang Yubai could see the opponent's eyes clearly.

Deeper than ordinary people, the color is as clear as black jade, and the eyelashes are like two brushes, making the handsome and somewhat aggressive face instantly tame.

Docile...?Illusion?

Jiang Yubai felt a little unbelievable, but Zhou Yan's inexplicable closeness did not repel him.

After Zhou Yan exchanged glances with him, he immediately shifted his gaze to Wan Qing who was equally astonished, but Wen Tun was arrogant: "I said, this person came from me, so I will pay the golden ten thousand taels later. The palace will send someone to deliver it."

Wan Qing smiled awkwardly: "Yes."

Offending Prince Huai is more terrifying than making a fuss, isn't it!

Guanyue Tower has been entrenched in the capital for several years, and its foundation is very solid, but... no matter how powerful it is, it can only bow its head in the face of the royal power.

Especially at this juncture.

Just like that, Jiang Yubai was "invited" back to the original wing as if nothing had happened, and was then stuffed into Prince Huai's carriage when the show ended.Zhou Yan seemed to make some gestures, and then followed in.

He didn't want to comment on others, but although the confidantes brought by Zhou Yan watched their noses and noses and didn't say anything, Jiang Yubai could still keenly sense their surprise.

And during this long process...he and Zhou Yan never said a word.

Jiang Yubai didn't think this would work.

Somehow they helped him.In the past, the Golden Wanliang was undoubtedly a sprinkle of water to Jiang Yubai, but now he...is really not such a high net worth.

"Cough, Huai..."

"Just call me by my name."

He was cut off by Zhou Yan before he could say it out of his mouth.Zhou Yan had been staring at the corner of the carriage without saying a word before, but now that he opened his mouth, those dark eyes slammed into Jiang Yubai's again.

Jiang Yubai choked, thinking to himself that the little prince's eyes are good, but it's really not good, at first glance, it seems that he has only himself in his eyes.

He deliberated and said, "Young Lord Zhou." After all, he didn't call him "Zhou Yan", and he always felt an unspeakable weirdness, "I don't know why the little prince..."

Why do you help me?

Good people don't do that either.

"There's a lot of money, and there's nowhere to spend it." Zhou Yan's answer was quick and concise, "I'm happy."

"..." Are you kidding me?

Zhou Yan: "I'm serious."

Jiang Yubai: "...Okay, thank you. I will return it in full some other day."

Zhou Yan: "I told you, you don't need to pay it back."

Jiang Yubai: "Then what do you want?"

Zhou Yan seemed to have thought about this question seriously, and looked at Jiang Yubai, and the complex emotions that Guanyuelou looked at each other emerged again.

There was a long silence.

"You...forget it." Zhou Yan's deep and hoarse voice sounded, and it gradually sank after taking a breath, as if quite helpless.

Jiang Yubai suddenly felt a little weak: Why don't you know what to do better than me? !

Jiang Yubai always felt that the little prince's emotions were always inexplicable.

For a while, Qi and blood began to surge, and the sequelae of forcibly mobilizing internal power also came up.This seriously ill body is still too weak, and after just a few tricks, it seems like half his life is being killed.

The familiar smell of blood surged up along with the faint itching. Jiang Yubai supported the wall of the car with one hand, and tightly covered his cough with the other hand, but there was still a tearing pain in his throat.

There was chaos in the mind for a moment.He seemed to be familiar with this feeling of dying.

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, then panicked, but soon stretched out his slender hand to hold the teapot firmly, poured it into the teacup in a hurry, picked up the teacup and smelled it, but found that it was full of fragrant tea .Zhou Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he threw the teacup out viciously, shouting under his throat, "Bring water!"

As he spoke, he leaned over to Jiang Yubai's side, stroking his back familiarly.Even without drinking water, Jiang Yubai could feel that his cough was being calmed down slowly.

Jiang Yubai was surprised, but he still held Zhou Yan's hand and comforted him: "It's okay."

To put it bluntly, Xiao Rui's illness was tuberculosis.Although it is not contagious, the body can only weaken day by day.The child probably has family members who also suffer from the disease, which is what scares him.

Zhou Yan grabbed Jiang Yubai's wrist.His wrist is thin, white to transparent, with purple blood veins faintly visible.

"It's all like this and you still say it's okay..."

Zhou Yan's anxious voice came, and Jiang Yubai realized belatedly that the little prince could still feel his pulse.

Really versatile.

Just as he was about to say a few words of comfort, he saw Zhou Yan holding his wrist tightly, exerting all his strength.

His eyes were red, his hands trembled slightly, and his fingertips kept rubbing the small part of Jiang Yubai's exposed wrist: "...Why is it gone?"

What's missing?

Seeing his appearance like a demon, Jiang Yubai, who came over slowly, put his free hand on his forehead, trying to see if he had a fever, but was pushed away decisively——

"Don't touch me!" Zhou Yan growled.

Jiang Yubai's hand stayed in the air.

The walls of the carriage were wrapped with the best brocade from the Western Regions, and the feet were covered with thick felt. The hollow golden stove in the corner was still burning quietly.

But Jiang Yubai was still shocked by the coldness that came up.

The little bastard.

Jiang Yubai prided himself on being willful, but found that he couldn't express his anger now.

He knew it was time to call it a day.

With a sigh, Jiang Yubai lifted the curtain of the car.Zhou Yan, who turned his face away, only felt a small snowflake brushing his face, and Jiang Yubai's indifferent voice came from above his head:

"First of all, you came up to touch me first."

"Secondly..."

Zhou Yan heard a small sound, and when he reacted, he planned to pay attention to it, but found that there was darkness in front of his eyes, as if something rough had been stuck on his face, he turned his head suddenly to look, and slid his pants under the object. In front of the face, the man has disappeared like snowflakes.

"This is for you."

"Clap."

Something rolled off the foot.

Zhou Yan froze for a moment, then leaned over to pick it up.

It's a smiling Kunlun slave mask.