Ruthless Sword Master Pretty Snake Demon

Everyone turned their heads and saw a handsome young man. They couldn't tell whether he was a man or a monster. They could only tell that he was not a demon based on his thin stature.

"You don't know it's because you are ignorant! If this sword repairer breaks something, he has to pay, otherwise he won't even think about leaving!"

"I said yes, so there is, boy, grandpa advises you not to mind your own business, and be careful that you lose your life in vain."

"I see this little sword cultivator has been silent for a long time, and I guess he is a poor ghost. Little brother, if you are kind-hearted, why don't you pay this money for him?"

These old fritters, who took the opportunity to take advantage of the newcomers, said harsh words one after another, but they secretly raised their vigilance in their hearts. One by one, they put their hands on magic weapons or weapons, ready to fight or fight at all times. run away.

In the upper realm, there are generally two kinds of people who can’t see their cultivation. One is to hide their cultivation with various magic treasures, talismans and seals. powerful.The former and these old fritters can still fight, but if it's the latter, I can only pray that Da Neng is in a good mood today and doesn't bother to argue with them.

Speaking of what these people said before, Ao Ye really thought that he would have to lose money according to the rules of Xingluo City, and he planned to find a way to make money to compensate.

But what they said later made Ao Ye understand that this was a group of liars who deceived his ignorance!

"I don't have any spirit stones on my body, and this cultivator also doesn't have any spirit stones on me. I think you all miscalculated this time."

Ao Ye turned cold, walked straight towards She Yanbai with the broken sword in his hand, and then stood beside him, intending to protect the person who reminded him of the good words in the next battle that was likely to break out.

Without the sword, he couldn't beat Lin Zhufeng, whose cultivation level was higher than his, but it didn't mean he couldn't beat the group of people in front of him whose cultivation base was not higher than the Nascent Soul stage.

She Yanbai glanced at him, and sealed the bleeding wound on Ao Ye's body with a few demonic powers, then smiled at those people, "Did you hear me, do you want money, we are dying."

A huge coercion spread out like ripples around She Yanbai, shaking those people either to vomit blood from the mouth, or to kneel on the knees, all showing panic, no longer the arrogance just now.

But Ao Ye, who was standing beside She Yanbai, was safe and sound under this coercion.

"Well, now it's my turn." She Yan smiled and said, "Do you want money or life?"

"Damn! Die us! Die!"

"Senior, spare your life! We just want to lie to Lingshi Huahua, even if this sword repairman has no money, we won't really kill him..."

"Senior, do you think these spirit stones are enough? If not, let's cheat again, ah no, I mean let's borrow some more."

These old fritters who have lived in Xingluo City for many years have a very good look. Seeing that She Yanbai is not someone they can deal with, they immediately bow down and obediently take out the spirit stones on their bodies.

She Yanbai looked at it, frowned slightly, before he could speak, those old fritters suddenly showed pain, and then took out more spirit stones.

"Senior, we have already taken out all the spirit stones, and the only thing left is some magical weapons that have recognized the master. Please show kindness and let us keep it."

"If we don't have these life-saving gadgets, we won't be able to hang around in Star Luo City."

"Grandpa, you are our grandfather, why not? Grandpa, please do me a favor and let us live."

She Yanbai was annoyed when she heard that these small gangs composed of cultivators from the three races of humans, monsters and demons were crying for their fathers and mothers.

"Go away, go away." She Yanbai said annoyedly.

As soon as those people were happy, they were about to run away, but when they heard She Yanbai say "slow down", they froze immediately, turned around and knelt down with a bitter face.

Unless there is an extremely powerful magic weapon for escape, otherwise, in the face of the power of unknown depth, it is better to be honest to live for a long time.

She Yanbai turned her head, raised an eyebrow at Ao Ye, and asked, "Hey, what's your name, the masked man?"

He could tell that this tall black-clothed swordsman deliberately changed his aura, and the mask on his face also had the effect of blocking the detection of his spiritual sense.

If it was in other places, She Yanbai might be curious, but in the chaotic place of Xingluo City, it is very normal for this kind of person who does not want others to know his identity.

And he really wasn't interested in getting to know a stranger.

Ao Ye was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Senior, the junior's surname is Ye, and the single name is Bai."

She Yanbai nodded, and then said to the group of veterans from Xingluo City in front of him, "Remember, this kid named Ye Bai is covered by me, if in the future..."

She Yanbai squinted her eyes, raised the corners of her lips, and revealed a piercing smile.

"Senior, don't worry, we will take a detour when we see him in the future!"

"Understood, if anyone in Xingluo City dares to trouble Brother Ye, they will trouble us!"

"In Xingluo City in the future, as long as Brother Ye is in need, he can come to us at any time! It is our duty to promise!"

She Yanbai finally showed a satisfied smile, "Okay, let's just stay where it's cool."

Ever since, a few people pushed and shoved each other, turned around and walked slowly for a few steps, then suddenly ran away and disappeared.

"Thank you senior for saving the siege, this junior is very grateful." Ao Ye said.

"It's just a little effort, I can't thank you for anything." She Yan raised her white hand, revealing the purse hidden in her sleeve, and Mian Mian, who was exhausted and fell asleep inside.

Because he was afraid that something might happen to Mianmian, he kept following the special feeling between father and son with his fastest speed.When she found out that Mianmian had arrived in Xingluo City, her heart arose even more, she was afraid that Mianmian would be sold out by the villain and forcibly enter into a contract.

Fortunately, not long after he entered the city from the west gate, he saw Mianmian "flying" towards him, and after catching it, he found that Mianmian was fine, so his heart was relieved.

Originally wanted to come over to see who dared to throw his son away, but after arriving at the messy scene, She Yanbai guessed that the little sword cultivator in black was trying to protect his Mianmian from being harmed. And - after all, there is a layer of spiritual power wrapped in the bag, which is exactly the same as the spiritual power on Ao Ye.

Ao Ye frowned and said, "I don't know if the senior can return the junior's bag to the junior."

She Yanbai was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that this little swordsman was not only so poor that he didn't even have a spirit stone, but he was so picky and searched for a human being. Even a bag made of coarse cloth would have to go back. Is there a swordsman so poor?

No matter what he thinks in his heart, but for the sake of protecting Mianmian just now, She Yanbai took out his son, raised his hand, and threw the worthless bag into Ao Ye's arms.

Ao Ye grabbed the bag that was shriveled due to lack of sleep, thought for a moment and said, "Senior, can you return the egg in your hand to this junior?"

She Yanbai was startled, and raised Mianmian in her hand, "Give it back to you? Xiao Jianxiu, are you sure this is yours?"

"This egg was picked up by the younger generation, it should be a cub of the falcon monster clan." Ao Ye explained, "The younger generation will wait here for a while, if the parents of the egg are not found, the younger generation will raise it , signed a mount agreement with him."

She Yanbai was almost laughed at by this little Jian Xiuqi who had eyes but no eyes. In front of his own father, he actually said that he wanted to raise his son as a mount!

"Xiao Jianxiu, if you are blind, I don't mind treating your eyes." She Yan said with a white smile.

Being scolded suddenly, Ao Ye was a little puzzled, so he could only look at She Yanbai's eyes that were particularly bright with anger.

He is obviously a person whose appearance is so ordinary that he can only barely boast of being handsome, but he has a pair of beautiful eyes, black and white are distinct, and he looks passionate.

She Yanbai took a step forward, smashed a big white egg in Mianmian to Ao Ye's eyes, and said word by word, "Look, this is my son—a snake egg, not a cub of the falcon monster clan."

Ao Ye was silent for a while, and then said, "Forgive me for my poor eyesight, I can't recognize what this egg is. Since the senior said that he is the father of this egg, can I ask the senior to prove it, otherwise I will ask the senior to return the egg to the junior."

This made She Yanbai silent. Although he knew that some sword cultivators were dead-hearted, he never thought that he would meet one right now.

Isn't this little sword cultivator who is only in the Nascent Soul stage afraid of being slapped to death if he offends him?

"senior?"

Seeing that She Yanbai was silent, Ao Ye could not help but remind her.

She Yanbai came back to his senses, bent his finger and tapped on the egg shell, and then saw the white egg in his hand tremble suddenly, with faint golden patterns flashing, which disappeared in an instant.

Mianmian suddenly jumped out of She Yanbai's palm, landed on her father's shoulder and rubbed against his cheek excitedly.

As soon as she woke up, she returned to her father whom she hadn't seen for a few days. Mianmian was so happy that she forgot all the life-and-death crises and shocks she suffered one after another, and just wanted to be close to her father.

"Do you want me to prove it?" She Yanbai sneered, "Little Jianxiu, it's not your fault for ignorance, but it's okay to be blind. Senior, I advise you to be cautious in your words and deeds in the future, otherwise you may even hurt yourself. I don't know how he died."

Baidan's intimacy with She Yanbai already explained everything. Ao Ye pursed his lower lip, knowing that he was treating a gentleman's belly with a villain's heart, so he said apologetically, "Thank you for your teaching, senior."

"If you know you're wrong, you can make it better." She Yanbai took Mianmian off her shoulder, and then stretched out her hand to Ao Ye, "Here, I'll use a pile of spirit stones on the ground to buy the bag in your hand, and bring it."

Ao Ye handed the bag to She Yanbai, then untied the storage bag at his waist and put all the spirit stones on the ground into it. After getting up, he did not tie the storage bag around his waist, but handed it to She Yanbai. before.

"Thank you senior for your kindness, but please forgive this junior for not accepting it. Besides, this bag is not worth much, so senior just has it."

In She Yanbai's eyes, this little Jianxiu first knew to protect his son with good intentions, and then he was cautious, not letting him take Mianmian away just because he is a powerful and powerful man.

Although he is a bit stubborn, he is a rare good person. He should repay his little boy no matter what, so he thought of giving him the spirit stones left by those old fritters. No wonder they are so poor.

She Yanbai put Mianmian into a bag, tied it around her waist, put her hands on it, and touched the eggshell with her fingertips, stroking it repeatedly, so as to reassure the little boy.

After thinking about it, he said, "Xiao Jianxiu, follow me."

As for the storage bag full of spirit stones in Ao Ye's hand, he didn't even look at it.

Ao Ye stood still and said, "Senior, junior still has something to do."

Lin Zhufeng ran away without a trace, and he couldn't find it now, so he thought of finding a way to earn some Lingshi first, and then repaired the Shuanghua Sword.

As for the next step, he still has a lot to do.

The smile on She Yanbai's face froze, if he didn't think his demon body was too eye-catching, he would have whipped this person several times with his tail.

He had never seen such a ignorant person!

Too bad to smoke!

"I think this little sword cultivator of yours is coming out for the first time, right?" She Yanbai turned her head and sneered.

"Yeah." Ao Ye said, "Dare to ask senior how to know?"

"Didn't your teacher tell you that when you meet a senior you can't afford to offend, it's best to do what the senior says?" She Yanbai deliberately released a trace of murderous intent, and said expressionlessly, "Dare to say one more thing?" No word, watch your head!"

"Everything is according to the orders of the seniors."

Faced with such a threat, Ao Ye, who is not Yumu-headed, sighed softly and had no choice but to comply.

"It should have been like this earlier." She Yan gave Ao Ye a sideways glance, and said calmly, "Follow up."

After saying that, he rose from the sky and flew to the south of the city.

Ao Ye looked at the storage bag in his hand, and immediately followed. Although the seniors on the left and right seemed to have a bad temper, they would not kill him.

She Yanbai led Ao Ye down an extremely narrow alley, the shops on both sides were closed, and there were white paper lanterns hanging on both sides of the door, only the flickering fires inside were of different colors.

It is clearly daytime now, but this street is extremely dark, so that it seems that the ghostly fire in the lantern is extraordinarily bright and eerie.

She Yanbai glanced at it a few times, then raised her foot and walked towards a shop with a dark blue hanging outside the door at the end of the street. When she arrived, she kicked the door open without saying a word.

There was a loud bang, waking up the drowsy craftsman inside.

"Who? Who dares to come to this old man to make trouble?" A short, white-haired old man came out angrily with a hammer in his hand.

She Yanbai smiled slightly, revealing a little evil spirit, and the old man changed his expression instantly, bent down, and said respectfully, "I said why I heard the magpie cry yesterday, so I know you are coming today."

This old man is an old demon who is good at casting, and the cage hanging outside the shop door shows that this demon is the one with the best casting ability here.And She Yanbai has always been the best available, so there is no need for inferior ones.

Monsters have a bit more beastliness than human and demon cultivators. Sometimes just by smelling the demonic aura of others, they will instinctively give in, just like this old demon.

She Yanbai turned sideways, revealing Ao Ye behind him, "See this man, give him a good sword—the best sword you can make, understand?"

Give this black-clothed sword repairer a good sword, no matter what, he can repay his kindness to Mianmian, right?

She Yanbai smiled and looked at the old demon, "Don't worry, I won't let you suffer, just tell me how many spirit stones you need."

"You are really a shame old man. It is my honor that you are willing to visit the shop. How can I ask you for a spirit stone?" The old man smiled, and then a embarrassed look appeared on his face. Everyone here prepares their own materials. Although the old man has some materials here, they are not good, and I am afraid that he can only make an ordinary sword for this sword repairman."

She Yanbai frowned, knowing that the old man's words were not false, a good sword needs good materials, and good materials are rare.

"Senior, you don't need to worry about it. This junior doesn't need a good sword. This broken sword can still be used after repairing it." Ao Ye said, "If senior has to do something for me, why not help me repair this sword."

It's just an ordinary sword, and it shouldn't be expensive to repair it, just enough for Baidan's father to repay his "kindness" with it.

But he didn't want to, his actions made She Yanbai misunderstand.

Hearing this, She Yan's white eyes were amazed, and she almost wanted to applaud the frugality of this little sword repairman.

It's just an ordinary broken sword, and it's worth his repeated use. How poor is this?If it wasn't for not wanting to make friends with Ao Ye, She Yanbai would have asked which sword repair sect Ao Ye came from, but his disciples were so poor that they didn't even have a spirit stone.

The old man's eyes fell on the silver-gray broken sword in Ao Ye's hand. With just one glance, he could see that the material used to make this sword was very common in the upper realm, but there was a trace of thunder in it that made people look sideways. He couldn't help but admire Ao Ye. Ye was so ingenious that he dared to forge the sword with the Thunder of Transcending Tribulation.

"This broken sword can be used as a supplementary material." The old man rubbed his chin, "but it can only be used as a supplementary material. This sword is extremely ordinary, and it is broken again. Even if it is repaired, it will be an easy one." A broken sword. This sword cultivator, you should think about it."

She Yanbai chuckled, and glanced at Ao Ye, "You are a dignified swordsman, if you use a fragile sword, wouldn't you lose your weapon every time you fight with someone within a short time? In this way, no matter how hard your life is, you will lose your weapon." , I’m afraid you won’t be able to live for long. If you really want to die, why don’t I fulfill you right now, and for the sake of saving my son, I’ll leave you a whole body and bury you later.”

Ao Ye tightened his hands, lowered his head, pursed his lips and said nothing.The Shuanghua Sword meant a lot to him, and he felt a little bit reluctant to let him give up at this moment.

He thought, Taishang Wangqing has obstacles and long paths, and he still needs to continue to practice.Perhaps one day, he will reach the state where he is neither happy with things nor sad with himself.

She Yanbai snorted softly, walked over and took the broken sword from Ao Ye's hand and threw it to the old man, saying decisively, "Rebuild a sword for him, I will provide the materials."

He remembered that when he was in the mortal world, he once took back a pile of ore from a cultivator of the Qingyun Sect. It was the villain who took it away from Ao Ye, and because he had no proper excuse to return it to Ao Ye, he kept throwing it away. In his jade bracelet, it was almost forgotten after a long time.

The old man is a craftsman who has lived for nearly a thousand years. He saw many sword cultivators with weird tempers and even weirder hobbies, so he smiled at Ao Ye, "Sword cultivator, if you really don't want to part with your old sword, How about making the new sword according to your old sword?"

"Thank you, master." Ao Ye bowed to the old man, and thanked She Yan, "Thank you, senior, for spending the money."

She Yanbai snorted coldly, a gleam flashed on her slender white wrist, and then a dark green jade bracelet appeared, with a strand of gold thread swimming through it like a fish.

He flicked his left hand, and a pile of black ore fell down, and a few accidentally hit the old man's feet, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

"How do you think these materials make a sword?" She Yan said, "Is it enough to make a sword for this kid?"

The old man knelt down, picked up a piece of ore, touched it, smelled it, and finally did not forget to use his spiritual sense to examine it carefully.

"Enough, enough, it's really a good thing. This is Xuan Jing, one of the best materials for making swords. It's of good quality, but the spiritual energy inside is not enough, as if it came from the mortal world."

The upper and lower realms were originally a family, but in 2000 they were separated by a barrier dropped by heaven, and the lower realm gradually lost its aura.Therefore, it is not incomprehensible for ordinary people to occasionally discover some medicinal herbs with wonderful effects or some extraordinary good ingredients.

Ao Ye took a few glances, somehow feeling that those black ores looked familiar. It seemed that the cultivator of Qingyun Sect took this kind of ore from him back then.

Just thinking of that person's behavior of taking things but not doing anything, Ao Ye couldn't help feeling a little more disgusted with Qing Yunzong.

"Since that's the case, you should forge a sword for him as soon as possible." She Yanbai said, "A sword repairer cannot do without a sword."

The old man picked up the ores on the ground one by one, and smiled flatteringly, "Don't worry, the old man will start casting swords for this sword repairer right away, without any delay! It's the extra materials, look..."

She Yanbai said indifferently, "You can keep the extra for yourself, I can't teach you to work hard for nothing."

It's rare to meet such a kind and considerate monster, the smile on the old man's face was a little sincere, he patted his chest, and assured him, "This time, the old man will definitely use his housekeeping skills to build a magic weapon for this sword!" A sharp weapon! I will never let you down!"

"I dare not measure you."

She Yanbai showed a kind smile, but seeing the old man's whole body turned cold, she couldn't help sighing in her heart that the big monster is just the big monster, and she knows the truth of giving a sweet date another hard blow.

"That's that." The old man said with a chuckle, "Three months! At most three months, then you or this sword repairer can come and get the sword."

She Yanbai nodded, consciously understood the cause and effect between Mianmian and Jianxiu in black, turned around and walked out.

If he didn't go back, he was afraid that that kid Xiaotian would die of guilt.

Seeing this, Ao Ye caught up in two or three steps and blocked She Yanbai's way.

"Xiao Jianxiu, what else do you have to do?" She Yanbai said angrily, "You better have something serious."

Ao Ye stretched out his hand, and in the palm lay the storage bag full of spirit stones, "Senior, you forgot the spirit stones."

She Yanbai ground her teeth, crossed her arms and looked at Ao Ye for a while, her gloomy face suddenly turned bright, and she said with a smile, "A gentleman? Really, don't you want any free spirit stones?"

"You don't get paid for nothing." Ao Ye had his own persistence, so he insisted, "Please accept it."

She Yanbai frowned irritably, and patted the bag containing Mianmian, "Isn't that enough as a thank you gift for my son?"

He didn't know how an extremely simple matter of repaying gratitude became complicated after meeting this black-clothed swordsman named "Ye Bai", and he couldn't help feeling deeply depressed.

For him, Mianmian is the most important thing in the world, how can a mere sword be worth kindness?

Not once paid off, he felt uneasy.

Ao Ye turned around, pointed to the closed shop a few steps away, and said, "Now I should thank you, junior. If you need it in the future, as long as it is not against the heavens, I will be at your command!"

No matter how little he knew about the upper world, he could tell that the master craftsman was not an ordinary person, and the material that She Yanbai produced for him was extremely precious.

She Yanbai looked up at the clear sky, telling herself over and over again not to care about the younger generation, especially this is a good person, a bad person, a bad person...

"Okay, you win." She Yanbai twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing an inexplicable smile.

He grabbed the storage bag in Ao Ye's hand, turned around, and went from the end of the street to the street in the blink of an eye.

"Little swordsman."

Standing at the dividing line between the street and the street, She Yanbai looked back and smiled, half in the light and half in the darkness, the light and shadow split and healed his face, so that his ordinary appearance showed a surprising strangeness. beautiful.

"Senior?" Ao Ye asked in confusion.

"Heh, you have to accept what senior rewards you honestly." She Yan's bland and thin lips suddenly turned red like blood, and the curved curve inexplicably carried a hint of danger, the only pair of praiseworthy lips on his face His eyes were full of smiles.

next moment.

I saw She Yanbai raised his left hand, and dozens of storage bags flew towards Ao Ye quickly, and all of them landed on his face.

Ao Ye tried to stop him, but She Yanbai wanted to deal with him, so how could he be able to stop him.

Although there was a mask to block it a little, but after hitting it again and again, to be honest, Ao Ye felt that his face hurt more than a little.

After it was over, besides his extraordinarily simple storage bag, there were many exquisite and beautiful storage bags on the ground in front of Ao Ye.

Ao Ye bent down to pick them up one by one, intending to return them to She Yanbai, but found that he was no longer on the street.

And the stack of storage bags in his hand were all unrestricted, allowing him to open and use them at will.

In this way, a certain poor swordsman became the richest swordsman in the upper world, and there was no one.

The author has something to say: 1. I was farting yesterday. After staying up all night, I couldn’t wake up the next morning. I died laughing

2. Ao Ye: Thank you for the invitation, being able to make a fortune from your wife and children is also a skill (^o^)／

3. good night

感谢在2021-07-1023:28:51~2021-07-1122:59:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Passerby A, 18159243, 289014011;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 25 bottles of Jiangqing; 10 bottles of Zeyi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!