I rely on tea and lotus to save Master

"Master, did I screw up?"

Before the picture in his mind became more and more outrageous, Wen Yan forcibly interrupted his imagination.Lin Jian's array then dimmed, Gu Jianhan swung his hands in the air to close the array, but didn't say anything.

"Does this mean that no sword is in my sight?"

Gu Jianhan nodded, with his usual cold expression, he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

"Maybe it's just because you are not suitable for sword practice."

Wen Yan was not comforted at all: "But isn't the master a master of swordsmanship? If I am not suitable for sword practice, will the master drive me away? A Yan really wants to stay with the master, can the master not Drive Ayan away?"

He has always been brooding over Dong Zhixue's words, and he has always understood his current situation.

If Gu Jianhan really wanted to drive him away, he had to make a plan early.

"I really want to stay with this seat...why?"

Because your thighs are easy to hug.

"Didn't Master say that as long as A Yan can stay by your side, you will like A Yan?"

Gu Jianhan was startled when he heard the words, his face became even more gloomy in an instant, Wen Yan was startled, and before he had time to remedy it, he heard him speak coldly.

"I don't like anyone, so don't be too sentimental." His voice suddenly became dark and cruel, "If you let me hear such shameless words in the future, don't want your mouth."

When he said don't want to, it must have cut off the mouth or sewed it up, not anything else.

There is no other reason, Wen Yan can detect it from his murderous deep eyes, because he is really angry now.

Wen Yan didn't know where to step on his tail again.

But it's always right to apologize first. After all, people don't have any skills in other worlds, so they have to bow their heads to this nominally bad-tempered master.

"Master, I didn't mean it, I'm sorry." Wen Shengsheng forcefully read the lines he had prepared, "If you are unhappy because of me, I will be really sad."

It is still the third article in the "Tea Words and Lotus Language Raiders Manual".

However, Gu Jianhan didn't give a damn about him this time.

Wen Yan had a bad nose, but had to get up and fight firmly with a smile on his face: "Master, where are we going now?"

"Choose a sword for you."

Wen Yan let out a low voice, and after realizing it, he was only surprised: "Master, didn't you say that you have to choose both ways?"

"It is logical to say so." Gu Jianhan meandered out of the enchantment of the pavilion, "But my patience is limited, and I don't want to accompany you here waiting to be selected by the sword."

Wen Yan nodded: "Then are we going back?"

"..."

"Are you stupid or do you have an ear problem that needs to be healed? This seat said that I will choose a sword for you. If you don't want it, you can just say it."

Gu Jianhan stopped and turned to look at Wen Yan, with undisguised displeasure and impatience in his tone, it's not that Wen Yan didn't understand what he meant, it's just that he couldn't believe it.

When Gu Jianhan is in a bad mood, he usually walks away in a huff, and doesn't give others a look at all, except of course Mozun and Zhao Ke.In the current situation, shouldn't he lose his temper and leave? Why would he openly violate the rules of Qingshuang Pavilion for him?

When did he become important too?

The two looked at each other silently, and there was a faint sense of danger of confrontation in the air. Wen Yan rarely got into a dead end, but this time his head really became a little stupid. He looked down at his master slightly, and didn't say anything. Apologies and slimes.

Just when the danger reached the critical value, there was a faint sound of a sword suddenly coming from behind Gu Jianhan, as well as the clanging sound of metal hitting the ground.Gu Jianhan frowned and turned his head, Wen Yan also followed the source of the sound.

The eyes of the two converged on a gap in the stone wall not far away.

Wen Yan was the first to speak: "Master, is there a spirit sword in there?"

Gu Jian hummed coldly.

Wen Yan watched his master walking there, so he also followed.The spirit swords in Qingshuang Pavilion should all be in the stone wall sword positions. Those who have no chance to take them without permission will suffer backlash. Generally speaking, no one will deliberately throw them around.

Gu Jianhan tentatively used his spiritual power to observe the situation in the gap. It was too dark and sealed by spider webs, so he couldn't distinguish it with his eyesight alone, but when the ice-type spiritual power melted away those spider webs, a sudden flash , Clanking and sword roaring towards the outside with overwhelming force, the sword energy is too overbearing, the spirit swords in the entire Qingshuang Pavilion are trembling without exception, that is the inherent hierarchical relationship between sword spirits.

Although Gu Jianhan had been prepared for a long time, he didn't bring Dushuang with him, and he was too close to the sword. Most of the sharp sword energy attacked him in an instant. No matter how fast he reacted, he was forced back twice by the sudden pressure. step.

Wen Yan didn't seem to be affected by the sword energy at all, and he didn't figure out what happened. When he lowered his head, he found that his master was leaning on his arms, and his hand was on his master's. on the left arm.

Wen Yan: "..."

Gu Jianhan: "..."

His master was still cold, and he felt like he was leaning on a big ice cube through his clothes. At the same time, he found that his master was really thin, even thinner than when he was first picked up in the grass , the pair of butterfly bones almost pinched his chest muscles, and it seemed that he could pinch the bony bones in his hands.

Is this the so-called bigu person bigu soul?

The body is the capital of cultivation. If you lose weight like this, sooner or later you will become skinny and skinny. When you walk, your whole body will creak and crack. A pair of lifeless eyes will protrude. The skin that was originally like snow will become pale yellow. Godless.

will die.

"What are you pinching?!" Gu Jianhan said sullenly, raised his eyes and gave him a fierce look, and wrenched his arm away from his hand.

He supported the defensive barrier with one hand, and pinched Wen Yan's neck with the other.He didn't use any force, Wen Yan only felt that his neck was iced, but this movement was enough to show Gu Jianhan's disgust.

It was indeed him who offended, Wen Yan raised his hands without saying a word, and apologized sincerely: "Master, Ah Yan didn't mean it, and I won't dare to do it again next time."

Gu Jianhan snorted and ordered: "Go and pick up that sword."

Wen Yan really went to pick it up, Gu Jianhan watched, and saw that the majestic sword energy was absorbed for a moment, and the surrounding spirit swords gradually calmed down, but Wen Yan was not affected at all from the beginning to the end.

The whole body of the sword is shiny, with a warm amber luster flowing from the blade to the jaw, but the hilt is engraved with ancient and complicated imprints, which are mysterious and deep.Gu Jianhan has a lot of research on sword patterns. Most of the swords in Qingshuang Pavilion have passed through his hands, but he can't directly judge the origin and grade of such a sword.

Just like he couldn't define Wen Yan.

"Master!" Wen Yan shouted happily, "Is this what you mean by choosing me? Is A Yan being chosen? Master! Am I dreaming?"