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Bo Songyang looked at the long sword and his eyes were straightened: "Hey, blind man, isn't the long sword refined by the master so domineering? Didn't he always like to refine sticks and other things?"

"You forgot that the shape of this weapon was made by the junior brother. Well, this shape is indeed perfect. Just look at the entertainment embarrassment pictures. "The blind man touched the long sword and said slowly. "The sword was nine feet and five inches long and weighed eight hundred and twenty kilograms. The sword was inlaid with the pattern of the dragon swallowing the moon. The most exquisite thing is that the blade is the crescent moon spitting out by the dragon. If this sharp weapon could become an inscription weapon, the master's name of the weapon refiner must have been passed down with the life of this sword. It's a pity, it's a pity that I don't even know the name of the sword."

Bo Songyang patted his head, "You don't know, junior brother knows, we can just go and save him and come back and ask."

The blind man suddenly stood up: "It makes sense, let's go now. My junior brother was lured out by a monk in the early stage of Qi training. He thought he was just a few sluts and the junior brother could solve it, but he didn't expect that he would have caused such a big trouble. I had known that I should have helped."[

Bo Songyang laughed and said, "Blind, you are so immoral. You know that your junior brother is in trouble but you will not save him when you die."

The blind man replied guiltily, "You are different, you are just busy catching rabbits, not even caring about your junior brother's comfort. If he had a few mistakes, the master would probably fight us."

Bo Songyang said embarrassedly, "Okay, okay, it's all old things that are not mentioned. Now we have to rush to the punishment hall to rescue my junior brother, let's go."

The blind man nodded, and the hall flashed out of the main body and turned into two streams of light and rushed towards the direction of the punishment hall.

Mo Yue, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the hall, suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the two of them, then slowly closed her mind and began to cultivate her nature.

Punishment Hall.

As usual, the Hall of Punishment was majestic and depressing. The hall, which was not deserted, was still filled with a smell of blood. The fresh smell was mixed with an inexhaustible stench, which made many people avoid this place.

Suddenly, the peaceful hall was broken by a thunderous whistling sound. When many monks in the hall came to their senses, they found that Elder He Tong came here with five or six seriously injured Qi training cultivators.

He Tong took a sip of tea on the chair. To be honest, he didn't like this faint bitterness, but that guy Xing Feng said very well that drinking this thing can reduce the bloody smell on his body.

"I remember you called Li Yan, right? A few days ago, you captured an ungrateful person here and plotted him to death. I know that although your methods are a bit disgraceful, you have to do anything to deal with the unfaithful person. But now you have become a sinner, and the sin you committed is ten times worse than that of the unfaithful person. I have said that you will give you a dialectical opportunity and say whatever you have."

He Tong sat straight, his face was extremely serious, and his long white hair was meticulously combed by him, and could reflect light. At this moment, he seemed to have turned into a verdict with an iron face, judging Li Yan, the sinner.

Li Yan left Jiang Fugui and others next to him and said, "The same thing, I was framed and framed. If the elder doesn't believe it, he can use his magical powers to search for the memory of one of them. You can tell the truth and falsehood by just trying it. If I have half of the words, Elder can kill me with one palm."
Chapter completed!