Xuemei narrowed her eyes. Although this sword was broken and full of rust, there was a hair-sized area at the break that was not rusty at all, and it actually gave off a flash of light in the sun.
Guanghua, if the place was not too small, others might have discovered it. Judging from the knowledge I have gained in the sect, it is definitely a good sword.
Good things can only be called well-matched in the hands of me, Xuemei. Just like the umbrella in my hand, others collect it and enshrine it. I just want to use it as a sunshade. Only this kind of value can be consistent with my identity.
match.
Lu Ming glanced at Xuemei indifferently. She came up and asked for the sword in my hand. It seemed that she saw how extraordinary it was. Then, in the eyes of a group of male animals who wanted to kill someone, she said indifferently: "No."
Woo!
The swordsmen all looked at Lu Ming in shock for a moment. The surrounding space seemed to have stopped, leaving only countless gasps of cold air. Being able to stand next to the goddess is something that countless people dream of!
Moreover! In the past, Lu Ming liked to stand next to Xue Mei the most! At that time, he would be shrouded in the halo of the goddess, bathed in the goddess's breath and unable to extricate himself.
Now he refuses and says he won't give it?
Dozens of people blinked hard, trying to get a closer look at Lu Ming. Some struggled to dig their ears, doubting that there was definitely something wrong with their hearing.
Xue Mei's elegant and delicate face suddenly showed a trace of emotion, and her beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but wrinkle. She, who had never been disobedient to Lu Ming for a while, was stunned and murmured.
I kept repeating, "No?" He actually rejected me?
"You are really shameless!"
A tall second-year student next to Xuemei stood up, with a look of jealousy on his feminine face that was not concealed at all, and said: "Lu Ming, Senior Sister Xuemei wants the broken sword in your hand now. That's a huge gift to you."
Glory, now you are so shameless, seeing how angry you are at senior sister, I, Tang Yitian..."
"dog?"
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows, took out a silver ingot with his idle right hand, turned it over with ease, and said calmly: "If I remember correctly, if you become her dog, you will get three taels of silver every month.
.Now make me a dog and I will give you thirty taels of silver every month.”
Tang Tiantian's expression suddenly darkened, insult! This prodigal son dared to insult me in front of so many people!
"I...who do you think I am?"
Tang Yitian snorted: "As a swordsman, what I, Tang Yitian, value most is the swordsman's honor and loyalty. Being able to do things for Senior Xuemei is the biggest responsibility in my life. Even if it means just a penny for Senior, I
Even if you don’t give it, I have the obligation to fight for the injustice of the senior sister, and I will never betray you. Lu Ming, you will never understand this kind of emotion and state, aren’t there just a few stinkers..."
"Three hundred taels." Lu Ming calmly issued a new round of quotations, directly interrupting Tang Yitian's speech, too lazy to talk to such a loud noise.
Tang Yitian's mouth twitched. This kid really deserves a beating! He looked at Lu Ming with contempt on his face: "I told you, you won't understand. If it weren't for the sword academy not allowing private fights, I would have beaten you up long ago.
I only know a few nouveau riche with bad money..."
"Three thousand taels."
"Don't worry about it..."
"Thirty thousand taels." Lu Ming continued to take out the banknotes and said calmly.
A large stack of banknotes shone with bright silver light, and Tang Tiantian's face suddenly twisted, "You are simply insulting my belief as a swordsman. Even if I eat the stick from the Discipline Academy today, I will still..."
"Three hundred thousand taels."
Tang Tiantian's raised fists froze before Lu Ming took out three banknotes with the largest amount of 100,000 taels, and his eyes widened.
Gulu!
There were countless swallowing sounds. Facing the white banknotes, Lin Tong felt dizzy. He could only stay awake by pinching his thigh hard. Looking at Lu Tiantian's still calm expression in front of Tang Tiantian's big fist, he felt dizzy.
Ming, Lin Tong felt that he had really fainted. Lu Ming was the only one who could spend money so calmly.
Dozens of people could no longer control their steps and quietly moved a few minutes closer to Lu Ming. A dazzling dividing line had been formed. Even the people beside Xuemei couldn't help but bump their feet, secretly thinking that Tang Yitian was lucky.
Damn great, you can make a fortune this way. What kind of woman can’t be found if you have money? It seems that you can only make a fortune by being with Lu Ming!
"Master!" Although Qing'er was also very excited, she took out a stack of banknotes with her little hand, which was obviously saying that if it's not enough, there are more here.
Tang Tiantian slowly stepped forward, and the fists he quickly put down were replaced by a pair of trembling hands, like a beggar on the street. He bowed and nodded: "The eldest... eldest young master..."
"Yes." Lu Ming nodded casually, took Qing'er's banknote, put it into his sleeve, took out a small piece of broken silver, threw it into Tang Tiantian's hand, and said, "This is you
value.”
"One...one tael?"
Tang Tiantian suddenly looked up at Lu Ming, but saw that he was still indifferent, with no other expression at all, not even a smile, "Young Master, this..."
"Hahaha..." Lin Tong slapped his thigh fiercely, laughed, bent over and covered his belly, pointing one hand at Tang Tiantian, "The swordsman's faith? Hahaha... You don't understand this feeling? Hahaha
…It made me fucking laugh.”
Lu Ming didn't even look at Tang Yitian's shocked and aggrieved face. He looked at Xuemei and said calmly: "Look, I can handle such a dog for one tael of silver, but you have to spend three taels of silver every month."
.You, can’t.”
Ouyang Luo Jian's eyebrows beside him couldn't help but raise. The accumulated evil in his chest was taken away by Lu Ming's actions. He didn't speak just now because he wanted to see if Lu Ming had really changed. Now it seems that Xue Ming
Mei will never have the same charm as before, which is great!
Who am I? I am Xuemei! My master is the head of the Holy Sword Sect and one of the strongest men in the Zhenyuan Empire. I am the Nine-Edge Swordsman. No matter where I am, I, Xuemei, will always take the initiative.
Appearing in front of me, what I, Xuemei, want to do can be accomplished with just one thought.
Even the city guard of Tiandu City must be polite and polite when he sees me, and serve me like a princess, let alone you, a little loser?
Xuemei took a deep breath and moved her chest to reach a new peak. At the same time, it also attracted the attention of countless swordsmen and made a thrilling arc.
"Lu Ming, come here and give me the sword. I will forgive you for what you have done now, and I agree to go on a date with you." Xue Mei raised her chin high, with a look of command on her beautiful face.
This loser, as long as he agrees to go on a date with him, even if his head falls off, he will happily forget it! Then humiliate him!
Countless swordsmen suddenly buzzed in their hearts. This was an invitation from the goddess! Even the Lu Han people who had walked far away looked at this scene in astonishment.
Lin Tong swallowed his saliva again. Xuemei's movements revealed a kind of queen's style, a combination of lust and majesty. Not to mention a broken sword, even if she gave her his heart, she would be willing to do so.
Hesitating, I just regret that I don’t have a chance!
"I won't give you the sword."
Lu Ming said lightly, with the indifferent expression on his face still. He had seen many such self-righteous young ladies who had never suffered setbacks. He touched Qing'er's little head and said, "Qing'er, let's go!"
Xue Mei's beautiful and charming face instantly twisted, her eyes fixed on Lu Ming, filled with complete disbelief.
"Lu Ming, stop right here!"
Xuemei's always aloof heart was ruthlessly stimulated, "Don't forget, my master is the head of the Holy Sword Sect. Zhong Nantian, with my Xuemei's Ziwei sword body talent, now the Nine-Edge Sword Master's
Realm, do you think you are qualified to stand by my side? Do you?"
Xuemei's beautiful eyes widened, and infinite malice emerged: "In this broken place the size of a scarf, my master can fix everything with one finger. If the master hadn't traveled far away, do you think I would have come here?"
Here? Do you still want to say a word to a loser like you?! These are all my gifts to you!"
Although Xuemei's words were vicious and the situation was pressing, Lu Ming was not angry. After all, it was a bad relationship made by Lu Ming before. He could bear it or give it up. And as a swordsman, apart from the sword, these are all
Floating clouds.
However, he is a killer, and the purpose of a killer is to weigh everything with strength!
Lu Ming regained his indifference again, looked at Xue Mei's slightly trembling body, and smiled faintly again: "Ziwei sword body? Such a high talent, I, Lu Ming, have no talent, but! Within five years, I will definitely defeat you.
"
"Who's talking nonsense?"
Lu Ming raised his eyebrows. Jin Minghao, who was 1.80 meters tall and quite handsome in appearance, and whose father was the general of the Tiandu City Guards, was the one who injured him before.
"Lu Ming, what, is the injury healed?" Jin Minghao held a sword inlaid with various precious jewels, crossed his legs, and had a serious sneer on his face: "Five years? Just you? Even the swordsman
You are not a mere swordsman, but you still want to challenge your senior's Nine-Edged Swordsman in five years? You won't be able to do it in fifty years! Even in fifty years you won't be able to defeat me, Lu Ming, it's important for a person to be self-aware.
That fight with you was all my shame. I, Jin Minghao, actually fought with a useless person..."
"You?" Lu Ming glanced at Jin Minghao lightly, "It only takes half a year for me to defeat you."
Everyone looked at Lu Ming blankly. Is this prodigal crazy? He actually said that he can defeat Jin Minghao within half a year? Such a loser... Even if Jin Minghao doesn't practice swordsmanship for ten years, Lu Ming is no match for Jin Minghao!
"Half a year?" Jin Minghao smiled: "Have you been beaten stupid by me?"
Lu Ming was too lazy to go see Jin Minghao. If he had time to waste his life here with these people, it would be better to go back and practice swordsmanship as soon as possible.