Seeing all the movements around, Ouyang Luo's sword-like face pulled a smile out.
"Young Master, give it." Qing'er read the sword skills and experience in her hand very quickly, handed them to the young master, and then took two steps back.
Cheng Zifeng laughed and stopped talking because no one could refuse his conditions, let alone a swordsman like him who has neither a sword body nor a talent, nor a very outstanding talent? And he must have a future
If someone at the peak of the Sword Qi Continent makes too many promises, it is equivalent to belittled himself!
He would definitely agree. Cheng Zifeng smiled proudly again.
Lu Ming took it, first glanced at Cheng Zifeng casually, and then his eyes fell on swordsmanship and experience. His eyes just swept past, and the sword scar power had already printed everything on it and copied it to his brain.
Among them, if there is paper and pen now, he would not need to read the original version any more, and he could copy it in a fake way.
After reading it, Lu Ming clamped the note with two fingers, tilted towards Qing'er's side, and Qing'er took it.
"Little girl, this is an auction house. What do you want this?" Zhuo Ligetu whispered behind Qing'er.
Qing'er waved her hand and gave him the best answer, click...
With a light sound, a ray of light suddenly appeared in Qing'er's hands, and just below the sword saint's sword technique and experience, the hot outer flames had curled up, and then smoke came out...
"What?" Zhuo Ligetu felt dizzy intuition. This little girl had just asked for a fire note from him, but she wanted to burn off her sword technique and experience?
A series of screams immediately came out in the hall, "Oh! Oh! Why did it burn?"
"That's the experience and sword skills of the Sword Saint! Why did you burn it if you say it? You don't want it, you can give it to me? Why do you have to burn it? Oh,... I feel so sorry for me!"
"Battle of the family! Blame of the family! It not only burns down the sword skills and experience of the powerful swordsman, but also destroys its bright future. What hatred will be more important than its future?"
"Yes, hatred can be resolved. But after the future is past this village, there will be no store!"
Leng Jian was also extremely shocked. No matter what he thought, the result was unexpected...
Looking at the fire, Leng Jian didn't know what he should say for a moment, and his brain was also blank.
The fire shone on Qing'er's beautiful cheeks, and the big watery eyes watched the fire burned the paper into a page of ashes and fell to the ground.
It’s still Qing'er and Ouyang Luo who know me! Lu Ming smiled indifferently, and he felt accomplished, because he had close friends.
Bang! Qing'er's very delicate little feet stepped on the ashes and turned them into thousands of dust. Then she looked at Cheng Zifeng and said, "I have already remembered that even if I burn it, I won't give it to you."
Bad guy.”
"Oh!" Seeing Qing'er's provocative gaze and Lu Ming's indifferent smile, Cheng Zifeng suddenly screamed: "You will regret it! You will definitely regret what you did! In the trial,
You are dead, I will let you bear all the consequences of angering me today, and I will use all kinds of means to make your names appear in the death quota of the Trial Sword Life in the Trial.”
Looking at the furious Cheng Zifeng and the men who appeared behind him, almost everyone in the hall had a numb scalp. The aura they released was the most timely sword master, and at least four of them were inducing themselves.
Not, this shows that their combination is definitely not lower than the Nangong Huajian team recognized by Qing Yuanzhou as the first genius!
At this moment, the swordsmen didn't dare to speak anymore, and they tried hard to squeeze out more good smiles on their faces, but their steps just wanted to stay away from this powerful and furious guy and get a little further away.
Zhuo Ligetu snorted and said, "I am looking forward to the trial now. Then there will be an excuse to kill you. Let your Sword Saint Master see it and let him know that his vision is really not good.
The average person is not good at picking, and only picking a useless apprentice who only knows how to pretend and plot against others."
"Hmph!" Cheng Zifeng snorted heavily, his angry eyes swept at everyone tightly, and his faces were firmly imprinted by each of them. Then he turned around suddenly and led the people in anger.
Leaving.
Watching Cheng Zifeng and others leave, Zhuo Ligetu had a bright smile on his fat face, and he clenched his fists with great pleasure and said, "Lu Ming, look at that boy's angry, you are doing this beautifully
Now.”
Lu Ming shook his head gently and said, "This person is not simpler than I imagined."
"Oh?" Zhuoligetu's smile immediately became surprised: "What do you say?"
Leng Jian and Ouyang Luo also looked at each other and found doubts in each other's eyes. After all, Cheng Zifeng was so angry that he was just angry that he was not furious. Obviously, his skills in nourishing energy were not very good. His talent and status were
Among swordsmen of the same age, they also have absolute advantages and are prone to indulge in bad tempers. His reaction just now is reasonable and there is nothing wrong with it!
"It's not like this." Lu Ming naturally saw everyone's reaction and smiled calmly: "This person's skill in nourishing energy is not only good, but also good at performing. He just asked for swordsmanship and experience.
I will definitely accept the conditions I have given, and he has this confidence. But the anger and anger that I used to hit him before, and the anger that was just now was performed."
"Performance?" Everyone was puzzled. Even Qing'er, who had been able to figure out the young master's thoughts, couldn't figure it out.
Lu Ming smiled. After all, he is a killer, so he will naturally appear on various occasions when he goes on a mission, and he can always integrate into various occasions, not appearing abrupt and eye-catching. He can win the Oscars with his own acting ability. This person
Although his acting ability is pretty good, he is still a little tender in front of him.
Seeing everyone's puzzled look, Lu Ming said lightly: "Think about it, if his patience is poor, he will not be a sword slave, and during this period, he has numbed the cold sword very well.
Successfully worshipped another family patriarch as his adoptive father. A sword slave walking beside your Leng Jian. I think many people will know you, but he succeeded, which shows that his patience and methods are absolutely beyond his reach.
Your imagination." Leng Jian nodded silently.
"Another, when we saw him getting angry today, it seemed that he would easily lose his mind when fighting. In fact, this person was not like this. In fact, he was still very afraid of you, cold sword, so he used a series of means to stimulate you
As long as you get angry, he has absolute reasons and excuses to take his next plan and kill you. Of course, the excuse is naturally a mistake. Now that the stimulation fails, just pretend to be angry and numb you, making you think he has already
Becoming a useless genius who is arrogant and only thinks about his own superiority is actually a very common but exquisite move, which is a careless eye."
Hearing Lu Ming's detailed analysis, everyone realized the other party's true thoughts. Ouyang Luo was also very clear that Leng Jian could go from genius to being beaten and then back to **, and there was almost no difficulty in the journey.
People can imagine it, but if he did it and succeeded, Cheng Zifeng would have to be afraid. After all, he was really losing his heart.
Zhuoligetu rubbed his thick chin, and a ray of light radiated in his eyes. He replayed everything he had just done, and his eyes gradually became more and more important.
Leng Jian also found that the Cheng Zifeng he had learned over the years has always been limited to the surface. Of course, at that time, all he thought was just to be kind to him. In the future, the two brothers used their swords to travel around the world and stood at the peak of the mainland.
But now it seems that if he had not met Lu Ming, he would still not be able to truly understand Cheng Zifeng's insidiousness and patience. For the sake of his prey and his goal, he could endure hunger and withstand people's guidance...
It's just a wolf in human skin!
The auction is over.
Whether people were shocked, sighed, or envious, they all dispersed.
Lu Ming and his friends also stood up and left. Zhuoligetu's huge body stood up, exuding a powerful leader's aura, and said, "This time we must go to the best restaurant to have a hard meal, and we will celebrate this time.
I got the sword saint sword technique and experience, but I was not able to give the food I owe everyone last time.”
Lu Ming smiled faintly and said, "It doesn't matter what to eat. The first thing we need to do is to go back and prepare the necessary equipment in the trial. God knows whether the instructor will have a temporary rise and then have some assessment."
"Yes." Friends from outside the border immediately agreed: "Then remember this meal first, and I will invite you after we finish the trial."
Everyone agreed that Lu Ming knew that these people were actually swordsmen with a certain swordsman, and he was very frank about food and drink. However, this was a way for Zhuo Ligetu to express his feelings.
When I was on Earth, there was a nation in the north whose surname was very similar. If a guest came to them and was not drunk, it would mean that he was dissatisfied with the host's reception.
Lu Ming shook his head with a wry smile, and walked out the door with everyone.
However, just as soon as he walked out of the door, Lu Ming stood up to him. He was a little girl of seven or eight years old. His face was waiting anxiously. After seeing these people coming out, he immediately showed an innocent smile, but he was
The age of teeth changing.
"Big Brother." The little girl was still talking a little, but she walked directly to Ouyang Luo: "A big sister asked me to send you a letter. Big brother, please take it quickly, so I will complete the task.