"Chicken Lord!"
While crying, Yuan Zhengyang suddenly raised his head and said in a hateful voice, "Who is it..."
"Stop asking."
Chongming sighed, "You can't get involved in this matter... You should also get up. It's rare that you still remember him after so many years. Probably... you are the only one who remembers him."
Hear the words.
Yuan Zhengyang cried bitterly again.
After a while, he gradually calmed down and reluctantly returned the Hongchen Sword to Gu Han.
well……
Gu Han sighed softly. ??
He had a great affection for Yuan Zhengyang, a person who suddenly appeared.
"Little brother."
Seeing the black sword in Gu Han's hand, Yuan Zhengyang wiped his tears and said with envy, "You are... Master Ji's follower? You are so lucky at such a young age!"
then.
In the vast domain of Xuantian.
Everyone is proud to be Chongming's follower, but unfortunately, very few people have this blessing.
Gu Han...
"Make no mistake."
Chongming shook his head, "He was chosen by Xiaoyun, and Xiaoyun... is also his protector."
Others were confused by these words, but Yuan Zhengyang, who was familiar with the rules of the Xuantian Sword Sect, heard them clearly.
Xuantian Sword Head.
It can only be designated by the previous sword leader!
Guardian rules.
So is it!
Gu Han...is the tenth generation swordsman!
boom!
Without any hesitation, he stretched out his big hand, and the broad sword returned to his hand instantly. With the broad sword across his chest, he bent down and saluted Gu Han!
"Xuanjianmen!"
"Yuan Zhengyang, pay homage to the sword head!"
Everyone was stunned.
Yuan Zhengyang... actually saluted him?
Sword head?
What sword head?
I have only heard of the sword, where did this sword head come from?
far away.
Jian Wuchen's face turned even more ugly.
Sword ceremony!
This kind of etiquette is the highest etiquette of the Xuanjian Sect. Only those sword cultivators with extremely high achievements have the opportunity to enjoy it once. When he was elected as the sword master, more than a hundred sword cultivators from the Xuanjian Sect paid him a courtesy.
This kind of courtesy was the only one that he could never forget and was deeply immersed in it.
He didn't expect it at all.
Yuan Zhengyang would actually give such a grand gift to Gu Han!
"this……"
Gu Han felt a little uncomfortable, "Senior..."
"Don't dare!"
"Just call me by my name with the sword head!"
Yuan Zhengyang's figure did not move at all.
"well."
Chongming sighed, "Boy, cherish it. There are not many people who can salute you with a sword now as before."
"Get up."
After saying that, it glanced at Yuan Zhengyang again, "There's no need to be so strict, Lord Chicken doesn't like it."
"Yes, Lord Chicken!"
Yuan Zhengyang stood up in response.
He glanced at Gu Han again, and the envy in his eyes became even stronger.
He knew that his level was far behind that of Xuantian Jianshou. What he envied was the relationship between Gu Han and Yun Jiansheng. Generations of swordsmen had a half-master friendship, and Yun Jiansheng
And Gu Han is naturally no exception.
And because of this relationship.
While he was in awe of Gu Han's identity, he also naturally felt a sense of intimacy with him.
"you!"
He turned his eyes and looked at Jian Wuchen and the five sword cultivators, "Why don't you salute!"
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Except Jian Wuchen.
The other five sword cultivators all bowed their swords to Gu Han respectfully.
Yuan Zhengyang saluted.
It was not a big deal for them to salute, not to mention that in the midst of numerous sieges, they had killed hundreds of people with one sword alone. This record alone convinced them.
"You're deaf!"
Seeing that Jian Wuchen was unmoved, Yuan Zhengyang narrowed his eyes and said, "I'll let you salute!"
"Why!"
Jian Wuchen was burning with jealousy.
to him.
Yuan Zhengyang always only gave lessons and instructions, and rarely had a good look.
To Gu Han.
His attitude is completely opposite, even... to the point of being somewhat humble.
He was very unconvinced!
Also, Yuan Zhengyang called Gu Han Jianshou.
And he is just a sword.
Not to mention anything else, just in terms of name, he was completely outclassed.
"I said."
Yuan Zhengyang narrowed his eyes and said, "I want you to salute."
Not loud.
But anyone who knows him well knows that he is angry.
"Why!"
To be continued...