My WeChat Lian Yaojie

Chapter 1301

The voice just fell.

Many women hugged their daughters tightly.

I'm afraid that Young Master Shen's beast will become violent.

Ye Fan was holding his breath watching from the sidelines.

But he also heard some secrets.

This village is called Xueyu Village, and it seems to exist to protect a blood sword.

Looking at it this way, the old village chief's cowardice is also justified.

The old village head continued: "Master Shen, you must not do this! The Heavenly Sword Sect Master said before that no one can force us to disband unless we want to."

Fatty Shen jumped up against the case.

"Don't use suzerain to pressure me, it's useless."

"What's wrong with disbanding? As long as you disband and give up the cultivation resources allocated by the sect, not only will you be exempted from taxes, but Fat Lord can also help the villagers to live in other villages one by one, how about it?"

Fatty Shen Shen smiled resolutely, his eyes full of contempt.

In fact, Xueyu Village has a deep relationship with Blood Sword Sect.

The people in the village are a group of people who were sent by the Blood Sword Sect to the Heaven Sword Sect to teach swordsmanship.

Outstanding talents, all of them are the best in the world.

But at this moment, the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Blood Sword Sect broke apart.

So they are imprisoned here.

After a hundred years of development.

People in the village were killed and injured, and no one could take action.

The key point was that they were still carrying Blood Sword Sect's Zhenzong's Precious Blood Sword.

As the deadly enemy of the Blood Sword Sect.

Tianjianzong wanted to destroy the blood sword, but he couldn't do it no matter what.

We can only keep such a group of remnants of the Blood Sword Sect in captivity and let them guard the Blood Sword.

Thus.

The news couldn't get out.

They will also be like fools, guarding this place for generations.

As for the poor talent of newborn babies, it is even more out of thin air.

It is true that the beads obtained by the old village head can test the talent of the baby.

But using the detection method is wrong.

Red orange yellow green blue blue purple, red is the top, purple is the weakest.

But the old village head thinks that red is the weakest and purple is the top.

The people in the village are almost all red or orange.

That's why he was so desperate.

Ye Fan wanted to tell him just now, but was interrupted by the fat man.

The old village head flickered with anger.

"I knew that the weasel had no good intentions in wishing the chicken a New Year."

"Let us disband? I'm afraid they want to snoop on our blood sword. Hmph, my ancestors of Xueyu Village have taught us to guard the blood sword for generations. The sword is with everyone."

"What's more, with a trash like you who is practicing Qi, you can't pull out the bleeding sword at all. You'd better put away your little thoughts."

Dragons have reversed scales, and humans have reversed places.

And the Blood Sword is the reverse scale of the entire Blood Rain Village.

This is their symbol and belief, and it must not be touched by others.

All the villagers glared at Fatty Shen.

There is a stance of making a move when there is a disagreement.

But they also put on airs.

If the Heavenly Sword Sect attacks.

They still have to obediently get caught.

"Think of good intentions as the liver and lungs of a donkey, and there are still a few days until the sword test ceremony of the Heavenly Sword Sect."

"The suzerain means to arrange for a few people to come and draw the blood sword. If you don't agree, you have to agree. I just want to inform you."

Fatty Shen flicked his cuffs and left angrily, trembling with fat all over his body.

Fatty Shen heaved a sigh of relief when the villagers saw their anger gone.

The old village chief frowned, feeling extremely worried.

Back then, all the leaders of the Blood Sword Sect were suddenly besieged and suppressed.

In order to protect the blood sword.

Several of the disciples used the power against the sky to forcefully seal the blood sword.

Only those who are predestined can pull it out.

Similar to the meaning of the movie King Arthur drawing Excalibur.

But Shi Chunnan was too passive for him to do this.

Those who can pass the sword test ceremony must be the best.

He believed.

Only someone can pull out the blood sword in the seal.

The people in their village must have died tragically on the spot, without any suspense.

The sword trial ceremony a few days later is the key to the survival of the village.

The old village chief seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, his energy and energy were taken away from his body, and he became depressed in an instant.

He hates it.

How high-spirited he was a hundred years ago.

But a hundred years later, they can only survive in the afterglow of others.

Simply pathetic!
At this time, a little girl suddenly spoke.

"Little brother, you seemed hesitant to speak just now, what do you want to say?"

A woman walked up to Ye Fan.

She looks about eighteen or nineteen years old. This girl is dressed in coarse linen, but she still can't hide her beautiful face, and the smile she looks back is even more overwhelming.

Standing there slim and graceful, it looks like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud and is not stained. It is quiet and holy, as if it will not be contaminated by the vulgarity of the world.

"Little brother?"

Ye Fan was in a daze.

She called again.

Ye Fan came to his senses and quickly told what he knew.

The old village head looked at the beads in his hand.

"Is what you said true?"

Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Of course, if you don't believe me, you can just grab someone and try it out."

"By the way, I want to know why I am here."

The old village chief just wanted to try the beads, so he ignored Ye Fan at all.

Or everyone you say, I explain it clearly.

Ye Fan was stunned.

It turned out that the little sister rescued him when he was out hunting.

Ye Fan was a little happy.

Sure enough, a handsome guy is blessed, even his savior is so eye-catching.

"Little sister, what's your name?"

"Xiao Shulan."

"It's a nice name. I really want to thank you this time! If it weren't for you, I might have been eaten by wild beasts." Ye Fan said lightly.

Although what he said was a lie.

He has a nine-turn golden body, and no beast can tear his body.

Even if he lies in the den of beasts, nothing will happen to him.

"Yeah, you're welcome! Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

"Can you tell me about Xueyu Village and Tianjianzong?"

"Well, it's fine now anyway."

……

After a lengthy introduction to the background, Ye Fan had a thorough understanding of the love and hatred between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Blood Sword Sect.

He is a bystander, so he can see clearly than the old village chief and others.

For a hundred years, their activity area is only within a radius of three to five miles, and it is really not easy to live like livestock.

then.

Xiao Shulan's eyes moved and her mouth pouted.

"Little brother, you are so weak! It's just the early stage of Qi training, not as good as me."

Ok?
Are you talking to me?

Ye Fan immediately reacted.

He was seriously injured, and the aura he displayed at this time was really in the Qi training state.

I go.

It's really embarrassing to be looked down upon by a little girl.

Ye Fan explained: "What do you know, I am injured, otherwise I will be stronger than your village chief."

"Impossible, he is the strongest person in the village."

"Really, I never lie."

Ye Fan didn't blush at all when he said this.

He lied by saying this...

"Then I don't believe it either."

"Actually, you don't know, I have cultivated for less than a year, and it is not easy to reach the current state!"

"Really?"

These words touched Xiao Shulan's heart.

She had practiced for more than ten years before she realized the sense of energy and became a monk.

To possess such strength in one year is simply a genius in her eyes.

"Of course it's true, no one can deceive a child."

(End of this chapter)