Chapter 4

Jian Wushuang came to the courtyard where he had been practicing swordsmanship with Jian Menger.

If at ordinary times, jianmeng'er must have waited here long ago, but today, when jianwushuang came to this courtyard, he didn't find the existence of jianmeng'er, only a black robe carrying his hands was quietly waiting for his Jianlan.

Jian Wushuang's heart immediately raised a bad premonition.

"Lan Bo." Jian Wushuang still shouted as usual.

"Are you here?" Jian LAN turned around, and there was no previous gentleness on his face, but only the dignity and coldness on his face. "I think you should also know that today, the Lord of the mansion personally appointed meng'er as the new head of the Jian Pavilion. After the battle for the sword Marquis, he held the succession ceremony, and the keepsake representing the identity of the head of the Jian Pavilion should be on you."

The sword was stunned.

The keepsake representing the master of Jiange Pavilion is the first sword of Jianhou mansion, the sword of three kills!

This Sansha sword was brought back by his father not long after he went out for a trip. It has been kept by him for four years, which is the long sword carried behind him.

"Hand it in." Jianlan road.

Jian Wushuang's body and mind were trembling, gritted his teeth tightly, looked at Jian LAN, and said in a low voice, "I want to dream!"

"What is the identity of Menger? Is it what you can see when you say you see it?" Jian LAN Leng hum.

"I will never hand over the Sansha sword until I see my dream." Jian Wushuang said firmly.

Even at this moment, he still has a trace of hope in his heart, hoping that all this is just because of Jian Lan's relationship, and Jian Menger is forced

"Presumptuous." Jian LAN snorted, just about to get angry.

"Father." Jian Menger, a beautiful girl in snow white, came slowly from the house.

"Dream." Jian Wushuang looked at it, but it was only the first glance. The only hope in Jian Wushuang's heart instantly disappeared. He noticed, and noticed the cold and unfeeling deep in Jian Menger's eyes.

Jian wushuangdun understood that Jian meng'er was not forced to do what he did today.

"Have you been lying to me?" Jian Wushuang stared at Jian meng'er and asked.

"Lie to you? No." Jian Menger shook his head, "I never promised you anything, and even if you taught me to practice swordsmanship, although I asked you to teach, I never forced you. There was a deal between you and me. I have been with you for four years, and you, teaching me swordsmanship, is very fair!"

"Is it a deal?" Jian Wushuang smiled miserably and asked, "you should know that Sansha sword was brought back by my father after he went out for a trip. That may be the only clue for me to find my father's whereabouts in the future!"

"I know." Sword dream nodded.

"You know, my biggest wish in this life is to be able to hold the Sansha sword one day to replace my father's sword Pavilion!" Jian Wushuang continued to ask.

"I also know." Jian meng'er nodded again, "but the wish belongs to the wish. For you, this wish can't be realized for a lifetime. After all, in the final analysis, you are a waste that can't even condense spiritual power."

"Waste?" Jian Wushuang couldn't help laughing at himself.

Just this morning, he practiced the great fortune formula and finally condensed his spiritual power to become a real martial artist. At the first time, he wanted to share it with jianmeng'er, but who ever thought that in the latter's eyes, he was just a waste from beginning to end? A wretch who can't even condense spiritual power?

"The sword is unparalleled. Now that it's over, you don't have to entangle anymore. The more entangled it will only appear that you are more cowardly. If you are really unwilling, then use your strength to challenge me openly. In this world, everything depends on your fist. Who's wrong with your weak strength, being used and deceived?" Jian meng'er said coldly.

"So it is? After all, am I too weak?" Jian matchless smiled faintly, but the smile was extremely miserable, "originally, I have always been a fool!"

"Haha, stupid! Stupid can!"

"I'm the biggest fool in the world!"

"It's ridiculous!"

The sword roared and looked almost crazy.

Jian LAN and Jian meng'er were watching quietly, but there was no mercy in their eyes.

What I just said, although heartless, is a fact.

This world is the law of the jungle!

Jian Wushuang laughed miserably, and at the same time, his whole mind seemed to be roared by hundreds of millions of thunder at the same time at this moment. His face had been distorted, and his eyes were extremely complex. At first, he was incredible, soon he was at a loss, and then, he was furious, even almost crazy.

But just a moment later, Jian Wushuang's laughter came straight to him. He looked up again, but his eyes gradually returned to plain.

Jian LAN and Jian meng'er noticed the change of Kung Fu at this moment, and were quite surprised.

They don't know what earth shaking changes have taken place in jianwushuang's heart in this short short film.

The original innocence and simplicity have disappeared at this moment. In this short moment, jianwushuang seems to have experienced decades of vicissitudes.

After taking a deep breath, Jian Wushuang looked at Jian meng'er again. There was no tenderness in his eyes. There was only the chill that was cold to the bone marrow. At the moment, Jian meng'er, who was stared at by Jian Wushuang, couldn't help shivering in his heart.

How cold is this look?

It's like a poisonous snake staring at its prey.

"Sword dream, you are right. Only the weak will pretend to be poor and win others' sympathy, while the strong will speak by strength, so..." the sword's unparalleled voice was cold, and the Sansha sword came out of its sheath behind him, accompanied by a trace of sword chirp.

Hiss!

The sharp blade of the sword suddenly made a blood cut on the unparalleled palm of the sword... The palm stained with blood suddenly shook it, causing a heart piercing pain. The sword has no double-sided color and is ferocious, staring at the sword dream.

"In two months, I will fight with you in the battle of sword Marquis, that is, the day you take over as the Lord of the sword Pavilion!"

"I will let everyone know that the sword Pavilion... Will always be the sword Pavilion of the sword Pavilion, the sword Pavilion of my father, and my sword Pavilion. No one else, no matter who, can touch anything!"

"I'll chop whoever just touches it!"

The blood slowly flowed down the arm to the ground, and the words of the sword were so sonorous and powerful at this moment.

"As for the three killing sword, hum..." Jian Wushuang looked at the sword of killing and cutting in his hand and smiled coldly, "if you want, here you are!"

Jian Wushuang threw the Sansha sword to Jian meng'er, and then turned around and left straight. When he was about to step out of the courtyard, Jian Wushuang took a step, and the light and immature words were spit out coldly.

"In two months, I'll find you!"

Jian meng'er frowned slightly, staring at Jian Wushuang gradually disappearing, looking a bit lonely and lonely. The Sansha sword in his hand suddenly became as heavy as a kilogram

"Hum, it's just a waste that can't even condense spiritual power. He wants to challenge Menger in two months? He'd better try to become a real martial artist in two months." Jian LAN on one side still didn't think so.

Jianmenger's eyebrows also immediately stretched out.

Yes, a waste who has not even condensed spiritual power until now, will fight with her in two months?

This is a joke!

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