Outrageous! The host took out an S item in the novice world?

Chapter 109 I'm Just an Ordinary Master 27

Elder Lu of Dao Sect was very anxious.

He was not only anxious, but also a little panicked.

He certainly wouldn't want to watch his own sect's talented young talent being snatched away by someone else.

But his thoughts didn't seem to be very important, because he couldn't beat the senior in red.

The first two demon cultivators who were not liked by the seniors have now turned into two handfuls of ashes and returned to heaven and earth.

Just as Elder Lu’s mind was racing, he was trying to secretly send a message to the sect.

His little friend, a sword cultivator from the Dingtian Sword Sect who was always honest and never cared about the occasion or the person he was talking to, spoke.

The cool and handsome Elder Long Yan took a step forward and stared at Zhu Yin with cold eyes: "No!"

Elder Lu's heart immediately skipped a beat.

He looked at the lady in red with fear, afraid that she would suddenly smile, and then Long Yan would shatter into powder with a "bang".

Fortunately, this senior seems to be in a good mood today.

She looked at Long Yan strangely: "Oh? Are you refuting me?"

As invisible pressure was exerted on his body, veins bulged on Long Yan's sword-holding hand, but his expression did not change at all.

He stated: "Yunxi was born with a sword bone. There is no place in the world more suitable for her than Dingtian Sword Sect."

At this time, he saw Elder Lu's expression, as if he finally realized that he was talking to an old monster who might have lived for who knows how many years.

So he lowered his head slightly, showing weakness: "Even if you are as strong as you are, you can't go further than us in the way of swordsmanship."

Showing weakness, but not completely.

Elder Lu almost wanted to cover his face.

Unexpectedly, the lady in red did not take her life.

She reached out and held Yunxi's wrist.

Yunxi only felt that the fingers touching her were like a piece of ice, which made her shiver.

"You are really born with a sword bone."

Zhu Yin nodded and let her go: "Okay, I'm not an unreasonable person. Since you cherish this natural sword bone, I will return it to you."

She nodded at Yunlie: "I'll take this away."

Elder Lu widened his eyes and said subconsciously: "Senior..."

Zhu Yin turned around and said with a half-smile: "Hmm? You have an opinion too?"

A pair of dark eyes fell on him, and the air around Elder Lu seemed to stagnate. He opened his mouth and found that he could not speak at all.

"..."

Zhu Yin nodded with satisfaction: "If you don't say anything, I will assume that you have no opinion."

Elder Lu: “…” You should let me speak!

As if his voice was heard, the next second, the stagnant air began to circulate again.

Elder Lu found that his voice belonged to him again and opened his mouth: "Senior——"

Zhu Yin said softly, "I picked my favorite flowers, and I'm in a good mood. But there is a limit to how good my mood can be."

"Now, I don't want to hear anything that makes me unhappy."

Elder Lu sensed the murderous intent.

He was sure that if he dared to refuse again, the moody senior in front of him would definitely ask him to accompany the two demon cultivators.

He took a deep breath and insisted, "Senior, Yun Lie was once a disciple of our Dao Sect. Since we accepted him as a disciple, we should be responsible for him. I would like to ask you, what is your honorific title? How do you plan to teach him in the future?"

Zhu Yin raised an eyebrow. She didn't expect that the people of Dao Sect were more dignified than she thought.

She chuckled and shook her head, the golden bell on her wrist rang: "Who said I was going to take in a disciple? I don't have that much patience. I have a friend who made her angry not long ago, so I plan to give her a good disciple to calm her down."

Elder Lu: “…”

Seeing that he looked aggrieved, as if he had a lot of opinions but didn't dare to speak up, Zhu Yin seemed to find it very interesting.

She smiled even more happily: "What's with that expression on your face? My good friend, in the Gui Xiu sect, considers herself second best, but no one dares to claim to be first. Would it be an insult to this boy to become her disciple?"

No one noticed that Yun Lie, who had his head lowered, suddenly had a strong glow in his eyes when he heard these words.

The lady in red seemed impatient and waved her hand: "No more nonsense, I'm taking the person away."

She waved her hand casually, and a crack was cut in the void. A black mist wrapped up Yun Lie, and the two of them disappeared in front of everyone in a dignified manner.

Elder Lu watched this scene with red eyes and clenched teeth.

When the space crack completely disappeared, he turned his head to look at the others beside him and whispered, "I am sorry for him."

He looked sad, and although his appearance hadn't changed, his energy and spirit had dropped dramatically in an instant, and he looked much older.

He thought that he was still no match for Long Yan.

Facing such might, Long Yan dared to stand up and speak out in rebuttal. But when his disciples needed him... he retreated.

Long Yan glanced at him coldly. Since his expression was always the same, it was difficult for Elder Lu to tell whether he was despising him or not.

Long Yan said calmly: "If I were you, I wouldn't waste my time on meaningless lamentations."

"One, notify the sect's ancestors and get the person back; two, practice hard and get the person back yourself."

He paused and added, "The second one seems to have little hope. I suggest you send a message to Dao Zong immediately."

Elder Lu: “…”

The Lord of Gongyi City and Yunxi, who were listening silently nearby, cast complicated looks at Long Yan.

Sure enough, the rumors were true.

Sword cultivators can do more than just kill people with swords.

Their words can kill people and destroy their hearts!

.

Rough words are not rough.

Elder Lu was furious, but he still listened to Elder Long and sent a message to the sect.

As expected, when the news got back, Dao Zong was furious.

Zhuyin saw the young man with feather crown and white hair again.

She said in her heart what a coincidence, but of course the other party didn't recognize her in this form.

The young man probably also felt that Dao Zong’s recent luck was not very good as he had encountered two hidden masters of the same realm with strange tempers in a short period of time.

The white-haired young man: "Sir, why did you rob my Dao Sect disciple?"

Zhu Yin was very frank: "Because I don't have any disciples of my own."

"..."

The white-haired young man fell into a strange silence, and felt that this sense of righteous sincerity was somewhat familiar.

Until he saw the space around him being torn apart, and a familiar figure in a gray cloak appeared next to the girl in red.

The lady in red saw her and smiled happily: "Look at me, I've snatched a good disciple seedling for you!"

White-haired young man: “…”

Oh, no wonder it looks so familiar.