Chapter 335 The Bright Moon of the Year

[Ding, capture the evildoer Yu Shangrong, reward 1000 points of merit. 】

By this time, he was no longer in a hurry.

After being hit by the body-binding spell, and without a cultivation base, where can Yu Shangrong escape?

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

Duan Xing and the others can understand that they dare not approach. After all, in front of them is the sword demon of the world, who can't match the swordsman masters.

In comparison, their Mosha Sect is a group of stinky fish and rotten shrimp.

Duan Xing swallowed his saliva and cupped his hands: "I have seen it, Senior Sword Demon!"

The others followed and bowed, not daring to move.

After Yu Shangrong landed...

Then I saw the people of Moshazong.

Surprised by the strangeness of the body-binding spell, he sat up and grabbed the longevity sword, thrust it on the ground, and supported his body... his face remained unchanged.

Yu Shangrong did not look at Duan Xing and others.

People like them don't deserve to talk to him.

Yu Shangrong took a few deep breaths and looked at the master who was slowly approaching.

The only old man in the world who made him feel powerless to resist.

Lu Zhou finally came to him... He stopped a few meters away from Yu Shangrong.

Yunzhao Woodland was extremely quiet.

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong so quietly and peacefully.

bang——

bang————

The bell of Yunzhao Nunnery broke the rare tranquility.

Luzhou had an accident.

During the few days that I lived in Yunzhao Nunnery, the morning bells and the evening drums gradually got used to this kind of sound.

The ancient wood has no trails, where is the clock in the deep mountains.

...

"Where is that scoundrel Si Wuya?" Lu Zhou finally spoke.

Yu Shangrong shook his head: "He has already left."

Seeing his dissatisfaction, Lu Zhou said:

"The old man said that you have a cultivation base... You are so capable?"

Yu Shangrong was puzzled.

I don't know what Master means.

But he didn't say anything, just remained silent.

Winning the king or defeating the bandit has been the truth since ancient times.

"Take him away." Lu Zhou waved his sleeves.

Duan Xing hurriedly bowed: "Follow your orders!"

Yu Shangrong glanced at Duan Xing and the others, and with force on his hand, stood up and said, "I can go by myself."

Duan Xing and others stepped back.

He lowered his head and dared not move forward.

He felt rejected.

But so what, even if Yu Shangrong is now a prisoner, he is not a person he can touch.

but……

To be able to witness such a peerless character being taken away by his master is a big journey in life. Perhaps, when he gets old, he can boast to others that on a certain day in a certain year, he once watched the battle on the spot. Unforgettable.

Yu Shangrong held the longevity sword in one hand, as if nothing, and held the sword in his arms.

Lu Zhou glanced at the crowd and said, "Go back to Yunzhao Nunnery first."

Yu Shangrong: "..."

Does this mean that Master and his old man have been waiting at Yunzhao Nunnery for a long time?

But if that's the case, why didn't you come out earlier and take advantage of the fisherman?

Sadly, it doesn't make any sense to think about it now.

Yu Shangrong had to follow Luzhou back to Yunzhao Nunnery.

...

After everyone leaves this area.

Deep in the dense forest of Yunzhao Woodland... Si Wuya let out a long breath.

If it wasn't for the timely discovery, this time, he might even have been planted.

He calmed down, and after his breathing gradually stabilized, he opened his mouth and said, "Pity Second Senior Brother... What should I do in the future?"

Si Wuya hurriedly shook his head, remembering the body-binding spell, and frowned.

The same method is repeated again.

This reminded him of his previous judgment - Master and his old man may have really found a way to break through the limit.

Thinking of this, Si Wuya shook his head with a wry smile: "You have to face the crime... You are obviously injured, but you have to hold on. Is this okay?"

As long as the second senior brother didn't want this face, he would have escaped this catastrophe.

perhaps……

This is life.

Yunzhaofeng, Yunzhaoan.

In the room facing Baiye Lake.

Lu Zhou came to the window sill with his hands behind his back and looked at the ruined Baiye Lake.

Yu Shangrong stood behind him, expressionless.

A moment of silence.

Only then did Lu Zhou say, "Sit down."

bang.

The Longevity Sword fell to the ground.

Under such circumstances, how could Yu Shangrong take his face into consideration and pick it up quickly.

If it is placed in normal times, how can the longevity sword fall.

His tacit understanding with the Longevity Sword has already reached perfection, and the vitality in his body will automatically gather.

Lu Zhou Fuxu glanced at the longevity sword in his arms, as if he had remembered something, and said, "You have been inducted for two hundred and seventy-five years... but still remember the first rule that the old man told you when you entered the door. What is it?"

Yu Shangrong also saw the Baiye Lake facing the windowsill.

Stunned for a moment, he replied, "It is forbidden to fight with the same door."

"Knowingly guilty?"

"My senior brother and I are just learning from each other..." Yu Shangrong said.

"Discussion?"

Lu Zhou slowly turned around, sat down on the chair next to him, looked directly at Yu Shangrong's longevity sword, and said, "If I can pass on your cultivation base and your weapon, you can take it back."

Hear this.

Yu Shangrong froze in his heart.

Can not help but grasp the longevity sword.

When he faced anyone, he was not as cautious and fearful as he is now.

It seems that in front of the master, all his pride and status have become ridiculous.

Yu Shangrong was silent.

Like a child who makes mistakes.

Lu Zhou looked at Yu Shangrong and said, "Why did you leave Motian Pavilion?"

Yu Shangrong frowned slightly, raised his eyes, and said, "You really don't remember?"

Lu Zhou remembered the missing memory, he had already figured out how to deal with it, and said calmly, "Forget it."

At least for "Luzhou", this part of the memory is indeed forgotten.

Yu Shangrong looked at the old man in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Seventh Junior Brother said that you have changed a lot... I didn't believe it at first." Yu Shangrong said.

Maybe I saw Master like this.

Yu Shangrong suddenly remembered many things from the past.

When he first entered the mountain gate, he was just a young child. Now nearly three hundred years have passed... He has become a fearsome sword demon. And his master...

But to go to the end of life.

Inevitably groaned.

"It's not important." Lu Zhou said lightly.

Yu Shangrong said: "Forget it."

"Bastard!" Lu Zhou frowned.

These two words come out.

Lu Zhou stood up with his hands behind his back.

Loud sound.

Yu Shangrong didn't think much, and immediately knelt down.

He didn't speak either.

With this shout, Lu Zhou looked directly at Yu Shangrong and said, "Don't you want to say it?"

Yu Shangrong lowered his head, looked at the ground, and said, "My disciple is for your own good. It's best to forget about this matter!"

Lu Zhou raised his hand.

A gust of wind blows past.

Snapped!

Neither light nor heavy.

Yu Shangrong didn't dodge or dodge, and tilted his head blankly...

This slap hit the cheek, burning like fire.

[Ding, punish Yu Shangrong and reward him with 300 merit points. 】

"The old man has more time..." Lu Zhou drank softly, "Come here."

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