Shushan Sword Immortal Clashes into Douluo

The concierge's sudden change of expression really made Murong Yu secretly dumbfounded.

The middle-aged man called "Master" just glanced sideways at the concierge, ignored him, and said to the old man: "Old sir, can you show me the certificate from Wuhun Palace?"

The old man was still aware of his words and quickly handed over the certificate in his hand.

Murong Yu's eyes always fell on the boy, because when the guard fell to the ground just now, he noticed that the boy's left hand was caressing the sleeve of his right hand, and there seemed to be something hidden there.

After he took a closer look, he found that the thing the boy had hidden in his sleeve was actually a sleeve arrow, and the safety on the sleeve arrow had been opened.

If the middle-aged man in front of me had arrived a step later, maybe there would have been a short arrow in the porter's throat.

Murong Yu secretly shook his head. Although what the concierge did was indeed excessive, it was not enough to cost him his life. But the boy wanted to kill him because of this. This move was indeed a bit vicious.

Murong Yu's good impression of this boy was instantly gone.

This boy, at such a young age, is so careless about human life. No matter how talented he is, he will be reduced to inferior status.

However, he didn't know that this "young" boy was actually more than twice his age, and if he knew about this boy's origin, he would probably be even more disgusted with him...

After the master took the certificate and looked at it, his eyes turned to the boy and looked him up and down.

After the master's eyes lingered on the boy for a while, he asked: "My child, your name is Tang San, right?"

The boy named Tang San nodded.

The master's eyes couldn't help but light up slightly, and he said to the old man: "It's proven to be true, old sir. I apologize to you on behalf of the college for what happened just now. Leave this child to me."

A figure who was at least a soul master apologized to him. The old man's vanity seemed to be greatly satisfied. He hurriedly waved his hands and said: "No need to apologize, no need to apologize. We are not good either. Master, then this child will trouble you."

Come on. Mistress, you can follow the master in, but you must be obedient."

Tang San nodded, but didn't speak.

The master glanced at the concierge lightly and said, "This is the first and last time. If you do it again, you don't need to stay." His voice was hoarse and calm, but there was something irrefutable about it.

a feeling of.

The concierge was sweating from behind, and he quickly stepped aside in response.

The master looked back and said, "This little girl should also be a student of the academy, right?"

Only then did Tang San notice Murong Yu and Xiao Wu standing behind them.

When he saw the cute and charming Xiao Wu, he couldn't help but cast his gaze away and look at her secretly.

But most of his attention was attracted by Murong Yu.

Because the Murong Yu in front of him actually gave him the same feeling as when facing those elders of the Tang Sect, that kind of detachment from a master of cultivation, and his simple and ordinary actions seemed to contain great secrets.

However, when he looked over again, the other person seemed to have become ordinary.

Without that sense of existence that is difficult to ignore, it is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary, without any outstanding points.

Tang San glanced deeply at Murong Yu, as if trying to recall that feeling, but to no avail, as if it was just an accidental illusion.

Murong Yu walked forward with Xiao Wu and nodded to the master, "Yes, I will bring my sister here to handle the admission procedures for work-study students."

After Murong Yu walked to Tang San, Tang San immediately noticed the long sword box on Murong Yu's back, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

In his previous life, Tang San was an outer disciple of the Tang Sect in Sichuan. He devoted his life to the study of hidden weapons. With his eyesight, he could naturally see that the long sword box on Murong Yu's back was actually made of the best "Han Yue Bing Soul"

Made!

Hanyue Ice Soul is a precious material unique to Kunlun Mountain. The "Ice Soul Needle" ranked fourth among the hidden weapons of the Tang Sect's inner sect is made of this material.

Such a fine piece of Hanyue Ice Soul was actually used to make a flashy decoration like a sword box. It was simply a waste of natural resources!

Murong Yu naturally couldn't hear what Tang San was thinking, and even if he knew, he would probably just laugh it off.

For those sword immortals who are proficient in sword making and raising swords, Hanyue Ice Soul is not only the best sword-making material, but also an excellent treasure for keeping swords.

This cold jade sword box made of cold moon ice soul is used to nourish the sword contained in it with spiritual energy, preventing external turbid air from contaminating the sword energy of the sword. At the same time, it can also store the sword energy in it and release it to hurt the sword when necessary.

enemy.

But the Tang Sect used the Han Yue Ice Soul to create some kind of Ice Soul Needle. It was simply overkill and underutilized, which made people laugh!

The master suddenly said: "This little brother, can you let me see the Wuhun Palace certificate in your hand?"

Murong Yu handed over the certificate. This certificate was brought by Xiao Wu's mother to Notting City to apply for it, so naturally it would not be fake.

The master took the certificate and his eyes narrowed slightly when he saw what was written on it.

Another innate soul with full soul power? And the martial soul is still a soft-bone rabbit?

The master looked at Xiao Wu, but found that Murong Yu next to him was also looking at him, and he felt a sense of scrutiny in his eyes.

After the master met Murong Yu's eyes, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming from him, which directly made him breathe quickly. He had to look away in embarrassment and said to Murong Yu: "Meeting is fate, this person

If you can trust me, little brother, you can let this little dancing girl follow me and Tang San into the academy, and I will help them with the admission procedures."

Xiao Wu pouted, shook Murong Yu's hand and said, "No, I want to go in with my brother!"

"Thank you Master for your kindness, but we won't bother Master with this little matter." Murong Yu also noticed that this master seemed to have some small thoughts. Xiao Wu was not very experienced in the world, so Murong Yu decided to be more cautious.

The master frowned slightly, obviously unhappy with this, but he was good at cultivating qi and did not lose his composure. "In that case, I won't bother you. If there is anything in the academy, I can help."

Yes, you can come to the principal's office to find me."

As he said that, the master lowered his head to look at Tang San, forcing a smile on his face. The muscles on his face seemed a little stiff, and the way he smiled was a bit unflattering.

I saw the master holding Tang San's hand and saying: "Let's go in."

Tang San had a good impression of the master at this time, so he followed him into the academy.

"Xiao Wu, let's go in too." Murong Yu reached out and took Xiao Wu's soft little hand, and together they walked into the academy in front of them.