Rules.

Han Muye nodded.

Under the strong emotional impact of the reunion of first love, Huang Laoliu still knows to keep the rules of the sword pavilion, and it seems that he has not been carried away by love.

And there is help.

"Brother Zhenxiong has already told me that the sword pavilion is the center of your Nine Profound Sword Sect."

"Brother Zhenxiong can win the trust of the sect and take charge of this place, of course, he can't break the rules."

Lu Qingping hurriedly spoke from the side.

In charge?

Han Muye raised his eyes to look at Huang Lao Liu.

Huang Lao Liu blinked.

Brother Liu, this cowhide is blowing a little loudly.

"Junior Sister Lu, you can't enter the sword pavilion, but Senior Brother Han has quite a bit of experience in sword selection and kendo practice. Tomorrow you go to Fangshi to buy swords and let him accompany you."

"Tomorrow I have to discuss matters with the elders in the pavilion, so I won't accompany you."

Huang Laoliu turned around, looked Lu Qingping's eyes sideways, and said lightly.

He looked at Han Muye with a pleading look in his eyes.

Lu Qingping nodded, looked at Han Muye and said, "Then there is Junior Brother Laohan."

Accompany Lu Qingping to buy a sword?

Han Mu Ye's heart moved.

Yes.

In this way, he would have the opportunity to touch the sword in Lu Qingping's hand, and from this he could find out whether Lu Qingping had a purpose to approach Huang Laoliu.

Although he didn't want to break Huang Laoliu's dream of reuniting his first love, if Lu Qingping had other goals, Han Muye would not ignore it.

"Senior Sister Lu is being polite, it's true that senior brother won't be able to leave tomorrow, otherwise his eyesight is a hundred times better than mine." Han Muye nodded and cupped his hands, "Then tomorrow I will wait for senior sister at the mountain gate."

There are no good swords in Fangshi, which is open to the outside world in Jianmen. To choose a good sword, you need to go to Fangshi two hundred miles down the mountain.

Lu Qingping nodded, then looked at Huang Lao Liu, and said softly, "Brother Zhenxiong, then I'll go back first."

Huang Laoliu grinned, thinking that he was missing his front teeth, so he hurriedly shut up.

He was standing on the stone steps, watching Lu Qingping disappear on the mountain road for a long time, still looking around.

"Sixth brother, you are about to become a stone of hope."

Having walked into the sword pavilion and turned around, Han Muye, who sat behind the long desk, said with a smile.

Huang Laoliu blushed, turned around and walked into the sword pavilion.

He leaned in front of Han Muye who was sitting on the large chair, and murmured, "Well, thank you Brother Han today for helping me convince me."

In front of Lu Qingping just now, Han Muye had given him enough face, and he even followed his bragging to help him round.

In charge of the sword pavilion?

Let the cow fly for a while.

Huang Laoliu stretched out his hand to rub his sparse hair, and muttered in a low voice, "I'm dating a lot of people, but in front of Pingmei, I feel flustered."

"Here I am, I want to elevate my identity unconsciously."

"I just thought, thought, to be a little better with her."

Huang Lao Liu lowered his head, a trace of loneliness appeared on his face.

The swordsmen of the Jiange are among those who have made ten achievements and nine deaths. Even if the salary and treatment are comparable to those of the inner sect, they are still reluctant to come to the Jiange to be a swordsman.

That Lingshi salary is earned, but spent.

A swordsman from the sword pavilion, infested by the sword energy every day, with a shriveled body, what qualifications does he have to match with an inner sect elite of Qingfengguan?

Han Muye wanted to comfort Huang Lao Liu a few words, but he didn't say anything.

Huang Lao Liu knew everything.

His current enthusiasm is the reunion with Lu Qingping.

After a while, especially when the Jiuxuan Jianmen sect meeting ended and Lu Qingping left, this matter would be over.

Besides, Qingfengguan also betrayed Jiuxuan Jianmen.

This is a doomed fate.

Han Muye shook his head slightly, raised his eyes, and saw Lu Gao with his arms full of lunch boxes sticking out his head from the door, looking around.

"Hey, what about Sister Six?"

"I specially beat the mushy meat to make sure the sixth brother's teeth can move."

Lu Gao muttered in a low voice with some regret.

Huang Lao Liu turned his head, glared and gritted his teeth, "I want to eat bones."

Han Muye laughed so hard that he almost fell off the chair.

The three sat around the small wooden table at the door. Huang Lao Liu had a good appetite and concentrated on dealing with the big meat. Lu Gao whispered some news he heard in the dining hall.

"In the past few days, there have been a lot of visits to the sect, and most of them are arranged to have dinner with the disciples of the outer sect in the dining hall of the outer sect."

"Many of these people have some criticisms."

Lu Gao's criticisms are nice.

When you come to a party, you will only be treated with the outer door. If people don't scold their mother, they will be well behaved.

It's just that since the Nine Profound Swordsmen recruited people, why did they wait so slowly?

"Hmph, what's wrong with eating and lodging at the same place as the outer disciples?"

Huang Laoliu finally came out empty, and snorted coldly, "Jiu Xuan Jianmen is one of the nine factions in the Western Border. It's already saving face that they don't allow them to pay for their own food and accommodation."

"Cough, sixth brother, they paid for it out of their own pockets." Lu Gao coughed lightly.

He paid for it out of his own pocket, and only arranged for the same room and board as the outer sect disciples.

Han Muye narrowed his eyes slightly.

It seems that this time there will be no good meeting?

"The last time the Nine Profound Sword Sect shocked the Quartet was the battle at Lie Yao Valley twelve years ago."

"It seems that Jianmen is going to do something."

Huang Laoliu shook his head and reached out to the big meat again.

"I guess we're going to be busy too."

"In a short time, a batch of swords will be sent back."

Send the sword back?

Han Muye was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood.

It wasn't that the disciple fell and the sword was sent back.

It is to break down the door to destroy the enemy, seize the sword, and store it in the sword pavilion.

This time, Jianmen wanted to use the Three Qin Sword Sect to kill chickens and set an example.

I just don't know if Mo Yuan can make any contribution in this battle.

In the afternoon, Huang Laoliu was sleeping on the long desk, and Lu Gao was sleeping by the door of Jiange.

Only Han Muye wiped the long sword with a sackcloth in the sword pavilion.

While wiping the sword, he collected the sword qi, and then absorbed the sword qi into his body by the way.

This is sour, painful and happy.

"Jange rules, bathing and changing-"

"Get out of the way."

Lu Gao's long howl at the door was interrupted directly.

Han Muye frowned, put the long sword back in his hand, and walked to the gate of the Jiange pavilion.

Over there, a tall young man wearing a white inner disciple's robe stood in front of the long desk with a cold face.

Huang Laoliu, who was sitting behind the long desk, held a yellow scroll in his hand~www.wuxiahere.com~ and slowly flipped through it.

"Is it clear?"

"I exchanged the sword weapon with the record of the completion of the sect mission, can this matter be faked?"

The tall young man spoke in a cold voice, turned his head to see Han Muye approaching, pointed at him and said, "You are younger, hurry up and help the old man read out the records in the task book."

"My old eyes are dim, and I'm still a sword watcher, so I guess I won't live long."

The young man's words were vicious and indifferent, as if the sword watcher was not the same as the swordsman, and life and death were like ants.

Huang Laoliu's expression didn't change, he just walked with his fingers on the task book.

"Inner sect disciple, Luo Tian, ​​has completed the sect exploration mission and accumulated 30 sect meritorious deeds, which can be exchanged for vouchers and sect mission rewards."

"Luo Tian, ​​your exploration mission was completed a year ago, why did you exchange it now?"

"Our sword pavilion rules, task exchange, within a year, your task book will expire."

Luo Tian?

The guy who practiced swordsmanship and cut off his sword?

The last time he asked someone to exchange swords and was rejected by Han Muye, this time, is he going to exchange the swords for the mission merits?

Han Muye's eyes swept to this Luo Tian, ​​and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

After staying in the sword pavilion for a long time, he is friendly with the swords in the sword pavilion.

He didn't want to hand over the sword here to someone like Luo Tian who didn't cherish swords.

Hearing Huang Laoliu's words, Luo Tian sneered: "Last time Song Cheng said that the swordsmen in the sword pavilion seemed to be deliberately targeting me, I still don't believe it."

"It turns out, there really is such a thing."

He stretched out his hand and took out something from his arms, and slapped it on the long case with a "pop".

"Today's sword, I changed it."

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