Qiao's head was different, and the whole audience shivered.
The sound of sucking the air conditioner came one after another, and all the fear eyes gathered on the strange sword of guying sword.
"You..."
The elder is lonely and far away. His old face is very stiff.
Killing Qiao has touched his bottom line.
However, he still suppressed his emotions and looked directly at guying sword and said, "today's master is you.
It's natural to give priority to victory.
This situation was unexpected to anyone before.
In the distance, Gu Xiang regretted breaking her heart when she thought of the neglect of Gu Ying sword over the years.
However, just as everyone was ready to kneel down to meet the new patriarch
Gu Yingjian unexpectedly stepped forward and suddenly burst out in the face of the elder's expectation.
"I don't want it!"
"What did you say --"
The eldest brother was stunned, and the whole Martial Arts Hall fell into silence.
He doesn't want to be the leader of the sect after the dust has settled?
Facing the eyes full of surprise and anger, guying sword clenched her fist, and blood splashed down the heart of her fist.
He doesn't care about the position of shit patriarch.
"I'm here today to get justice for my father!"
Guying sword angrily roared with thunder, which made the four seats retreat, and the whole audience was shocked.
No one expected that the thirteen losers who were bullied and humiliated in ordinary days could fight an amazing war today on the big day of selecting the patriarch.
What's more incredible is the blue ancient sword in his hand now
……
Gu Chengyuan, as the elder protector of the clan, was a hot old man. Yu Guang stopped on the blue strange sword for a short time and smiled: "Qiao's mother and son killed your father regardless of friendship in order to compete for the position of patriarch. I've already found out. I originally planned to execute Qiao's family and bury the thirteen younger brothers. Unexpectedly, you stabbed your enemy. It's really gratifying!"
"Great pleasure? Is that true?"
Facing the words of the elder, Gu Yingjian's childish and beautiful face is indifferent.
"What do you mean?"
Hearing this tone, the elder Xue frowned.
The color of poison and resentment flashed away in his narrowed eyes.
"Nothing..."
The cold wind rolled a few fallen leaves and passed by guying sword. He stubbornly shook his fist as if he were hesitating about something.
In his opinion, I'm afraid the elder has something to do with it.
But what should he do without evidence.
Gu Yingjian was silent.
The elder also fell into meditation.
Originally, he wanted to cultivate guying sword as his puppet and continue to control Shuiyue sect.
But the boy's tone of voice obviously made him feel an inexplicable threat.
His eyes turned, and the elder suddenly showed a kind smile.
"Good nephew, you won Gu Xiuyang today. According to the rules, you should be the next leader of Shuiyue sect, but today..."
"As I said, I don't want to be the leader."
Without waiting for the elder to say goodbye, Gu Yingjian suddenly interrupted him.
Under the stunned eyes of the people, Gu Yingjian stepped forward, He hugged the elder at random: "elder, you should know that the position of the leader of Shuiyue sect has been inherited by the old leader in all dynasties. Although grandpa has not returned yet, he is still our leader. I hope you can think about the future of the sect and send more people to find him. The old man will come back. Only when he is here, can Shuiyue sect really deserve the name of the five immortal sects!"
Sonorous words express a position.
decade.
His grandfather was lonely and disappeared for ten years!
Even if everyone forgot Grandpa, he would never forget guying sword!
"OK... It's true that we value love and righteousness. It's worthy of being my lonely man!"
The elder smiled coldly and gave him a thumbs up.
This hypocritical face is extremely ugly, which really makes guying sword sick.
The elder is an ambitious man. As long as the old patriarch doesn't return for a day, he can cover the sky with one hand.
Although Gu Ying Jian is young, he has tempered his extraordinary mind far better than children of the same age in so many years of forbearance.
How could he not have known the elder's thoughts.
In the eyes of the public, guying sword seemed unheard of, and her indifferent eyes had no emotion.
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
Without waiting for the elder to say anything, he suddenly turned around and walked outside the challenge arena.
The dark blue sword, as if it had been born on his arm, swung with it, and the people present were very surprised.
……
The road down the mountain of Shuiyue sect is paved by spiritual stones that have been precipitated for thousands of years. It is as smooth as a mirror during the day and as bright as a pearl at night.
Gu Yingjian walked indifferently on the hillside. There were mountains in the distance, with extraordinary aura. There were four Hongqiao bridges and groups of cranes.
"Why don't you inherit the throne?"
At this time, the seven Huangluo rainbow turned into a girl of empty valley Youlan again, with a curious face following behind him.
She clearly hates humans.
But somehow, the young man in front of her is very different in her eyes
"Not interested."
Gu Ying sword said faintly.
"Oh."
Qihuang Luohong seemed to be not good at talking. Daimeng's little face was not in any mood. He followed guying sword all the way down the mountain.
After walking for almost half an hour, they finally came to a suburban forest.
Lush tree shadows stand on both sides.
The spacious official road in the center extends to the end of the horizon, and the heat steams in the strong sun.
"Let's go. Go thirty miles down this road and you'll reach Qingshan town. Then you can find a boatman and leave here."
Gu Ying Jian raised his hand and pointed out the direction to Qihuang Luohong.
Such a treasure will attract tigers and wolves.
Sending her away earlier is also good for her.
"Do you really want me to go?"
Qihuang Luohong was very surprised and looked at the beautiful face of guying sword.