Chapter 483

"Sister Siyin, you...how can you say that to me?"

The girl Bai Yun looked at the blue-clothed woman, her delicate smiling face flushed red. The voice of anger trembled, but she was weak, but she didn't know how to fight back. "Shut up for me, this kid's identity has not yet been defined, maybe he is the evil slave who ran away from the master, and he didn't know what trouble he would get into if he rescued him rashly. That's all, after this kid wakes up, don't you? Come and inform me, but take him to sneak out, what happened, you take care

up? "

The woman named Si Yin raised her brows and scolded coldly.

The words were mean and unreasonable, domineering and domineering, and did not give Bai Yun a chance to refute.

"Lu Siyin, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, Brother Lin is definitely not a bad person." Bai Yun said with a blushing little face and bit her lip.

"Haha, Bai Yun. Did you see the mark between the eyebrows? Not only in Youzhou, but also in other states in the ancient South China region. They will brand their sword slaves with this mark."

Beside the blue-clothed woman, a black-clothed young man ingratiated Lu Siyin and said with a sneer, "Boy, I'm right."

Lin Yun was thoughtful, no wonder those people saw their faces strange and disdainful before.

It turned out that he saw the mark between his eyebrows and regarded him as a sword slave.

"Senior Brother Lengfeng, why are you like this... Even if you are a sword slave, can't the sword slave be a good person?"

Bai Yun said aggrievedly.

"What do you know, girl, what a fool, if a good person was injured, how did he get hurt? For no reason, would someone hurt him? At first glance, the master was fleeing, and he was attacked with such a heavy hand, and he was immediately abolished. It's gone, little swordsman, am I right?"

Lu Siyin raised his brows, stared at Lin Yun coldly, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Yes or no, I don't want to argue with you, what I want to say is that the sword in your hand is mine."

Lin Yun looked indifferent and said lightly.

"Joke, you are a mere sword slave, how could you have this sword! Take a step back, even if it is yours, are you still qualified to have it now? Don't you know that you are already a waste person?"

Disdain flashed in Lu Siyin's eyes, and he let out a harsh sneer.

The group of young disciples following him also sneered and looked bad.

"This sword slave is really ignorant. I waited to save his life. There is no thank you. If it were me, I would definitely take the initiative to give this sword to Senior Sister Lu. There is no reason to get it back."

"Hmph, this sword is very precious. It is a mysterious weapon of grass and trees, with a natural spirit pattern and a rhythm of Taoism. He must have stolen it."

"Since it was stolen, it is only natural for Senior Sister Lu to borrow it now and return it to her true master in the future."

A group of chattering, no intention of returning the sword to Lin Yun, and even slandered that he stole it.

"You, how can you do this!"

The girl Bai Yunqi's face was flushed, she never expected that her senior sister would be so shameless.

"Senior Sister Lu, I look at this sword slave, and I'm afraid I can't see the situation clearly. I'd better lock him up first, and then make a decision after finding out his details."

The disciple named Leng Feng flashed the intent of obliteration in his eyes and stared at Lin Yun.

"That's what I mean, let's do it. Just a sword slave, you dare to be arrogant with me, I don't know whether to live or die."

Lu Siyin said coldly with an expressionless face.

"you dare!"

Bai Yun looked anxious, reached out to stop Lin Yun, and prevented Leng Feng from approaching.

"Junior Sister Bai, I've offended you..."

Leng Feng didn't mean to stop there, how could he give up on this rare opportunity to please Lu Siyin.

"A disciple of the dignified Tianfu Academy, reduced to such a level, shot at a seriously injured person?"

At this moment, a woman in a lavender dress from a distance came over.

The appearance of this woman is much more delicate than that of Lu Siyin. There is not much expression on the pretty face, and anger flashes between her brows.

Its status seems to be quite high. As soon as he came forward, the disciple named Leng Feng immediately restrained a lot.

He quickly bowed his hands to apologize, and even Lu Siyin's face changed, and his arrogance suddenly disappeared.

"Brother Lin is all right, this is our senior sister Liu Yunyan, and she took care of your injury..." Bai Yun, who was puffed up, saw the purple-clothed woman appear, and a soft smile appeared on her face.

Lin Yun thought about it, the woman in front of him was indeed amazing.

He could clearly sense that the other party had reached the realm of the Purple Mansion, and he should have a small cultivation of the Yin Profound Realm. The strength is obviously much stronger than the others present.

But what kind of power is the Tianfu Academy in her mouth.

These people on board, if there is no accident, should all be disciples of Tianfu Academy.

"Elder Sister..."

Seeing Bai Yun running towards him, there was a cold woman in purple with a soft expression on her face. After listening to Bai Yun's words, her eyes fell on Lin Yun, not much disgust, and of course not the slightest closeness.

He nodded, then looked at Lu Siyin and said, "Siyin, is what Xiaoyun said true? Does the sword in your hand really belong to him?"

"This sword was indeed taken out from the sword box behind him, but it may not necessarily belong to him. Besides, Senior Sister, you also know that this person is already useless, even if his sword is left on him. , it's useless."

In front of Liu Yunyan, Si Xueyi's posture was very low.

Liu Yunyan thoughtfully and said softly, "Do you like it?"

"Well, Si Yin really likes this sword, and I also ask Senior Sister to fulfill it."

Lu Siyin looked up, with a look of hope in his eyes.

She is very aware of her senior sister, as long as it is not too much, this senior sister will definitely favor the disciples of her sect.

Moreover, the other party is indeed a waste.

"Your name is Lin Yun, right?"

Liu Yunyan looked at Lin Yun and said softly.

"it's me."

Lin Yun pondered in his heart, looking at his appearance, it seemed that he did not intend to hand over the sword.

"This sword, I want to buy it."

Liu Yunyan said softly, "I hope you can agree."

"What if I don't agree?"

Lin Yun said with a faint smile.

A look of surprise flashed in Liu Yunyan's eyes, obviously not expecting that the other party would dare to speak to her in such a tone.

But she has never been easily angered, and said calmly: "Your Excellency, although you are a sword slave, you can have this cultivation level at a young age. I am afraid that you have a good talent. But..." After a pause, Liu Yunyan's face flashed. With a look of sympathy, he said solemnly: "Your Excellency may not know that the injury you suffered is much more serious than you imagined. Suffered severe burns.

It will be extremely painful, and it is almost impossible to heal completely. You...are already a wretch. "

Some couldn't bear it, but Liu Yunyan still told the truth truthfully.

She was the one who healed the other party's injuries. However, the only thing she healed was Lin Yun's internal organs and flesh wounds, and her profound veins were so shocking that she had nothing to do.

Even the disciples of Tianfu Academy were almost half-crippled after being so seriously injured.

Out of the real evildoer, the academy will spend a lot of money to restore it.

As for Lin Yun, a swordsman slave with no background, he was hit hard by this and is destined to be abolished in this life.

"Your Excellency thinks that I'm already a waste, so it's useless to bury the foil. It's better to be a good person, right?"

Lin Yun heard the meaning of the other party's words.

However, he did not expect that the seven profound veins, which he reluctantly thought were still intact, were almost half useless in the eyes of the other party, which was somewhat interesting.

The other party was afraid that he would never have imagined that even those three profound veins that she seemed to have abolished.

As for Lin Yun, it was only a matter of time before he recovered from the Dragon Elephant Fighting Body.

"What if my cultivation can be restored?"

Lin Yun asked in a deep voice.

"Really? Your Excellency, you are really joking. If your cultivation base can be restored, I will naturally not be hard on others. But let's talk about it when your cultivation base is restored. This sword will be kept for you by Si Yin for the time being. As compensation, you If you want, I can give you a place to stay in the academy."

A little anger flashed in Liu Yunyan's eyes, obviously, she thought that Lin Yun was a little overbearing.

Lin Yun smiled bitterly in his heart, a little helpless.

Right now, he has just woken up and his strength has not recovered. If you want to do it, you are also powerless, so let's endure it for now.

He didn't bother about this topic, and pondered: "My storage bag is also in her hands. Do you think it should be handed over to her for safekeeping?"

Liu Yunyan frowned slightly, looked at Lu Siyin and said, "What he said is the truth."

"It's in my hands, but I didn't touch his storage bag, and I'm not interested in a sword slave's storage bag, but it's only temporarily collected."

As Lu Siyin spoke, he took out Lin Yun's storage bag.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she said with a smile, "Senior sister, this sword slave cares so much about the storage bag that he might steal his master's treasure. Would you like to open it for inspection?"

"Don't say a few words."

Liu Yunyan glared at her and scolded angrily.

"Oh."

Lu Siyin hurriedly lowered her head, but she was a little too proud and forgot her senior sister's temper.

"Hey, give it to you, I don't care about your sword slave's stuff."

The storage bag crossed an arc in the air and was thrown heavily by it.

Lin Yun picked it up casually, held the storage bag, took a deep look at the other party, and pondered: "I hope you will remember what you said."

The voice fell, ignoring the other party, turning around and leaving.

"This guy. I'm still not convinced, Senior Sister Liu, you are too kind to him."

Cold sealing aside, he said angrily.

"How do I do things, do I need you to teach me?"

Liu Yunyan gave him a cold look, and then said to Lu Siyin, "Jian, let me see."

"Um."

Lu Siyin stepped forward and handed over the sword.

Clang!

The sword was drawn out of its sheath, and the body of the sword was like a stream of autumn water, overflowing with light. The heavy sword body has naturally formed spiritual patterns, which imply Dao rhythm.

A strange color flashed in Liu Yunyan's eyes, and he looked up at the direction where Lin Yun was leaving.

"A funeral flower?"

No wonder, this Lu Siyin likes this sword, it is indeed a good sword.

Whoosh!

Putting the sword back into its sheath, Liu Yunyan handed it to the other party, and said in deep thought, "If the other party's cultivation level really recovers, remember to return the sword to someone else."

"Senior sister is joking, he's just a waste, I don't believe he still has a chance to regain his strength."

Lu Siyin didn't care and sneered softly. What a joke, since this sword is in her hands, it is impossible to let it go.