Fantasy: Please don’t rob me of my chance

“You want me to join you? Turn in a quarter of the harvest? ”

Gu Xuan blinked, wondering if he had misheard.

“That’s right.”

This disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, whose cultivation was only innate seven-fold, stood in front of Gu Xuan, and said with a high spirit: “A quarter is still for your good strength, and the average person turns in one-third or even half…”

Gu Xuan shook his head and politely refused: “No need, I’ve always been a loner.” ”

The disciple’s brows furrowed, and he persuaded: “You’d better think clearly, you are walking alone in the small cold realm, even if you find the elixir, you may not be able to keep it.” If you run into someone from the North Snow Faction, you will definitely be looted.

But with the protection of Senior Brother Lu Jiang, it is different, not only will we not be robbed, we can also rob others… It seems that you have to turn in the elixir, but it may actually be much more than you can find out on your own. ”

Gu Xuan smiled slightly, glanced at a certain congenital ten-weight youth in the team in front of him, and said, “I can’t keep it myself, can I keep it by following him?” ”

“You…”

The disciple was so angry that he couldn’t speak.

At this time, Lu Jiang, who was watching coldly, spoke.

“Forget it, since you don’t want to, you don’t have to force it..”

Lu Jiang looked at Gu Xuan and said lightly, “I just hope that you won’t regret it when you meet a disciple of the Beixue Sect in the future.” ”

Saying that, Lu Jiang took a group of disciples and flicked his sleeves away.

Gu Xuan’s heart was thinking about the chance line, and it was not good to leave directly, so he hung far behind them.

…

“This kid is so arrogant, it’s just no one in sight!”

“Yes, even Senior Brother Lu Jiang doesn’t put it in his eyes, who does he think he is.”

“If it weren’t for the same class, I would have taught him a good lesson.”

Separated from Gu Xuan, a group of disciples were still counting Gu Xuan’s in righteous indignation.

Lu Jiang listened to the discussion of his disciples, and spoke: “This person has reached the innate eightfold at a young age, and this qualification is considered good, a few points stronger than me. Genius, it’s normal to be a little arrogant.

But…”

Lu Jiang suddenly changed his tone and sneered: “I don’t know if his strength can support this arrogance.” Huh..”

The disciples under him nodded and agreed: “This kid has not encountered the master of the Beixue Sect now, naturally arrogant and boundless, and when he suffers a loss, maybe he will run back and cry and cry to hug Senior Brother Lu Jiang’s thigh.” ”

“Haha, that’s right.”

“Most likely.”

The group seemed to have seen the scene where Gu Xuan was forced to come back to ask for their help and begged to join, laughing one by one, so unhappy.

Only Li Cong was silent, and he didn’t know what he was thinking.

Suddenly, at this time, a disciple in charge of exploring the road hurriedly ran back and reported with a nervous expression: “Senior Brother Lu Jiang, the traces of the disciples of the Beixue Sect were found earlier. ”

When Lu Jiang heard this, his expression was slightly solemn, and he asked in a deep voice: “How many people?” What strength? ”

The pathfinder replied, “There is only one, but… I can’t see the strength clearly. ”

One?

The Spirit Sword Sect disciples’ eyes immediately lit up when they heard this.

“Alone, that’s not meat sent to the door. Just grab him and forget it! ”

“That is, no matter how strong a person is, how strong can he be. And we still have Senior Brother Lu Jiang here.” ”

“Rob him!”

Hearing that there was only one person, Lu Jiang also relaxed and nodded: “Leaning over and finding an opportunity to snatch him.” ”

“Yes.”

The disciples looked excited, and they couldn’t wait to quickly lean in the direction of the incoming people.

Not long after, a figure appeared in their field of vision.

It was a young man with a grim expression, holding a long knife in his hands, giving people a sense of indifference and killing while walking.

When Lu Jiang saw this person, his heart suddenly tightened.

He felt an extremely dangerous aura from the young man in front of him.

“Go! Hurry up and evacuate! ”

Lu Jiang suddenly spoke, looking like a great enemy, beckoning everyone to retreat.

The disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who were still eager to try it just now were suddenly stunned.

What does that mean?

Doesn’t it mean that it is good to rob each other?

How do you see that people are running away again?!

But seeing that Lu Jiang’s expression was nervous, the disciples had to obediently obey, but it was too late.

“Want to go?!”

The young swordsman snorted coldly, and his figure disappeared instantly.

In a few blinks, he came to everyone.

The long knife he was holding had reached his hand at some point, and he slashed down.

In an instant, a gust of snow rose on the ground for no reason.

Countless fine ice chips sprang up, splashing on the faces of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect, directly leaving tiny blood spots that were stinging.

At the same time, a white sword light several feet long stretched out from the wind and snow, wrapped in terrifying power, and quickly cut down.

“What kind of knife technique is this?!”

A Spirit Sword Sect disciple shouted in despair with a face full of fear.

Everyone’s eyes widened, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

Under such a terrifying knife light, they couldn’t even resist, they couldn’t even try to escape.

At this time, a sword light suddenly appeared, meeting the terrifying white sword light.

“Click-”

The crisp sound of gold and iron.

The sword light only lasted a few short breaths under the sword light before it shattered.

Immediately, a figure also flew out upside down like a rag doll, vomiting blood and falling to the ground.

After the wind and snow dispersed, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who had escaped from death saw that it was Lu Jiang who had blocked this sword for them just now.

However, Lu Jiang’s situation at this time is not very good.

His eyes were blank, his face was like gold paper, and his chest was completely stained red with blood.

Apparently seriously injured.

Lu Jiang stood up with difficulty, his eyes were full of a trace of shock, and he said in a bitter tone: “The knife comes out of the wind and snow, you are the third ‘wind and snow knife’ Li Hanshan of the inner gate of the Beixue Sect!” ”

In an instant, the bodies of the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect who heard this name all involuntarily trembled slightly, and their faces showed a thick look of horror.