C434 (1/2)
434 Golden and Silver Swordsmen
Murong Ying frowned.
”Dao Master Wuji is also an expert that I've obtained. His skills aren't any weaker than mine. How could he be so decisive this time and hire Shaolin and I to become his Hollow Jade Master?”
For martial artists, face was always the first priority! Although this Daoist Master Wuji had a plain character, as the Sect Leader of a large sect, he was also a person with great face. Only a Sect Leader of the Devil Sect came to find him, and he should be able to deal with it himself.
And now he had hired two experts of the same level, which was a bit out of Murong Ying's expectations.
If he was the only one invited, Murong Ying could still understand some of it.
”To be honest, our Sect Leader has been doing well these days.”
The young Martial Disciple said with some worry, ”The Elders used many pills, but none of them were able to make the Sect Leader recover.”
”Dao Master Wuji is already 130 years old …”
Murong Ying was speechless, ”Although Wu Dai has a quiet environment, you should still send him to the hospital.”
”How can an outsider go to a place like the hospital?” Moreover, our Sect Leader doesn't believe in what the barbarians of the West are doing. ”
The disciple explained, ”What's more, I, Wu Dang, also have my own infirmary, and I have an elder proficient in the art of the Yellow Elder.”
”You're quite stubborn.”
Murong Ying sighed.
Traditional Chinese medicine has the principle of Chinese medicine, Western medicine naturally also has its way of existence.
One could not blindly believe in only one thing, Murong Ying thought so.
”I hope that Dao Master Wuji will be safe and healthy.”
”Thank you for your blessings, Alliance Head Murong. He will definitely be fine.”
The two of them ordered some food, but Murong Ying was clearly not in the mood to eat.
”Alliance Head Murong, why aren't you eating anything after riding on a horse for an entire day and night?”
”I have a habit; if someone stares at me, I won't get used to it.”
”Ah... Even though the chief of the Murong Alliance is beautiful, I am not staring at you … ”
This little Daoist spoke quite sweetly, but Murong Ying looked to the side, ”I didn't say anything about you, look at me, there's someone else.”
”Are those two barbarians taking random photos?”
The little Daoist looked at the two golden-haired and blue-eyed couple on the side. The two of them were eating while taking pictures with their cameras. Obviously, they were very interested in a beauty like Murong Ying as well and frequently took care of her with their cameras.
”Just two tourists.”
Mu Rong Ying picked up the teacup, sniffed it, and took a sip. ”This tea is pretty good. Although it is a bit bitter, it has a taste of 'Good Luck from Bitterness'.”
”Eh, why would chief say that? The tea leaves of this small place are all of low quality.
”If it's not that bad, then why does the brother beside me have to hold the teacup so tightly?”
As Murong Ying said this, three tourists wearing casual clothes pulled out three steel sabers from under the table.
”The routine is really too old.”
Murong Ying sighed, ”Can't you change it to something new?”
The three swordsmen rushed towards Murong Ying. The young Martial Disciple was immediately shocked. He wanted to stand up and use his sword to fight with them!
On the other hand, Murong Ying held his hand, and the two guards behind her started to move.
The two guards looked exactly the same, except that one wore a gold earring and the other a silver one.
The two of them simultaneously extended their hands, and the great sword behind their backs whizzed out of its sheath.
The two of them pointed their fingers at the same time, and two treasured swords, one golden and one silver, flew out like lightning. In an instant, they swept past the throats of the three swordsmen.
The three swordsmen immediately fell into a pool of blood. The two foreigners were still clapping.
”Outer Regood! The performance was too exciting! ”The outer court! The outer court!”
”The Silver Gold Swordsman truly lives up to his reputation!”