Hmmmm?
There must be a big problem!
Hearing the conversation between Jiang Deng and Xiao Chen, everyone's curiosity was immediately aroused.
Now the crisis of the sword disk collapsing has been resolved, and the Sword Master and the ghost cultivator with mysterious origins have temporarily ceased fighting. They are finally safe.
Now that personal safety has been guaranteed, of course we have to watch the show!
Swish swish——
Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Deng.
Jiang Deng's mouth twitched, and he said subconsciously: "Really? I don't believe it."
Xiao Chen took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and said, "I have already prepared the gift. You have to take it today whether you want it or not!"
Jiang Deng: “…”
Ah, how come there are people who force others to accept gifts?
Should she accept it or reject it?
Under Jiang Deng's gaze, Xiao Chen slowly spread out his palms.
In his white palms, there were two bloody white balls with black eye circles and a lot of bloodshot. They were none other than the eyeballs that had just been taken out of Pei Huan's eye sockets.
"...Has anyone given this thing to someone as a gift?"
Jiang Deng was completely numb.
Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Didn't you say before that you wanted to use his eyeballs as glass balls to play with? Here, I'll give it to you, play with it."
"What the hell am I doing?"
Jiang Deng angrily raised his hand and slapped Xiao Chen's outstretched hand.
Bang!
The eyeball fell from Xiao Chen's palm and rolled to the feet of Jiang Deng.
"……you!"
Seeing that Jiang Deng had let him down, Xiao Chen was about to lose his temper when he heard Duan Chuan's angry roar from above.
"You idiot, you're hiding your head and showing your tail. Give me your life!"
Looking back, he saw Duan Chuan breaking the spell that trapped him and coming towards him with a sword.
A red light suddenly appeared at the hilt of the sword, and the sword energy came over like an overwhelming force. It was obvious that the power of the magic sword had appeared!
Duan Chuan's whole body was filled with murderous aura, his black hair was flying, his eyebrows were cold and fierce, and he looked as sharp as a sword out of its sheath!
Realizing that if he stayed any longer, his identity might be revealed, Xiao Chen smiled at Jiang Deng and said, "Excuse me, see you next time!"
After saying that, Xiao Chen performed a few magic spells and then disappeared.
Only wisps of black ghostly energy remained.
"Don't leave!"
Duan Chuan suddenly landed, but he was still a step too late. He could only stare at Jiang Deng, who was standing there. After a moment, he asked in a deep voice, "What is your relationship with that mysterious ghost cultivator?"
Jiang Deng shrugged, "It's okay."
The people in the distance had also quietly pricked up their ears, ready to listen to Jiang Deng's excuses.
Duan Chuan obviously didn't believe this, and then looked at Jiang Deng with a bad face, "You still say that you and that ghost cultivator are not colluding? If not, why would he give you a gift instead of giving it to someone else?"
"Is there a possibility that he is framing me?"
Jiang Deng said innocently, "That ghost cultivator knew I had won the first prize and would become your sword attendant, Sword Master, so he planned to sow discord between me and you. He deserves death! Sword Master, you are so smart, wise, brave, and have unparalleled swordsmanship... You must not fall for his tricks!"
Upon hearing this, Duan Chuan's expression brightened considerably, and he said smugly, "That's right, who am I? I certainly won't fall for the ghost cultivator's scheme to sow discord."
"Quibbling! She's quibbling!"
The head of the Song family, who was at odds with Jiang Deng, quickly warned, "Master Jianzun, please don't fall for this female cultivator's scheme!"
Duan Chuan's eyes glared coldly as he glanced at Patriarch Song. "Are you questioning my ability to judge people? Does that mean Patriarch Song is a hundred times more capable than I am? Then, shouldn't you be the lord of the Ten Thousand Swords Spiritual Domain?"
"I, I... Song has absolutely no intention of coveting the position of Lord Sword Master. I hope Lord Sword Master will forgive this unintentional mistake."
The head of the Song family was so anxious that he was sweating all over his forehead. He hurriedly bowed his hands to explain. If there weren't so many people in the public place, he would have kowtowed to Duan Chuan and begged for mercy.
He was very aware of the Sword Master's decisive and murderous nature. If he dared to argue again, he would probably be hit by a sword. The Sword Master's sword was not something that a mere Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator like him could withstand.
No matter how important face is, it is not as important as life!
Seeing that the Song family head was so understanding, Duan Chuan's expression improved a lot. "I am already giving you face by not arguing with you about your brother being an evil cultivator. If you continue to be ignorant, I think the third place in the four great families should be replaced by someone else."
“Yes, yes, yes…”
The head of the Song family had a flattering smile on his face.
Seeing that the head of the Song family was almost killed for questioning Jian Zun, the others did not dare to speak out to remind Jian Zun even if they disagreed with Jiang Deng's words.
"Okay, it's none of your business."
Duan Chuan put the sword into the scabbard, waved to Jiang Deng, and turned around to walk back.
"call……"
Jiang Deng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
As expected, the third disciple was still as easy to fool as in his previous life. A simple compliment to him and his mind went completely off the rails. However...
Jiang Deng frowned slightly.
When she was communicating with the third disciple just now, why did she feel that his aura seemed a little unstable? Could he be injured?
On the high platform.
"I haven't seen you for so many years. Why is Seventh Junior Brother so mean?"
When Duan Chuan discovered that the sword disk was missing, he guessed that he was entangled in mid-air and was secretly taken away by the men of his seventh junior brother. He couldn't help but curse Xiao Chen inwardly.
Then, he looked down and said loudly, "I believe everyone has agreed on the winner of the Sword Competition. The winner is Jiang Deng. I will abide by our previous agreement and take her in as my sword attendant."
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