"Who? Which senior? How come I don't know him?"
"It's the senior named Yu who came here for medical treatment last month."
"Idiot, I don't know and that's what I mean." His face, which was originally angry, turned into an angry roar, and he knocked the young fellow disciple to the ground.
"Hey, where are you from? You keep saying you are from the same school, but I think your heart is suspicious." The drunkard sat down on a chair in the hall, put one foot on the table next to him, and soon his eyes became intoxicated again, as if the aftereffects of the alcohol had kicked in again.
"My fellow disciple, we do have something important to do and need to find that senior named Yu."
…
The man was snoring and seemed not to hear.
As a last resort, a member of the Tuositian Hall who was traveling with Loran Hill repeated it again.
"My fellow disciple, we are looking for that senior Yu for something important."
"It's noisy..." He said as he turned sideways.
Seeing the other person's appearance, Loran Hill shook his head, asked the companion in front to step down first, and then sat in the hall and waited slowly until the other person woke up.
In this way, the sun moved from noon to sunset, and from sunset to the deepening of night. At this time, when the Tuositang branch was about to close its doors, this person slowly woke up.
He looked at the people still in the hall, stretched his body and stood up.
"You're still here! Ha, you know nothing about people, yet you're saying you're looking for someone. That's ridiculous."
"Then big brother, how can you trust us?" Loran Hill stood up, and the bright eyes behind the veil looked directly at the sober man.
"What, what, never mind. I didn't believe you in the first place, but since you've been waiting here for a whole day with such sincerity, it would be wrong of me not to give you an explanation."
"Come, bring my weapon and meet this young lady." He shouted loudly, and then the gate outside the courtyard quickly opened. The members of the local branch took out the extremely heavy seven-ring machete with excitement and respect.
This knife has a thick blade and seven golden rings on the back. When the big man holds it in his hand and simply swings it, it makes a heavy humming sound as it breaks through the air, and then the golden rings collide with each other, making a crisp trembling sound.
"Are we going to fight?" A member next to Loran Hill asked in confusion.
"It seems that the fellow disciples in this branch are really difficult to get along with."
"He looks like he has the strength of the fifth level 'Breaking Waves', and his aura is so powerful that it would be difficult for ordinary people to defeat him." Especially the heavy golden knife, which looked terrifying.
"Let's go together, otherwise we won't be able to defeat this guy."
"No, let me do it." Loran Hill shook his head slightly and walked out of the crowd's cover.
"Ms. Jialan, how could we let you..." The member next to him wanted to say something, but what was happening in front of him made him shut up.
Loran Hill walked into the courtyard, her hands spread out, her eyes slightly closed, a golden-red scale appeared on her forehead, a silent wave of air spread out, lifting her hair and dress, then her eyes opened, a faint golden-red light spread out, then she raised her hand, and a long sword flew up from the shelf not far away and fell into her hand.
"Okay, okay! It seems that even I, Old Ni, can make mistakes. This young lady is indeed an extraordinary person. Look at the knife!" He laughed a few times, then raised his arms, his muscles burst, and his body suddenly jumped up, like a giant python crossing the river, stepping down the waves.
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