Chapter 188 Master

, shut up, 7 evil disciples!

Qin Yu hummed twice innocently, and a smile overflowed from his beautiful eyes.

Gu Li finally had a little pity and care for him.

This little bit was enough to make him happy.

In this world, besides the sword, there was finally another thing in her eyes.

Feeling uncomfortable with the slightly strange eyes of his stupid disciple, Gu Li sealed his eyes again.

Unable to see or speak, Qin Yu could only stand behind Gu Li obediently, listening to the almost undetectable sounds in the meeting hall.

It must be the arrival of an elder, bringing a slight noise.

Qin Yu pulled Gu Li's clothes pitifully, trying to soften the master's heart with beauty.

After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and a voice with a smile came out naturally: "Master?"

The elders of Taihe Sword Sect who came after hearing the bell looked at this scene, and couldn't help but look at Gu Li: "Uncle Master, have you told him the truth?"

He looked at this silly boy, laughing happily, without any sadness of dying.

"Yeah." Gu Li responded coldly, and then said: "He's stupid."

Only a fool would repeatedly take on such a life that is destined to die.

Several elders of the Sword Sect looked at the smile on Qin Yu's face, and couldn't help but feel helpless: "Young people are brave."

They are old and a little afraid of death.

But if they don't die, everyone in the world will die, and their descendants will also die.

It's death whether it's early or late, so it's better to die with more value.

Just as the elders were sighing, the master came in with a disciple behind him.

The disciple had a serious look on his face, and his sword sect robe was neatly arranged without any wrinkles. He exuded the faint sword aura of the foundation-building period, and was extremely agile.

Compared with Qin Yu, who always had a smile on his face, the man in front of him was more like an indomitable sword cultivator.

But unfortunately, his qualifications were just a little bit short.

The master sighed in his heart, and then turned to look at Qin Yu: "Are you ready?"

Qin Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the jade hairpin on his master's head, which had no spiritual energy, and smiled and said: "What is there to prepare for? It will come naturally."

He had thought of this day a long time ago, but he had to work hard to practice.

Qin Yu rubbed the corner of Gu Li's clothes with his fingertips as if in resentment. Who made him have a strict master who would change his apprentice unless he found the best one?

The head of the sect glanced at the sword cultivator: "You saw it, he is ready."

The head of the sect didn't know why people were fighting for this life of death.

Yang Yu, who also had the sword spirit root beside him, was determined to sacrifice himself for the sword, and even wanted to compete with Qin Yu.

Yang Yu looked at Qin Yu with a fighting spirit: "How about we fight, and the winner goes to the sword tomb?"

He was not convinced. He

was not convinced that Qin Yu was accepted as a disciple by the Sword Master as soon as he entered the sect, and he was not convinced that this person was better than him in every way.

As for the stronger the death, the faster it will be?

A flash of sword energy flashed in Yang Yu's eyes. For the sake of life, what's wrong with death?

Sensing the thoughts of his little brother, Qin Yu curled his lips insincerely: "No matter."

He rubbed behind Gu Li as if he was pretending to be powerful, and glanced at Yang Yu lightly: "The moment when Master accepted me as his disciple, it was already a matter of decision. Why should I compete with others?"

"You!" Yang Yu had never thought that this young disciple, the first one, was so lazy, and he didn't seem like a sword cultivator.

He snorted in hatred, and after a long time, he muffled his voice: "If you fail, I will do it."

He was not afraid of death, but this lazy guy in front of him could not die perfectly with the sword.

His mother and sister died under the shaking of the Taihe Sword, and he wanted to personally seal the sword that supported this world and destroyed this world.

"Don't bother with it."

"Hey, let's go." The head of the sect chased away the unwilling Yang Yu, then looked around at the old guys and sighed, "I didn't expect it would be you old guys again."

When he was young, he fought these people for the position of the head of the sect, but he didn't expect that at his age, he would have to join forces with these people for the so-called saving of the world.

"Humph!" A black-faced elder snorted, "If it weren't for the Taihe Sword Realm, do you think I would care about you?"

A smiling tiger!

Not like a sword cultivator!

"Reckless man! I won't bother with you." The head of the sect stabbed him, then turned to look at Qin Yu, the smile on his lips became more bitter.

"You say you are a young man, why are you in such a hurry?"

These old guys are not ready yet?

Qin Yu smiled and said, "Master, saving people is like putting out a fire. How can I not be anxious?"

He was not too anxious, but who asked him to have a master who wanted to do everything the best?

Then he had to be anxious.

"Okay." The master smiled bitterly: "This time, I will summon disciples above the Jindan stage to enter the sword tomb."

"Let them choose a batch of natal swords first, so that we can have less pressure." He said with some useless expectations: "Maybe one or two can survive by chance?"

The sword tomb is full of dangers, and it also suppresses the world rift.

When repairing the Taihe Sword, they will definitely pull out the Taihe Sword.

At that time, there will be two less sword energies impacting the world rift, and he will relieve them of some pressure.

Although the pressure reduced is minimal, it is better than nothing.

"After this, the sword tomb may be gone." The head of the sect sighed, and his expression suddenly changed: "We will set off in half a month. Qin Yu, are you ready?"

"Disciple is ready." Qin Yu turned his head to look at Gu Li and smiled.

Half a month, he and his Ali still have half a month.

Gu Li looked at Qin Yu sideways, looking at his smiling eyes, inexplicably a trace of displeasure rose in her heart.

The person in front of her was obviously smiling, why did she think he was crying?

The head of the sect glanced at the two people calmly and shook his head.

The thoughts of young people...

"Forget it, everyone, make arrangements as soon as possible and set off on time in half a month!" He shouted and turned away in a hurry. There were

still too many things that needed to be arranged by him in Taihe Sword Sect, and he was very busy.

And Gu Li, after the elders left, took Qin Yu out of the hall.

"Master." Before climbing Taihe Peak, Qin Yu suddenly grabbed Gu Li's wrist.

It was not the corner of the clothes, nor the sleeves, but a real skin-to-skin contact.

The moment the burning body temperature touched him, Gu Li's eyes paused unnoticeably.

Gu Li raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yu, with some surprise in his black and white eyes.

"Master," Qin Yu felt the slightly unbalanced pulse of his master with his fingertips, and chuckled, "We will go to the Sword Tomb in a few days. Can I take a break and not practice sword these days?"

Gu Li replied indifferently, "Whatever you want."

After a pause, she seemed to realize that her attitude was too cold, and asked again, "What do you want to do?"

The smile on Qin Yu's lips widened: "Master, are you concerned about your disciple?"