"This code is quite heroic …"
Cynanchum Chinense could also feel the spirit in it. She muttered to herself, "Life and death are not up to the heavens. Of course, it's talking about his grandson Xuan Yan. But this is only for a sword deity. Who is he asking?"
Could it be that he was asking her master again?
Then these people from Xuantian City were really thick-skinned! One was Mister Yuan, the other was Lord Xuan. Both of them were counting on her master to save them.
"Of course, he's asking me!"
Yuan Shan suddenly became high-spirited. He grinned again. The bright light in his eyes shone directly on his body.
It was like colored glass.
"My name is Yuan Shan. Yuan as in the abyss, and Shan as in the peak."
"People … call me 'Sick Sword Deity'."
This time, he did not cough. He finally had time to finish the second half of the sentence. His aura also suddenly increased.
— — If it was not for the severe coughing immediately after, his aura could probably change people's perception.
Sick Sword Deity?
He did not know how to describe the word 'Sword Deity'. This illness was really serious.
Cynanchum Chinense shook her head and sighed. Although she did not care about Xuan Yan, it was not good to entrust a child to a tuberculosis ghost.
"When Xuan Tianwei looked for you, you were not sick yet, right?"
She raised her eyebrows.
He was so sick that he could die at any time. Who could guarantee that this man would live longer than her?
"I just have a slight cough …"
Yuan Shan was embarrassed and tried to explain himself.
However, in front of the severe coughing, this explanation was pale and powerless.
Cynanchum Chinense and Miss Yuan looked at each other and shook their heads with a bitter smile.
Perhaps … the other party had good intentions. However, in this situation, whether it was Cynanchum Chinense, who was not very enthusiastic about this matter, or Miss Yuan, who had always been carefree, they did not dare or want to entrust Xuan Yan to him.
— — No matter what, it was still a life, wasn't it?
"Forget it."
Cynanchum Chinense was dispirited. She said lazily, "Lord Xuan might have looked for you at that time, but you can't even protect yourself in this situation. I advise you to go see a doctor quickly and be cured as soon as possible. Now that Miss Yuan has asked my master for help, the Abandoned Sword Villa will take care of this child. You don't have to worry. "
If the Third Young Master Shen agreed to help, Xuan Yan's life would definitely be saved.
"You?"
Yuan Shan did not seem to believe it.
He frowned and coughed lightly as he sized up Cynanchum Chinense.
"Your sword intent is full and complete, and it has its own Dao. You are indeed a little stronger than those fellows who know how but don't know why. From the disciple to the master, your master should not be weak. "
He tilted his head and thought for a moment, but in the end, he shook his head. "But I'm afraid he's still not as good as me."
Cynanchum Chinense was furious. Her master had always been her reverse scale, and no one could say anything about it. You, a tuberculosis ghost, dare to claim to be stronger than Master?
"How dare you boast so shamelessly! We won't argue with you on account of your good intentions, but don't blame us for being impolite if you continue to nag! "
Originally, she was too lazy to get involved in this matter. Who would have the patience to talk nonsense with this strange guy?
"This …"
Yuan Shan did not seem to expect the other party to reject him flatly. He looked at Miss Yuan for help.
Miss Yuan lowered her head and pretended not to see.
She had seen the ability of the Third Young Master Shen with her own eyes.
This Yuan Shan, who claimed to be the "Sick Sword Deity", was probably a helper that Old Master Xuan had found in a hurry. Just based on his physical condition, it seemed that she could not place high hopes on him …
Xuan Yan hid behind the window and sighed.
The person that his grandfather found was really not reliable.
Even if he did not believe Miss Yuan and did not have much hope for Shen Zhenyi, no matter what, he sat on the crystal throne and was called "Zhu Jie" and "Yuan Weili". He looked a little imposing.
— — Forget about this patient.
He tiptoed back to the bed.
Yuan Shan could not find anyone to support him, and it was very awkward. He scratched his head and muttered, "My sword is really more powerful …"
Miss Yuan sighed. The way the other party bent over and coughed really did not look like an expert.
She could only go forward and persuade, "Mr. Yuan, thank you for coming to help, but I have already asked the Third Young Master Shen for help …"
She wanted to say that he should go home and rest, but she felt that she could not say it.
When Yuan Shan heard the name of the Third Young Master Shen, he was suddenly stunned.
He hesitated and asked, "The Third Young Master Shen you are talking about is Shen Zhenyi, who is rumored to be the new generation of great swordsman in the city these days?"
He pointed at Cynanchum Chinense again, "Is it her master?"
Yuan Shan found traces of Xuan Yan and Miss Yuan and hurried over. He did not ask who they had asked for help. At this time, he knew that it was the recently famous Third Young Master Shen.
"Yes!"
Cynanchum Chinense raised her head proudly, "Now you know how powerful my master is, right?"
Now you can go back with peace of mind.
Yuan Shan was disappointed. He hesitated for a long time before saying, "With such a great swordsman, I think Little Young Master Xuan will be safe. It is true that I did not do anything. But … "
He was reluctant to leave and smiled apologetically, "After all, I promised Old Master Xuan first and took his benefits. Now that things have come to this, if I do not contribute, I will feel bad. How about this, you let me follow and protect you. How about this, I will do my part? "
That's right! This guy came to help so enthusiastically. He must have received benefits from Xuan Tianwei before.
Miss Yuan thought about it and agreed. It was rare that this person had the heart to help and could say the secret signal. It seemed that he was someone trusted by Old Master Xuan.
She hesitated for a long time and turned to ask Cynanchum Chinense, "Miss Chu, look at his request …"
Cynanchum Chinense was impatient, "Since he is willing to follow and you agree, let him follow, but don't disturb my master!"
This kind of person who kept his promise was worthy of respect.
Especially when the Xuan family was in trouble, no one could force him. He could still drag his sick body to the trouble. Although Cynanchum Chinense was not willing to give him a good look, there was no need to be too hostile.
Yuan Shan was delighted and smiled, "Thank you, Miss!"
He coughed again and bent down for a long time. Cynanchum Chinense, Miss Yuan, and Xuan Yan in the room sighed again.
The next day, Cynanchum Chinense reported the matter to Shen Zhenyi. Shen Zhenyi seemed to have expected it. He nodded and did not care.
— — This was also within Cynanchum Chinense's expectations. Master did not care about this kind of thing. This was also the reason why she could agree last night.
Yuan Shan was very serious. He did not know where to rest, but he came to visit Xuan Yan early in the morning. He explained his identity again and said that he would do his best to escort him back to his hometown. Xuan Yan was touched and emotional, but he did not say anything.
This Sick Sword Deity was very obedient and did not disturb Shen Zhenyi. He only went out with the rest in the afternoon.
He embarked on the long road back to his hometown.
— — The road back to his hometown that half of Xuantian City was paying attention to!
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