"Brother Luo Yu, are you here?" Luo Yu was thinking, and a soft cry came from outside the yard.

That was Ah Zhu's voice.

Luo Yu opened the door and walked into the yard. Azhu, dressed in blue palace clothes, looked towards a blooming blue rose in the snow, which was particularly beautiful.

"Haha, Sister Azhu is early," Luo Yu smiled and said hello.

"Good morning! Brother Luo Yu, you just came to the Luo people and you are not familiar with the Luo people. I'll take you out for a walk." Azhu smiled, her smile as if the winter sunshine was particularly charming.

"Okay, hehe, I want to go out for a walk, but I'm worried about not having a guide. I'll thank Sister Azhu for that," Luo Yu said with a smile.

"No need to thank me, you call me sister, and I call you brother, why do you have to say thank you?" Azhu smiled.

"Haha, that's right." Luo Yu smiled, then went back to the room and carried the Zique giant sword wrapped in black cloth on his back, and took Xiaolongque with him and followed Azhu out of the courtyard.

"By the way, Brother Luo Yu, what are you carrying on your back? Is it your weapon? Why do you still have to be wrapped in black cloth?" the two asked while walking Azhu.

"It's indeed the weapon I used, a giant sword, but this sword is too murderous and does not have such a big scabbard. I have to wrap it with a black cloth so that the murderous aura will not leak out." Luo Yu said with a smile.

This is half true and half false. After the Zique Giant Sword was promoted to the treasure-level divine weapon, it did carry a strong murderous aura because of the taboo inscription pattern, the Nine Refining Inscription pattern, but his real purpose was to prevent those who were interested from recognizing the Zique Giant Sword and guessing that he had slaughtered Lin Mu that night.

"Is your weapon a giant sword? I heard that the purple sword that caused a lot of controversy in Qingyang's main city a few days ago also used a giant sword and a purple giant sword." Azhu said when she remembered something.

"Purple Sword Shura!" Luo Yu was stunned when he heard this. The purple Sword Shura could not be him.

"Yeah, you don't know that a few days ago, a powerful boy came to Qingyang Main City. In order to make a girl defiled by Lin Mu, the eldest son of the Lin family, slaughtered hundreds of guards in Yaochi, killed two innate true Qi realm masters, and cut Lin Mu's playboy into pieces." Azhu said what Luo Yu did in Yaochi, which was almost the same as the real scene. There was also two points of worship in Azhu's words.

Luo Yu said intimately, indeed, he didn't expect that he was already so famous in the main city of Qingyang. The killing of Lin Mu was spread to the Luo tribe. What's even more ridiculous is that people even gave him a nickname called Purple Sword Shura. Is it a bloodthirsty warlike Shura who uses the purple giant sword? Luo Yu was speechless about his reputation.

"I was angry for the beauty, and the streets were covered with blood by shaking my sword!

The Purple Sword Shura is really an amazing passionate young hero,” Azhu praised, and when she talked about the Purple Sword Shura in her beautiful eyes, she was full of brilliant colors.

"hehe"

Luo Yu smiled faintly. If one day she knew that the purple sword Shura she highly praised was his younger brother Luo Yu, she would have reacted. She would have been shocked.

"Brother! Damn it! Why are your disciples of the sect bullying people like this!"

As they walked, they heard a delicate shout. They walked to a small competition venue. A group of people were gathering in the competition venue. A girl in a white dress and a tilted ponytail was protecting a boy sitting on the ground covering his chest with one hand and coughing blood. The other party was four disciples of the Luo clan clan clan.

"Hmph, so what if you bully him? But if you dare to come to the competition for the eighth level of cultivation, you dare to come to the competition for the clan competition. You disciples of the family are really not afraid of being embarrassed."

One of the four disciples of the sect, a young disciple with thin black fir face and triangular eyes, said disdainfully.

"Hahaha, that's right, you disciples of the division are really ignorant of life and death. The Luo clan is not the small places where you divide the family. You can be the king and dominate the disciples of the Ninth and Eighth Heaven." The other three disciples of the sect also sneered.

Most of the dozens of onlookers around were disciples of the sect, and they all agreed with the ridicule. A few disciples from other places dared not stand up and say it.

"You..." This girl who was separated from the family was almost angry and cried because of so many people. She was treated like this with her family, who was also a genius.

She and her younger brother came to the Luo tribe to go around. When they walked to a small competition venue, her younger brother had an argument with a disciple of the sect and then had a fight, so what they are doing now is.

"But your disciples have poor cultivation, but this person is good-looking. How about the little beauty? Should I make an appointment tonight? Hahaha, the disciple of Triangle Eyes said teasingly.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The disciples of the sect family around him also burst into laughter, and the girl's face was blushed.

"Haha, the disciples of the Zong family are so terrible. Since that's the case, how about letting me, a disciple of the branch, fight with you?"

At this time, a small faint laugh sounded from outside the venue. The sound was not loud, but it was enough for everyone to hear it.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at a boy wearing a white martial arts robe and a beautiful girl in a palace outfit walked out from the field.

When all the disciples saw this girl, they were lit up.

"Sister Azhu!"

"Sister Azhu!"

"Sister Azhu!"

As soon as the two walked into the competition venue, many young Luo tribe disciples greeted Azhu. It seemed that Azhu was quite popular among the Luo tribe.

Azhu smiled and greeted Luo Yu and walked into the competition venue.

"Azhu!"

The young disciple of Triangle Eye smiled and greeted Luo Mingzhu, with a deep feeling of love in his eyes.

"Luo Hong!" Azhu also smiled habitually, but this smile was quite forced. It seemed that she had no good feelings for the triangular-eyed man.

"Boy, did you say that just now?" Luo Hong turned his head and looked at Luo Yu and said, and when he saw Luo Yu and Azhu coming, his eyes were immediately filled with hostility.

"Haha, that's right! Your behavior just now is really a turtle-like test. A group of people bullied two people and was embarrassed to publicize shamelessly. I am really admired by everyone's shamelessness, so I came up with what I said just now."

Luo Yu said with a faint smile.

"Puff..."

Azhu next to her couldn't help laughing out loud. She didn't expect that some of her brothers Luo Yu were so sharp-tongued, and even scolding someone was so funny.

After hearing this, Luo Hong and several disciples of the sect behind him looked dark and their eyes were filled with anger.

"Boy, I have never seen you in the Luo tribe. Are you an outside disciple of the branch?" Luo Hong said with a gloomy face.

"That's right, your words were so righteous and shameless that I admired and admired them very much. So can you respect your identity as a disciple of the sect and play two tricks with me, a disciple of the family?"

Luo Yu smiled sarcastically, but his eyes were full of coldness.

"Hahaha…"

All the disciples of the family were so funny that Luo Yu was so funny, and Azhu kept covering her mouth and holding back her laughing. It turned out that cursing could be so funny.

The two siblings who were bullied by these disciples of the sect just now looked at the disciples who looked younger than them and stood up for us, and a warm current drifted in their hearts.

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Chapter completed!