C1913 Goodbye Buried Sword(part Ii)
Feng Po Long lost his temper and also shut his mouth. He had a premonition that if he were to continue, not only would he suffer a loss, he would also die of jealousy.
"Did you kill the Tyrant Sword?" The Buried Sword asked again.
Chu Yang glanced at the Buried Sword and smiled, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"What do you think?"
"I've already told you."
The Buried Sword didn't ask any further. Words were indeed the most direct form of communication, but there were actually many other ways of communicating between people, such as human body movements, subtle expressions, and so on.
He wanted to hear the truth, and Chu Yang had also told the truth. As for understanding, or not understanding, that was his problem and not Chu Yang's.
At that moment, Buried Sword felt that if he was Chu Yang, he would absolutely not use his mouth because not only could his mouth speak the truth, it could also speak lies.
At a time like this, the words that came out of a person's mouth were very pale and hard to believe. How could Chu Yang do such a stupid thing?
"You think you will win!" With this question, the Buried Sword was not without reason, Chu Yang gave off this kind of feeling.
"Of course I will win!"
"Killing Ba Jian is definitely a saint! "Sage, how do you deal with this?"
"Why can't the Saints handle it?"
The Buried Sword was immediately questioned, as Chu Yang had a lot more personality than him.
"You're done?"
Just as Chu Yang's voice fell, Buried Sword said, "You want to know, who ordered Hu Wenguang and Weng Feiming? I'm sorry, I can't tell you! "
"Did I ask you that?" Chu Yang's answer was not the least bit surprised.
The Buried Sword was once again at a loss for words, so he completely shut up. The thing in front of him was completely different from how it was before.
Chu Yang did not care and suddenly poked the Buried Sword. His eyebrows were as sharp as swords and his eyes as large as bells, "This marshal can tell you that this marshal has come to curse! "The one who is scolding is your mother. Do you want me to start cursing now?"
Feng Po Long smacked his lips and reminded Buried Sword, "This thing is not human, once people start cursing, I can guarantee that you will immediately use your sword to cut them down."
"You came to curse?" "Are you saying that I'm guilty?" Buried Sword asked coldly.
Chu Yang's criticism was very simple. Without his Buried Sword, Hu Wenguang and Weng Feiming's incident wouldn't have happened, and Chu Yang wouldn't have fallen into their hands.
As a result, the Buried Sword was guilty of a grave crime. Tyrant Sword and the other saints' deaths, he had no part in it.
"I didn't say you were guilty!" Chu Yang rolled up his sleeves and was ready to curse, "This marshal said that this marshal is here to curse! That person shouldn't be your mother, but I'm sorry, there is a high chance that he will become your mother in the future! It will definitely make you feel extremely good, and will also guarantee that you will listen to my curses. It will be ten years more than reading books, and your curses will directly raise your power to that of a saint! "
The Buried Sword's mouth twitched. Even if he had never heard of Chu Yang's abilities before, he still believed that this thing could do this.
"Why didn't you scold yourself as an idiot first!"
"Fools have good fortune." Chu Yang admitted that he was dumb, foolishly falling into a hole dug out by someone else, how could he not be stupid?
"Nangong Xing!" Finally, the Buried Sword said two words. It wasn't because Chu Yang wanted to curse, but because the situation was too serious, he had to say it. Even if he broke his word, he was not a pedant person.
"Nangong Xing?" As soon as the three words entered his ears, Chu Yang slightly frowned. He couldn't help but shake his head, there was no difference if he heard it or not.
The Buried Sword spoke again, "I do not think it is Nangong Xing!"
Chu Yang agreed with the Buried Sword's point of view because it was too easy. As long as he passed the trial of the Buried Sword, he would know that his hidden opponent was not that simple.1
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