This sudden question without any warning left Ye Wumian confused for a moment.
"Why do you want to borrow my sword?"
"The sword is the second life of the swordsman. How can you easily borrow it from others unless you are congenial?"
Moreover, Li Dong said he wanted to borrow the sword, but he did not get up and go to him to ask for it; instead, he just waited there to take some time to wait for him to give him the sword.
"Is this the arrogance of a great sect? You obviously want to ask for help, but you have such an attitude."
Ye Wumian frowned slightly, feeling a little unhappy inside.
He just pretended that he didn't hear those words, tied the sword around his waist, settled the meal payment with the shopkeeper, and walked out without changing his expression.
Before Li Dong could speak, two male and female Yueyang Tower disciples looked at each other, each held a long sword in their hands, walked quickly, and stretched out their hands to stop him.
The male disciple said: "Girl, please stay here for now! I, Senior Sister Li Dong of Yueyang Tower, have something to invite me to do. After it's over, it won't be too late for you to leave!"
Ye Wumian's frown deepened.
Is it a bit domineering for Yueyang Tower disciples to act like this?
He patiently turned around and said coldly: "But I don't know what's the matter?"
Li Dong said: "As I said before, I want to use the sword on the girl's waist to have a look."
Ye Wumian smiled and said: "I see that you are also a member of the world, so you know the rules of the world: How can there be any reason in this world to lend your sword to others casually?"
Li Dong stood up slowly, nodded and said: "That's good! In this world, there is no reason to lend one's weapons to others easily."
Ye Wumian snorted softly, and seeing that she had said the same thing, he just said that she had given up the idea of borrowing the sword and was about to leave.
Unexpectedly, Li Dong said again: "However, the premise of this truth must be 'one's own weapon'. If it is not one's own weapon, should we hand it over and let people watch it carefully and explain it carefully? "
Ye Wumian suddenly woke up and finally understood the reason why this talented disciple suddenly borrowed the sword.
"She must have recognized the Songwen Sword, which made her suspicious."
That day, the two had a sword duel, and Ye Wumian defeated Li Dong with the pine pattern sword. Even the person carrying the sword left a deep impression on Li Dong.
At that time, Ye Wumian still dressed up as a shabby man; today, she dressed up as a pretty maid.
Li Dong didn't know about him disguising himself as a woman and Yi Bian's hairpin. He just thought that the man and woman before and after him were two different people.
Today I saw that the pine pattern sword that should have been in Ye Wumian's hand was actually controlled by this little girl. She didn't know the reason behind it, so she borrowed the sword to take a look, first to confirm whether it was the same sword, and then to conduct further questioning based on this.
"Since there is a reason, her attitude is worse, so I won't argue with her." Ye Wumian thought secretly.
He smiled softly, accepted Li Dong's question, and said: "Young lady, you are joking. If this is not my weapon, then whose weapon it is! In addition, you said you want to observe the sword, how do you observe it? You can't Let me raise my hands to watch with you, shall I?"
Before Li Dong could speak, the male disciple who stopped him snorted coldly: "Senior Sister Li Dong is the leader of the fiftieth generation disciples of Yueyang Tower. It is your honor to worship her with both hands!"
Ye Wumian sneered and said: "Since you know she is the leader, you still flatter her like this? Be careful to punish you for the crimes of disrespect and greed!"
When the male disciple was about to say something more, Li Dong's cold glance made his tongue tremble. He couldn't say anything, so he had to lower his head and stop talking.
"I don't need you to show me your hands. Just draw your sword out of the box and let me watch from a distance."
This request is not difficult, but Ye Wumian is already in a dilemma.
It only takes a short moment to draw the sword, but then, if Li Dongruo decides that the sword is not his, how can he defend himself?
Could it be that he took off his clothes to prove his innocence and said that he was the same person as that sleepless night, just a man disguised as a woman?
He has always believed that, except for serious injustices like Dou E's, there is no need to worry about self-examination for small things in daily life. He can look up to the sky and not bow down to the earth, he has never been ashamed, he has no guilt in his life, and he has nothing to say to others.
So, while taking out the long sword, he slightly stepped back his left foot and prepared both hands.
Li Dong's attention was all on the sword, but he didn't notice this subtle movement.
The pine pattern sword was slowly unsheathed. But you can see the exquisite patterns carved on both sides of the sword blade, hiding a row of thin teeth. There are a few tiny blood grooves in the middle of the sword body, which are most useful for killing people and bleeding.
This sword was made with unique craftsmanship and its appearance was very recognizable. Li Dong could tell at a glance that it was indeed the same sword that he used that night.
She confirmed what she was thinking, and her tone was even colder, like frost and snow falling: "But I don't know what the relationship between the girl and Ye Wumian is?"
Ye Wumian originally thought that her next sentence would be: "This sword is not yours. You stole it." But what he said now was something he didn't expect.
He sheathed his sword, pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Ye Wumian? He is just a doctor who travels around the world, a beggar's head who eats and sleeps in the dew. What can I have to do with him?"
He couldn't think of words for a moment, so he had to repeat his usual routine again.
Li Dong shouted: "Since you already know the details of his incompetence, how can you have nothing to do with him! The sword in your hand belongs to him, right? How did his sword end up with you? Hurry up and tell the truth one by one. .”
"Talk nonsense!"
Ye Wumian was confused: Li Dong was in a strange mood today, and seemed to be very concerned about the Songwen Sword appearing in the hands of "someone other than Ye Wumian".
Although I don't know why this is the case, my intuition tells me that one thing is certain: if this trend continues, Li Dong will most likely get angry with others because of this, and they will inevitably start fighting again.
He is not afraid of fighting. But now he just wants to go to Changsha City to see the lady, and doesn't want to divert his energy to deal with other things.
In this case, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.
"This girl is crazy. I'll go first!"
He threw away the curse words in front of him, and with a flick of his fingers, the male and female disciples who stopped him were numbed in their hands and feet, and they were unable to hang down.
With the tip of his toes pointed in advance, the hissing wind blew up, and the light skill of "In the deep snow in the former village, a branch bloomed last night" was running, the body soared forward lightly, broke through the wooden door, and threw himself out of the wine shop.
Li Dong sneered inadvertently and ordered the other disciples: "You can go to Changsha City on your own after everyone has finished eating. You don't have to wait for me."
A male disciple hesitated and said, "Senior Sister Li Dong, what about you?" Suddenly realizing that he had no right to ask about Li Dong's whereabouts, he added without hesitation: "The wedding of Prince Ji's grandson is tomorrow."
The implication is: If you don't come with us, can you arrive in Changsha City on time tomorrow and go with us to attend the wedding of King Ji's grandson? "
Li Dong said calmly: "I will try my best to arrive. If you really can't make it, you can go to Baishajing first, meet up with Master Chu Changgong and his party, and then go straight to the banquet."
That disciple didn't dare to say no, so he had no choice but to bow respectfully with the other male and female disciples and watch her leave with her Qinggong skills.
