I, Wudang’s Shepherd, Signed In For 50 Years

So Lin Chuan would often go to the wild to catch some game while herding cattle.

Use the condiments stolen from the cafeteria to secretly make some food by yourself.

With the experience of the previous life, he became a self-taught chef over time.

The three of them ate and chatted.

At this moment, a slight shout came from the forest.

"Help...Help!"

The voice is very small.

If it weren't for Lin Chuan, all three of them are martial arts experts, their ears are extremely sensitive.

The ordinary person is hard to detect at all.

"I'll check it out."

Lin Chuan dropped a firewood, got up and walked over.

In fact, it is not difficult to hear from the weak voice.

The other party must be extremely weak.

And in this deep mountain and old forest, it was not that he was seriously injured.

is on the verge of starving to death.

Lin Chuan is not the Holy Mother.

He took the initiative to check the situation, and he never thought about saving people.

Even the people of the rivers and lakes will be rescued by the rivers and lakes.

But Lin Chuan has never regarded himself as a real quack.

even more how, people's hearts are complicated.

Who can say with certainty, those who are saved must be good people.

The story of Mr. Dong Guo and the wolf, the farmer and the snake.

He has been listening since he was a child.

"Help!"

As he approached, Lin Chuan's voice became clearer.

When I walked in, there was a man with sunken cheeks lying in the bushes.

Obviously, this man is about to starve to death.

However, Lin Chuan's attention is completely off the man's state.

But the other party's dress is very eye-catching.

The blue and white daoist robe is completely different from Wudang Mountain or Qingcheng Sect and other Taoist dísciple costumes.

Even in the slayer conference and the desert.

Lin Chuan has never seen the same clothes.

It is enough to see that this person is in Sect, not Jianghu Sect.

"Shushan dísciple?"

Lin Chuan slightly frowned, asked casually.

"Yes...yes."

"Thank you for giving me something to eat, I...I'm starving to death!"

The hundredth Chapter 16 The mysterious Shushan Sect

Deep in the mountains and old forests.

The Shushan dísciple hugged the roasted rabbit legs and devoured it, and the mouth was full of oil stains.

The eyes that were originally apathetic due to hunger are now exuding fierceness.

It's as if he and this rabbit have a bloody feud.

"This guy!"

Ling Yanxue's face was dark, very upset.

That rabbit leg originally belonged to her.

"Hehe."

"Shushan dísciple, how can you be so embarrassed?"

Ye Wuxie laughed and handed him a pot of water.

"Thanks Senior!"

Shushan dísciple hurriedly took it and took a sip.

It can be seen that he is really hungry.

Otherwise, it won’t be gobbled up, completely disregarding the image.

Although it’s a shame for Immortal Sect, at a critical moment, how much is a pound of image?

After a while, Shushan dísciple will thoroughly eat the whole roasted rabbit.

If Ye Wuxie hadn't stopped him, he would have gnawed all the bones.

"Many thanks, three!"

"I am Xiao Tianquan in Shushan."

He got up to cup one fist in the other hand and gave it respectfully The three of them made an effort.

Howling Celestial Dog?

From this name.

Lin Chuan patted the dust off his hands and looked up towards Xiao Tianquan.

"Pay the money."

He directly reached out for the money.

All three people present were confused.

What's the situation?

It’s time to run into the mountains and old forests to do business!

Xiao Tianquan's mouth twitched for a long time, and finally squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "I'm here, I'm ashamed in my pocket."

After speaking, Xiao Tianquan lowered his head.

The pale face climbed up with a touch of ruddy.

"It can be seen."

Lin Chuan retracted his hand indifferently and said:

"Then replace it with something else."

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He stared straight at the sword behind Xiao Tianquan with sharp eyes.

"No!"

Xiao Tianquan quickly backed up three steps, and immediately grabbed the hilt of the sword and said with a vigilant expression.

Shushan dísciple loves swords like life, and it is true.

Along the way, Lin Chuan listened to Ye Wuxie's talk about the spread of Shushan Sect.

Among them is the tradition of Shushan Sect.

I heard that Shushan Sect all use sword to enter dao.

Most of the cultivation techniques are related to swords.

What Sword Controlling Art, Myriad Swords Art, Heavenly Sword.

The name is sword dao cultivation technique.

And the most terrible thing about Shushan Sect is that the sword is there, and the sword is broken and people die.

So Lin Chuan came up to stare at Xiao Tianquan's sword, which was equivalent to provoking the opponent.

"hehe."

"It's up to you!"

Lin Chuan sneered.

In the suspicious eyes of Ling Yanxue and Ye Wuxie, one flashed straight towards Xiao Tianquan.

"Damn it!"

Xiao Tian condensed all over his face, still hesitating whether to attack Lin Chuan.

After all, the other party saved his life.

"Don't shoot yet?!"

Lin Chuan's cold voice sounded.

And his speed is not much slower than his voice.

"Offended!"

Xiao Tianquan's eyes dazzled, as if he made up his mind.

Decisively Yu Jian out of the Aperture.

"sou!"

Flying Sword soared into the sky, and then fell quickly with Xiao Tianquan's sword fingers.

Came straight after Lin Chuan's silhouette.

"Sword Controlling Art?"

Lin Chuan is slightly frowned and seems to be dissatisfied with this move.

He wants more than Xiao Tianquan.

Instead, let the other party do their best.

"If you only have this ability, I am afraid you will die in my hands."

Lin Chuan's indifferent voice exploded in Xiao Tianquan's ears.

At this moment, Xiao Tianquan's eyes widened suddenly, and Inner Strength burst out suddenly.

"Myriad Swords Art!"

There was a shout.

At the same time, the Flying Sword in the sky turned into hundreds of sword shadows.

And those sword shadows burst down.

"clang clang clang ......"

The sound of golden and stone symphony continued for a long time before it disappeared.

At this time, hundreds of holes were left on the ground.

All are left by Myriad Swords Art.

However, amidst the chaos, there is a person standing straight in the center.

Between his two fingers, he pinched the blade of the sword.

In his three steps, the earth is intact.