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Chapter 149 Talent, Indirect Confession

Just when Manzhu and Shiyi were planning to go down the mountain, an unexpected person appeared. The reason why he was said to be an unexpected person: First of all, because Shushan is located in a remote mountainous area, there are only a few people who will come here except for the people in Shushan who make a living by harvesting firewood.

It’s a woodcutter! In fact, it’s difficult for a normal and healthy person to climb to the top of Shushan, let alone a disabled person!

That's right, the one who appeared in front of Manzhu and Shiyi was a little boy over ten years old without eyeballs and thin limbs. The boy was wearing a white plain dress, which was simple, but very clean!

Just like this, a strange boy suddenly appeared silently behind Shiyi and Manzhu. What is strange is that even a top master like Shiyi did not notice when he came...

"Who are you?" Shiyi asked with caution, his eyes full of murderous intentions!

The little boy did not answer, but just used his two black eyes to look outwards, as if he was looking for something. Finally, he seemed to have discovered something and locked his "eye" on Manzhu...

Manzhu saw that there were two deep grooves on the boy's originally beautiful face, as deep as two black holes. If someone else had seen it, he would have been scared to tears! But Manzhu was not someone else, at this moment

Not only did she not feel a trace of fear, but her compassion was overflowing - what she thought now was completely different from what Shiyi thought. What she thought now was, what a poor child, I don't know how he would go in the future

How is he doing in life now? Have he taken care of him?

The little boy finally spoke-

"Are you Sister Manzhu?" His voice whispered softly, as if he was afraid of scaring the ants on the tree!

But Manzhu heard it clearly and exchanged a look with World Heritage in shock...

Shiyi pulled out his soft sword with a "swoosh", pointed at the little boy, and said sternly, "Who are you?"

The little boy looked carefully with his ears on his back. When Manzhu saw him listening that way, he also listened curiously. It was the sound of the world heritage sword. After the little boy finished listening, a hint of excitement flashed through his spirit.

, and said with a little surprise, "Juebu Sword!? Are you the little prince of Fucheng Palace?!"

Shiyi did not answer, but pointed the sword at the end and pressed the sword against the little boy's throat. The sword with cold light formed a sharp contrast with the little boy's thin white neck!

Manzhu was anxious and quickly flew to block the little boy, "No, Shiyi, he is just a child!" For the first time, Manzhu saw such a strong murderous aura on Shiyi's face, and Shiyi at this moment

It's as terrible as if he is the master of the world!

"Child?! Humph!" Shiyi's voice was so cold that it was enough to freeze people to death. "Master Manzhu, he is not an ordinary child. There are no more than ten people in the world who know my sword! And five of them are dead

Below it! You have seen and recognized the remaining five Manzhu masters, but there will definitely be him among them!"

As soon as Shiyi exerted force, Manzhu quickly protected the child behind her. Although she could not block Shiyi's offensive, she knew that Shiyi would not use a sword to penetrate her body, although this would have no effect on her!

Sure enough, there was a hint of hesitation on Shiyi's face, and it was obvious that he was feeling sorry for her!

"No! World Heritage, no!"

After all, World Heritage could not resist Manzhu's insistence, and put the soft sword in his waist with a "wow" sound!

Shiyi looked at Manzhu, and his eyes softened a lot, "Master Manzhu, do you know, it is not the point whether he recognizes this sword or not. The point is that my sword has no name before, the name of "Juebu Sword" is

I saw you out of the cave last night, but I didn’t go out and got the inspiration. The name given to my sword! You don’t even know about this, Master Manzhu, how did he know about it!"

Manzhu was shocked, "Juebu Sword! Yes! How did he know? So..."

"So, even if he knows my sword, it's strange that he knows the name of my sword! There is another thing as strange as this, he also knows your name, Master Manzhu!"

"Yes!" Manzhu then realized it, "How could he know? Shiyi, ask him what's going on?"

Manzhu thought the little boy couldn't hear her, so she asked Shiyi to ask!

When Manzhu talked to Shiyi, the little boy never said a word, as if he wanted to listen carefully...

"Sister Manzhu!" the little boy called out softly again!

"You are calling me!! You..." Manzhu originally wanted to say that she saw me, but after thinking about it, she was afraid of hurting the child, so she changed her mouth and asked, "You heard me talk!!"

"Well!" The little boy's voice was still soft, as if he was a little shy, "I was born with eyes but God is fair. It didn't give me eyes, but gave me a pair that could hear everything in the world.

sound!"

"What?" Manzhu didn't understand a little. What is the sound of everything in the world?

The little boy seemed to feel the hostility of Shiyi towards him, and leaned timidly toward Manzhu before continuing, "As long as there are spiritual and sexual things in the world, I can understand their language! Just like Fu Cheng just now

The little prince asked me how I knew the name of his sword. It was what the little prince told me when he pulled out the sword just now. It said that its name was Juebu Sword, and its owner was the little prince of Fucheng Palace. It also said...

explain……"

When the little boy said this, he seemed to feel something, and then shrank behind Manzhu. Manzhu looked up and saw the frost on Shiyi's face. The cold aura emitted from his body had reached its peak...

"World Heritage!" Manzhu shouted angrily with a slight reproach, "Don't do this!"

Shiyi stared at Master Manzhu deeply, glanced at the little boy who was already hiding behind Manzhu, and snorted coldly and turned his head away...

Manzhu smiled softly, turned around and said softly to the little boy, "Don't be afraid! You won't be in trouble!"

The little boy's fair face turned slightly red and he whispered, "Sister Manzhu, you are such a good person!"

"Haha! None!" Manzhu scratched her head embarrassedly!

Shi Yi stared at the little boy like a fierce look, holding the hilt of the sword...

Now he really looks like a murderer, but seeing Master Manzhu's shy smile, he finally let go of the hilt of his sword. For Master Manzhu, he endured it!

Manzhu turned around and saw the soft sword on Shi Yi's waist, and asked curiously, "By the way! What else did Juebu Sword tell you?"

The little boy grinned timidly, blushed and said, "It said that its name is Juebu Sword, its owner is the little prince of Fucheng Palace. It vowed to protect its master and... and its owner's......"

"What?" Manzhu asked with a curious look on her face and extremely gossipy!
Chapter completed!
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