Chapter 639 Ding Mo

Zhou Shu naturally saw Ding Mo's expression, but he was not dissatisfied, and smiled, "Brother Guo, you are really flattering yourself."

He looked at Ding Mo, and sincerely cupped his hands, "Zhou Shu, I have met fellow Taoist Ding Mo."

Ding Mo didn't return the courtesy, instead he snorted angrily, and reprimanded, "Zhou Shu! I thought you were an outstanding swordsman, but when I saw you today, Fang's reputation is not worthy of the truth. You really insulted the name of a swordsman! I knew that, I don't see you! Forget it!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was extremely sharp, and it spread throughout the valley. Hao Syun and Yang Mei were startled, stood still, and looked over here.

Guo Ziming was also stunned immediately, he obviously didn't know that Ding Mo would say that suddenly, he was a little at a loss, with a lot of embarrassment on his face, "Daoyou Ding, how could you say that?"

He turned to Zhou Shu again to explain, "Friend Shu, maybe it's Fellow Daoist Ding..."

"Brother Guo, don't need to say more."

Zhou Shu waved his hand and smiled slightly, "Fellow Daoist Ding, I don't consider myself a sword cultivator. I am not a sword cultivator at all, but just a sword cultivator. But I also don't understand, what is it that makes you so indignant? Just hate me a lot?"

He didn't understand, and he wanted to figure it out. The hatred of unknown origin always makes people feel anxious.

"I heard my brother praise Zhou Daoyou so much before, and I talked with my brother about Zhou Daoyou's swordsmanship for five days and five nights. I only said that Zhou Daoyou is a dragon among men and a swordsman among swordsmen. Boss, I wish I could see each other right away and talk about swords."

He spoke impassionedly, and his whole body burst into momentum, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

"I've been to your residence a few times, and every time I can see the number of challenge books keeps increasing, I just feel very excited. No one has challenged me like this before, and I'm really envious."

Ding Mo glanced at Zhou Shu, a gleam of anticipation flashed in his eyes for an instant, then dimmed again, and he shook his head, "I thought that Fellow Daoist Zhou would be able to meet the challenges one by one, show his true qualities as a sword repairer, and repeat Ling Yucheng's heroic posture, and also Brother Guo and I were eye-opening. Who would have thought that Zhou Daoyou not only did not accept the challenge, but put on a stance of not fighting. How can one bear it? Sword cultivators never avoid fighting, Sincerity is in the sword, there is a battle, and Zhou Daoyou has done such a thing, how can he be regarded as a sword cultivator?"

"When I entered the valley, I saw Daoyou Zhou accompanied by a beautiful maidservant... It turns out that You Daoist Zhou is looking for pleasure day and night, so why would he put his mind on the sword? No wonder he would give up such a rare opportunity to challenge. Sad."

He looked at Zhou Shu, with a look of hatred in his eyes, and sighed, "Unfortunately, I thought I could make a friend of the same way. My Taoist leader is not alone, but I don't know that he is also a dishonest person." People, alas, sword friends are rare, really rare!"

Speaking of hate, he heaved a long sigh and almost shed tears.

It's just that Zhou Shu looked at him, but he couldn't laugh or cry. Ding Mo's hatred for him came from this way, and he was speechless.

When the hopes in his heart were not fulfilled, he became mad, not sticking to the etiquette, showing off his emotions, displaying joy and anger, which is also a kind of sincerity and sincerity, but Zhou Shu couldn't afford a person with such a temperament.

Looking at Ding Mo, Zhou Shu shook his head slightly, "Daoyou Ding, I'm not your confidant, and you don't have to be so disappointed and resentful. I don't want to explain anything else. I don't care what Daoist Ding thinks of me. However, these two female cultivators are my confidants. Your junior sister is not the beautiful maidservant you said, Fellow Daoist Ding, don't say that again in the future."

Hao Siyun also ran over, and said to Ding Mo with an angry face, "Hey, why are you talking about senior brother like that! Can you tell him about him? Also, who are you? There are no rules when people come to scold others at other people's homes. No one taught them. What a waste of time! They also said that I am a beautiful maidservant. I see you are a beautiful maidservant, a maidservant who doesn’t understand any reason! What do you think I’m a thing? What’s more, what’s wrong with senior brother playing with us? No matter how you play, I can beat you with one sword, hmph!”

As if holding back for a long time, she uttered her words without stopping, like pearls falling on a jade plate, the rainstorm was falling rapidly, her words were extremely fast but not chaotic at all, Ding Mo was beaten back again and again, unable to fight back, his expression was pale Somewhat at a loss.

"you you……"

"What are you? Senior brother won't tell me, so I will tell him for him. Anyway, you are no match for senior brother!"

She didn't give up, and was about to continue, but Yang Mei pulled her away and turned away.

"Why don't you let me talk, I haven't finished yet."

"That's enough, sister Siyun, you see he doesn't talk anymore."

Although Yang Mei held her silent, she also had a smile on her face, apparently Hao Syun's words made her quite relieved.

Zhou Shu glanced at them and nodded, "Go in first."

The two women entered the building obediently, but before entering the building, they still gave Ding Mo a hard look.

Guo Ziming was stunned for a long time before speaking, "Friend Shu, your junior sister is really amazing."

"It's all nonsense, I will reprimand her later, and please Brother Guo and Fellow Daoist Ding not to be offended."

Zhou Shu also secretly smiled in his heart, but his expression remained calm. He turned to Guo Ziming and said, "Brother Guo, you came just in time. I have something to ask Brother Guo."

Guo Ziming glanced at Ding Mo, shook his head slightly, "Brother Guo, please tell me."

The two talked about Liuming Mountain and the Sword Society, while Ding Mo was at the side, and it took a while to recover.

Ding Mo's face became much calmer, he walked a few steps closer to Zhou Shu, cupped his hands and said, "Friend Shu, I offended me a little today, and I hope you will forgive me."

Zhou Shu raised his hand to return the salute, and said with a smile, "There is nothing to offend, you don't need to worry about it, Fellow Daoist Ding."

Ding Mo nodded, and said calmly, "Friend Shu, you are neither a sword cultivator, but a sword cultivator, so I want to see how your sword repair is. I, Ding Mo, challenge you today, and I dare to ask you if you accept it or not?" catch?"

He looked at Zhou Shu with complicated expressions in his eyes, with anticipation and contempt.

It is undoubtedly a great insult to him, who loves swords like his life, to say that the holy sword repair is just a sword repair, and he cannot bear it.

Zhou Shu shook his head, "I don't know how to pick it up, I have to compete, let's wait until the sword meeting."

"good."

Ding Mo seemed to have expected it a long time ago, nodded and said, "I hope you and I will meet again at the Sword Club, and I will let you know what a real swordsmanship is."

Without saying anything, Ding Mo turned around and left, heading straight out of the valley.

"It hasn't started yet."

Zhou Shu was a little surprised. Could it be that Ding Mo hadn't come to his senses and went straight into the formation?

He was about to step forward to open the formation, but he didn't expect that before he took two steps, Ding Mo's figure suddenly disappeared, and a blue-white long sword suddenly appeared at the entrance of the valley in front of him.

The long sword seems to have no substance, just a phantom, but it comes with a majestic momentum and fills the valley in an instant. Although it is invisible and substanceless, it is as cold as a gust of wind and as wanton as a rainstorm.

Even though it was nearly a hundred feet away, he still felt the sword's intent piercing to the bone, and couldn't help resisting.

As soon as the sword was released, like a long rainbow penetrating the sun, it cut through the formation in an instant and disappeared without a trace.