"I heard that there are a lot of people coming from the other side?"

Soon, the two jars of wine were finished by the four of them. Qingfeng Martial Saint also saw that Lu Ziyu wanted it, but Lu Ziyu pretended not to see it and just took out two jars of amber wine. Then they slowly drank and ate.

Started chatting.

The sword master took a sip of wine, put down his glass and spoke casually.

"Well, I'm not very clear about the details, but according to the news from over there, a total of eight Martial Saints have disappeared without a trace. They should all be here."

Mr. Jiang nodded and said.

"Then we are still two short, do you have any candidates?"

The Sword Saint's expression didn't change much after hearing this, and he asked.

"Not yet. Lie Wuji is in the Central Continent and there has been no news. I have tried to contact him. I don't know if I can still come. It's urgent!"

Old Man Jiang shook his head and said.

"That old guy has been going to the Central Continent for almost a hundred years. Did he find something good and won't come back?"

The sword master took another sip of wine and joked.

"Even if we are contacted, there is still one person left!"

The Sword Master ignored the Sword Master's words and continued.

"Then there's the Bloody Clothes, but that one's whereabouts have been elusive, and there's no news about him until now. His disciples and disciples don't know either. Anyway, the news has been sent out, so we'll see if he can come at the right time!"

Mr. Jiang said with some melancholy.

"I feel a little hung up. We don't have much time left. There is no news so far. If we don't make it by then, it will be very bad. It's better to just surrender then!"

The sword master's tone was very casual, and he did not stop holding the chopsticks in his hand.

"Then go ahead, no one will stop you!"

The Sword Master seemed to be offended by the Sword Master's attitude and retorted with a straight face.

"Don't tell me yet, I think Emperor Xia has a good idea!"

The Sword Master didn't mind the Sword Master's attitude at all, and continued: "If my Sword Sect hadn't established a foothold in the South China Sea, otherwise I would have surrendered to the Emperor Xia a long time ago!"

"snort!"

The sword master's words stimulated the sword master even more. The chopsticks in his hand hit the table hard. He stopped drinking and turned his head without looking at the sword master.

"To be honest, there should be quite a few people who think like you!"

Martial Saint Qingfeng had been drinking wine and suddenly said.

"Why, you agree?"

Sword Saint versus Qingfeng Martial Saint, Qingfeng Martial Saint is the first batch of Martial Saints to come here.

"I can't say whether I agree or disagree, it's almost the same. The human race has not changed much over the years. Maybe the one who unified the human race has really changed!"

Qingfeng Martial Saint shook his head, took a sip of wine and said.

Old Man Jiang listened quietly, did not speak, and just kept drinking.

"There will be changes, but it may be a massive attack by the demon clan!"

The Sword Saint's voice was a bit cold: "The human race is not unified, and those monster tribes may not pay much attention to it, but if the human race is really unified, then the monster tribe is not a fool, and will not wait for the human race to become big!"

"For so many years, the human race has been lingering half-dead, so why not have a big war to wake up some people!"

The sword master shook his head slightly and looked at the group of martial saints gathered in the distance as he spoke.

Lu Ziyu looked over and saw that there were several martial saints there that he didn't recognize. One of them was introduced to him when he first came here. His name was Su Xin martial saint, and he was from the Su family, a reclusive family.

This time, neither Sword Saint nor Qingfeng Martial Saint spoke.

"No matter what, we must fight this match, and we must show my Nanhai style, otherwise we will make people laugh!"

Only then did Old Man Jiang speak.

"I don't care about this. As long as we can fight, it's fine. We didn't fight well last time and were stopped by others. We must have a good fight this time!"

Qingfeng Martial Saint picked up the wine glass, took a sip and said.

"I heard that you got beaten up last time!"

The Sword Master looked at Qingfeng Martial Saint and said with a smile.

"Oh, who said it? Let him come here and say it, and let's see who beats whom!"

Martial Saint Qingfeng suddenly became hairy and said loudly without even drinking any more wine.

"hehe!"

The sword master raised his glass and drank the wine with a smile. He did not answer, but turned to Lu Ziyu and said: "Brother Lu, what do you think, is it better for the human race to be unified or to remain as it is now?"

As soon as he said this, the four people at the table looked at him.

Lu Ziyu stopped pouring the wine and greeted the old Sword Master several times in his mind, but he said carefully: "This junior doesn't know, but this junior was born and grew up in the South China Sea. You can't just give up the South China Sea!"

"hehe!"

Upon hearing this, the Sword Master looked at Lu Ziyu with a smile, and finally said: "What you said is all bullshit and dishonest!"

Lu Ziyu didn't speak anymore, but quietly poured wine for several big guys. The four of them chatted for a while, talking about everything from far and wide, which opened Lu Ziyu's horizons.

"Boy Lu, after you finish here, go over there and train those people. Don't run away again!"

Just when the four of them were almost finished drinking, Old Man Jiang said to Lu Ziyu.

Lu Ziyu burst into tears and said, "Mr. Jiang, just let me go, I really can't!"

"Haha, there is someone here who knows this, if not, you can learn slowly!"

Old Man Jiang obviously didn't intend to let him go.

"How long has this been? There is no time for the juniors to study. I see that the seniors are doing a good job, so I will continue to work hard for them!"

Lu Ziyu hugged his fists and begged for mercy.

"What about you, you are so young, you stay at home all day, and you don't know how to share the burden with us old guys!"

Old Man Jiang said.

"You guys are old. Although the juniors can't help the seniors, I have thought about something in the past few days. I wonder if Mr. Jiang wants to hear it."

Lu Ziyu filled the wine channel for Old Man Jiang.

"Tell me and listen!"

Old Man Jiang glanced at Lu Ziyu and said.

"Mr. Jiang, look, it is said that there is going to be a battle between the Grand Master and the Great Grand Master. The scene will definitely be very big, and there will definitely be a lot of injured people. Why don't we specially come out with some people with medical skills?

Separate them and set up a temporary treatment center on the battlefield when the time comes.

Where there are injuries, find those who are fast and wander around the battlefield to deliver the injured people down. As long as they can be treated in time, they will be able to return to the battlefield soon. This war will definitely not be short.

Yes, in this way, our rate of attrition will slow down!"

Lu Ziyu quickly stated his thoughts.

"Hey, this seems like a good idea!"

The Sword Saint next to him praised, and the Sword Saint and Qingfeng Martial Saint both nodded in praise.

"Well, good!"

Old Man Jiang stroked his beard and nodded. Finally he looked at Lu Ziyu and said, "Your medical skills are no worse than those of the Medical Saint. I'll leave this job to you!"
Chapter completed!