Chapter 627 You Choose

Having torn the gap, Zhou Shu followed the heavy golden sword and landed in front of Kong Jieren.

Glancing at Kong Jieren who was still in a daze, and then at the Wuzheng book in his hand, Zhou Shu closed the letter casually.

The defensive barrier disappeared immediately.

Wu Zhengshu, such a powerful fifth-order magic weapon, a coveted treasure, was right in front of him, but Zhou Shu didn't take a second look.

He knew that it was impossible for him to snatch Wu Zhengshu, even if it was just a casual thing, he could do it easily.

It is a crime to conceive bi, and to obtain such a magic weapon will inevitably become the goal of the Kong family and even most monks in the Nascent Soul Realm. Since it is impossible to keep it, it will only lead to death, so why bother? You must know that if you can't resist the temptation for a while, you will definitely die. Countless cultivators died without a place to bury because of this greed.

Kill them all?

It is conceivable but impossible to do, because it is impossible to do without traces. A direct descendant of a family like Kong Jieren must have something like a natal soul lamp in the family. As long as something happens, the family will soon know.

"Do not move."

The pressure on the heavy golden sword released, completely suppressing Kong Jieren, almost unable to move.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Seeing the long sword hanging in front of him, Kong Jieren's face suddenly turned pale, he couldn't help becoming flustered and yelling at him repeatedly, but at this moment he really understood the difference in strength between himself and Zhou Shu, without Wu Zhengshu, the gap would be far away , He didn't dare to struggle much, and he didn't ask for help.

And the black-clothed cultivators behind him took a few steps closer, their faces showed a lot of worry, but they were cautious, and they didn't dare to get too close when they thought about it, they just kept shouting there.

"My son, don't mess around!"

"Young master Kong is the young master of the Kong family in Quyun, with a high status. If you hurt him, the master will never let you go!"

"Peace is the most precious, and peace is the most precious."

"If there is any misunderstanding, just talk about it, don't really do it."

...

Zhou Shu stared at Kong Jieren, with a smile on his lips, "Master Kong, are you willing to leave?"

"Why do you want me to go? If I don't go, what can you do? You don't even dare to touch my magic weapon, and you dare to do anything to me?"

Hearing what the followers said, Kong Jieren's panic gradually dissipated, and suddenly he became arrogant again, as if he had settled on Zhou Shu, thinking that Zhou Shu had nothing to do with him.

It is rare for a child of an aristocratic family to act such a rogue, but Zhou Shu was not surprised.

"Is it?"

Zhou Shu smiled slightly, but the smile was very cold, "It's really regrettable."

Of course, it wasn't just a sneer, but the coercion was also doubled, and the powerful consciousness poured away like a waterfall.

With such a short distance and unreserved cast, his spiritual sense immediately suppressed Kong Jieren.

In an instant, Kong Jieren's spiritual consciousness was completely separated by Zhou Shu, and he was completely covered. He could hardly feel the situation outside, and even his mind was a little unclear. It was as if he had fallen into a cold winter icehouse. A burst of cold spring gushed out, and the body couldn't help shaking.

He had never encountered this kind of situation before, and he was completely suppressed in terms of his strongest spiritual consciousness, which he couldn't even imagine.

The fear of Zhou Shu has risen to another level.

Kong Jieren's face turned pale, "What are you trying to do... help me quickly..."

He tried to get rid of the suppression, but he couldn't do it. His spiritual consciousness was not as good as Zhou Shu's. Even if he was cultivated with Renwang Jue, he could only protect himself at this time, and he didn't have any spare power to fight back to break through Zhou Shu's spiritual consciousness. surrounded by.

"No one can hear you, you'd better keep your manners."

Zhou Shu put down the heavy golden sword, grabbed Wuzheng Shu lightly, stroked his hands a few times, and was quite intoxicated, "It's such a magic weapon, who wouldn't want it?"

"If you dare to take it away, you will never live in peace!"

Kong Jie shouted loudly, but his voice was a little pale, but he had no other choice but to shout.

"Don't worry, I just borrowed it for a few days to play, and I won't keep it. However, I will give it to Tianjianmen or Cihangzong. I think they will be happy to accept Wuzheng's book. After all, it was given by someone else. I didn’t snatch it myself, so there won’t be any trouble..." He paused, looked at Kong Jieren, and smiled, "You said, will they return the book of Wuzheng to the Kong family? "

"Why... why did you do this?"

Kong Xie was a little sluggish, he didn't expect Zhou Shu to do this, don't give the book without contention to others instead.

But once Wu Zhengshu really fell into the hands of Da Zongmen, it would be very difficult for the Kong family to come back, especially if it was sent out for nothing. Da Zongmen had no fault at all, and there were enough reasons not to return it. Even if you pay it back, you will definitely pay a heavy blow.

"I like."

Zhou Shu didn't look at him, and continued talking, as if he was talking about a very common thing, "Will the Kong family still treat you as the young master if the book of Wuzheng is lost in your hands? I think, most likely not Even if you are still, I am afraid that you will lose your prestige, and no one will convince you and listen to you, which is a pity."

Kong Jie was shocked, both startled and frightened.

Losing a family treasure, no matter what the circumstances, even in his capacity as the young master, is hard to forgive, especially now that the Kong family has very few family treasures.

"You don't have to doubt, I will really do it, if you really don't want to go."

Zhou Shu's voice became cold again, piercing like ice.

Feeling the cold air seeping in little by little, Kong Jieren couldn't hold back the fear in his heart, hesitatingly said, "I..."

"Don't hesitate, just say whether you want to or not."

Crack, crack!

With two consecutive beeps, the pen in his hand broke into three pieces and fell into the air and disappeared.

Zhou Shu put down the heavy golden sword, and said slowly, "Do you want to become like this pen? If you continue to provoke me, I don't guarantee that I will continue to talk to you peacefully."

Holding the bare pen holder, Kong Jieren felt more fear in his heart, looking left and right, but his consciousness was blocked, he could only see the anxious expressions of his attendants, but could not hear any voice other than Zhou Shu, so he didn't know what to do .

It's also retribution, usually he is always arbitrary, but when it comes to a critical moment, if he wants to listen to other people's opinions, he can't hear them.

"what you do!"

"You dare to attack the young master, don't you want to live!"

"Stop!"

The black-clothed cultivator was shocked immediately, and almost wanted to step forward.

Zhou Shu didn't care, and didn't look at them too much. Even if they went up together, Zhou Shu had nothing to fear, let alone they didn't dare at all.

As subordinates, the master's family was under control. They couldn't think of a good way to save people, and they didn't want the master's family to have trouble, so they could only wait on the sidelines.

"Have you thought it through?"

Zhou Shu held Wuzheng's book in front of Kong Jieren, with a smile on his face, "Take the book away, and I will go with you, don't appear in front of me again, or let me take the book, you choose."

Kong Jieren stared at Wu Zhengshu and remained silent.

But at this time, his inner defense had been destroyed layer by layer, and his persistence was no longer there. He seemed to be at the mercy of others. choose.

"It was my fault."

Zhou Shu seemed to understand, his figure floated back tens of feet, but Wu Zhengshu didn't move, still hanging in front of Kong Jieren.

He looked at Kong Jieren with a smile on his face, "How?"