The gap had been torn through and naturally followed the trend. Zhou Shu followed the heavy gold sword and landed in front of Kong Jieren.

After looking at Kong Jieren who was still stunned, he looked at Wujian Shu in his hand again, and Zhou Shu closed the book script casually.

The defense barrier disappeared immediately.

Wuzheng Book, such a powerful fifth-level magic weapon, a coveted treasure, is right in front of you, but Zhou Shu did not take a look at it again.

He knew that he could not snatch Wujian Book, even if it was just a casual matter, it could be done easily.

If you are guilty of possessing a treasure, you will definitely become the target of the Confucius family and even most of the Nascent Soul Realm Cultivators. Since it is impossible to keep it, it will only cause death. Why should you take action? You must know that if you cannot resist the temptation for a while, you will definitely die. Countless cultivators die because of this little greed.

Kill all of these people?

It is conceivable but not done, because it is impossible to do without traces. A family like Kong Jieren must have something like a natal soul lamp in the family. As long as something happens, the family will know it soon.

"Do not move."

The pressure from the heavy gold sword spread out, completely pressing Kong Jieren down, almost unable to move.

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

Seeing the long sword hanging in front of him, Kong Jieren's face turned pale and he couldn't help but panic and scolded him repeatedly. But at this time he really understood the gap between his strength and Zhou Shu. Without Wuzhan's letter, the difference was far away. He dared not struggle more and did not ask for help.

The few black-clothed cultivators behind him walked closer a few steps, with many worries on their faces, but they were afraid of being attacked. They wanted to come over but dared not get too close, so they just kept shouting there.

"Young Master, don't do anything random!"

"Young Master Kong is the young master of the Qu Yun Kong family. He has a respectable status. If you hurt him, the head of the family will never let you go!"

"Harmony is precious, harmony is precious."

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

...

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

"Why do you want me to leave? I won't leave? So what can you do? You don't even dare to move my magic weapon, and you dare to attack me?"

Hearing the words of the follower behind, Kong Jieren's panic gradually dissipated, and suddenly became arrogant again, as if he had settled down on Zhou Shu, thinking that Zhou Shu had no choice but to him.

It is rare for children from aristocratic families to act such rogue behavior, but Zhou Shu was not surprised.

"Is that true?"

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

Of course, it was not just a sneer, but also a double pressure, and a powerful spiritual consciousness poured out like a waterfall.

At such a close distance and unreserved casting, his spiritual sense immediately suppressed Kong Jieren.

In an instant, Kong Jieren's spiritual consciousness was completely separated by Zhou Shu and completely covered. He could hardly feel the situation outside, and even his mind was a little unclear. He seemed to have fallen into a cold winter ice cellar, and his body was cold. A cold spring surged from his heart, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

He had never encountered this situation before, and was completely suppressed in his strongest spiritual consciousness, which was beyond imagination.

The fear of Zhou Shu has risen to another level.

Kong Jieren's face turned pale, "What do you want to do... save me..."

He tried to get rid of the suppression, but he couldn't do it. His spiritual consciousness was not as good as Zhou Shu. Even if he was cultivated with the King of Ren, he could only protect himself at this time and had no spare energy to fight back to break through the siege of Zhou Shu's spiritual consciousness.

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

Zhou Shu put down the heavy gold sword and gently grabbed Wujianshu. He stroked his hand a few times, showing intoxication, "What a magic weapon, who wouldn't want it?"

"If you dare to steal it, you will never be able to live in peace!"

Kong Jieren shouted loudly, but the voice was a little pale, but he had no other way except to shout.

"Don't worry, I'll just lend it away for a few days and I won't leave it behind. However, I'll give it to Tianjian Sect or Cihang Sect. I believe they will be happy to accept Wujian Book. After all, it was sent by someone else, not by himself, so there will be no trouble..." He paused, looked at Kong Jieren, and smiled, "You said, will they return it to the Kong family after they got Wujian Book?"

"Why do you... do this?"

Kong Jieren was a little dull. He didn't expect Zhou Shu to do this, so he didn't give it to others without competing for the letter.

But once Wujian Shu really falls into the hands of the big sect, it will be difficult for the Kong family to come back, especially if it is given out in vain. The big sect has no fault at all, and there is enough reason not to return it. Even if you pay it back, you will definitely make a big hit.

"I like."

Zhou Shu didn't look at him and continued to say, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing, "Wujian Book is lost in your hands, will the Kong family still treat you as the young master? I think it's probably not possible. Even if you are still, I'm afraid there will be no prestige. No one is willing to accept you and listen to you. It's a pity."

Kong Jieren was shocked, shocked and frightened.

No matter what the situation is, even as the young master, it is difficult to forgive, especially when the Kong family's family's treasures are rarely seen.

"You don't have to doubt that I will do this, if you really don't want to leave."

Zhou Shu's voice became cold again, like the bone-black ice.

Feeling the cold air infiltrating little by little, I was about to be unable to withstand it. Kong Jieren couldn't stop the fear in his heart and hesitated, "I..."

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

Bang, bang!

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

Zhou Shu put down the heavy gold sword and said slowly, "Do you want to be the same as this pen? If you continue to anger me, I don't guarantee that I will continue to talk to you peacefully."

Holding the bare pen, Kong Jieren felt more fear in his heart and looked around, but his spiritual sense was closed. He could only see the anxious expressions of his followers, but could not hear any voice except Zhou Shu, and he didn't know what to do.

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

"what you do!"

"Do you dare to take the initiative to the young man? Don't you want to live anymore!"

"Stop!"

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

Zhou Shu didn't care at all, and didn't look at them more. Even if they went together, Zhou Shu was not afraid, let alone they didn't dare.

As subordinates, the master's family was controlled. They could not think of a good way to save people, and if they didn't want the master's family to have something to do, they could only wait by the side.

"Have you thought it through?"

Zhou Shu held Wujian's book in front of Kong Jieren with a smile, "Take the book away, and the people will go together. Don't show up in front of me again, or let me take the book away, you choose."

Kong Jieren stared at Wuzheng's book and said nothing.

But at this time, his mental defenses had been destroyed layer by layer, and his persistence was gone. He was somewhat obedient to the mercy. He did not speak, but his inherent arrogance made him unable to make a choice under control.

"I was rude."

Zhou Shu seemed to understand, and his body floated back dozens of feet, but Wu Zhengshu did not move, and was still hanging in front of Kong Jieren.
Chapter completed!