Silence, silence is the saint who was lit as lamp oil tonight, Wang Daqiao!

To be precise, it wasn't so silent, and all the sword cultivators could still hear the sobbing and crying of the Shura Sword...... The cry of the Shura Sword????

The one who painted the saint's body on the deck, lit the divine soul as lamp oil, broke the thousand-year-old Dao system of the Spirit Sword Sect without saying a word, and suppressed the Demon Sea with his own strength!

Even because of his existence, the demon clan did not dare to cross the West Sea and take the northern border of the Dayu Dynasty, and was called the man of the West Sea...... At this moment, I was crying!!

Nangong Wenjue's sword, which had already been drawn, fell to the ground with a clatter.

He didn't dare to speak, but he used the secret technique of listening to the wind to whisper what he wanted to say at the moment to the ears of Su Minlong next to him.

"What should we do? I don't think it's possible for us to get out alive today, I think the Shura Sword will kill us!"

Su Minlong also replied with listening to the wind!

"Death is death! I can see Shura Sword crying in this life, I am happier than being killed by him!"

"Grass! The Shura Sword turned out to have a master, and the legendary heartless and ruthless Shura Sword turned out to cry! I'm happy, I'm balanced!"

The corners of Nangong Wenjue's eyes twitched...... Su Minlong is a sword idiot, he knew that he was hit by the Shura Sword before, but he didn't expect that this thing was still a madman!

At this moment, he used the wind to send a message to Liu Mujian!

"Elder Liu, protect us, my Nangong family inherits your kindness! Also, why did you even say that the master of Shura Jian who cried and hugged his thighs was your junior? Didn't you say that this kid didn't know anything about swordsmanship?"

The corners of Liu Mujian's eyes twitched......

"I'm working hard...... But didn't I say it, I don't know him well...... I really don't know it! But what realm is the master of the Shura Sword? Great Sage Realm? Immortal King Realm? I don't feel it! I shouldn't have done anything wrong along the way! No, I'm too rude...... Damn!"

And the other sword cultivators were also thinking about it at the moment, and some even wanted to kneel down directly to Lin Mo for a while!

As for Lin Mo at this moment, he was a little emotional, the young man in front of him didn't seem to be the mighty Shura Sword, but still the resolute-eyed young man he picked up at the foot of the Spirit Sword Mountain back then!

He still remembered that when he was about to sit down, Dugu Nan also cried so sadly, he patted his head and said softly.

"You are going to become the number one swordsman of the human race in the Tianshu Continent! If you can survive as a teacher one day, I will definitely come to you, and then I will say, if we meet on different days, how will I congratulate you? With tears, with silence. "

"You'll remember me when you ......"

Lin Mo sighed with emotion, patted Dugu Nan's head, and then his complexion suddenly changed.

"Have you cried enough?"

"How did I teach you back then, men don't flick when they have tears! What's more, as a sword cultivator, have you ever seen a crying beast?"

"And let me ask you, that girl is your disciple? Yes, even the Chunjun I gave you back then, you gave it away!"

Dugu Nan's face changed, and then he turned his head and looked at the girl, his face suddenly became fierce and majestic!

"Dugu Qiaobai, come here !!"

Dugu Qiaobai trembled all over, and walked over a little timidly, she had never seen the master like this!

Then, Dugu Nan pulled Dugu Qiaobai over, directly made her kneel on the ground, pressed her head, and kowtowed to Lin Mo three times together!

"Disciple Dugu Nan, take my apprentice, who is also my daughter, to meet the master!!"

"Dugu Qiaobai, meet the ancestor !!"

This time it was Lin Mo's turn to be stunned for a moment, and he even instinctively wanted to take a step back...... own apprentices...... Even have a daughter??

At the same time, Dugu Nan raised his head, although there were tears in the corners of his eyes, but his pupils regained their perseverance!

"In front of the master, the apprentice has nothing to hide, Qiaobai is my daughter, her mother died many years ago, I let her stay by my side as an apprentice!

Lin Mo raised his eyebrows, but he didn't say anything, he was just in a somewhat complicated mood, the little dick who had a tendon back then was all enlightened, and even had a daughter, and he was still a single dog...... Grass!!!

At the same time, Dugu Qiaobai glanced at Lin Mo a little timidly, and then looked at Dugu Nan.

"Master, this is really Master Zu...... The ancestor was born so young and good-looking!"

Dugu Nan turned around and glared at Dugu Qiubai fiercely.

"Who allows you to be unreasonable in front of the master, and go to get fifty sword whips in a while!"

Dugu Qiaobai trembled all over, she had never seen her father so strict with herself.

She pouted, and her eyes were red with some grievances!

But at this moment, Lin Mo's faint voice came!

"Before you punish your apprentice, little two...... Do you know what's wrong?"

Dugu Nan's pupils shrank! Then he immediately knelt down again and grabbed the ground with his head!

"Please punish the master, the disciple is willing to receive a thousand sword whips!"

This time, outside the Sword Pavilion, all the sword cultivators, their legs were weak...... Who the hell is that boy-like guy? Why don't they kill themselves now! At least they don't have to be painted on the deck! Light an oil lamp!

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