"Qingfan, can't you even trust your master's strength?" Mo Qingqiu smiled and said to Qingfan.
The dignified lord, because he was too arrogant, was hurt by the hands of several younger generations. This fact is too embarrassing and must not be known to anyone. The closest disciple is no exception. His smile is still so relaxed and so
Calm and so confident.
Seeing the smile on the master's face, Qingfan also felt relieved, and at the same time, he was secretly ashamed: As a disciple, how could he doubt the master's strength? No matter how strong Gu Fenghua and others are, can they still hurt the master? Unfilial, great
Unfilial.
"If I had known that Lord Jun is really so powerful, I would not hold back just now, alas." At this moment, Gu Fenghua's regretful voice suddenly came from his ears.
After all, Mo Qingqiu is an elder and saved her life yesterday, so even if you have no doubts about his strength, Gu Fenghua will not use all his strength casually. This is the minimum respect for the elders.
"Yes, I didn't use all my strength just now." Luo Enen also looked regretful.
"We are indeed too ignorant of the great power of the Lord. We can't compare to the strength of the Lord. We still hold back, alas." Fatty Luo Bai and Ye Wuse also sighed.
What, what do you say!
Qingfan clearly saw that the master's smile froze.
"Sir, we all held back just now, and we were so disrespectful to our seniors. This time, we will do our best and ask for advice from our seniors." Gu Fenghua raised his sword again.
"Knock!" Luo Enen and his men's long swords were also unsheathed again.
So Qingfan clearly saw that the master not only had his smile froze on his face, but the corners of his mouth twitched heavily.
It is so terrible to hold on each side. If you don’t hold on, how terrible it would be? The heart of the Lord Mo suddenly tightened.
"Or why not stop here today. The disciples of the other sects should also arrive. I will accompany my master to take a look." Qingfan finally realized something was wrong and quickly found a way for his master.
"Yes, yes, let's go and see first. As the master, how can you lose your etiquette?" Mo Qingqiu quickly climbed down the steps.
"No, no, I'll just go and take a look." Tang Junhou said and jumped out like a monkey.
"I haven't come, I'm still on the hillside, you guys just keep going. I've been moving too fast just now, and I haven't seen it clearly." In just a few blinks, Tang Junhou rushed back, his movements were extremely fast,
It fully exerts the Yelang Sect’s Yelang Strike technique.
If you have the chance, you must pat him to death! Mo Qingqiu's foot that had just reached out stopped and looked at Tang Junhou with gritted teeth.
He finally knew why he couldn't help but get angry when he met this monkey. It's not that he didn't practice enough, but that he was so annoying. Not only did he smell bad, but he also had no eyesight. Even if he didn't beat him to death
, Sooner or later, you will be shot to death by others.
"Okay, then do it again." Looking at the pair of expectant eyes, Mo Qingqiu could only say with a tough bullet.
"Sir, why don't you improve your cultivation this time?" Gu Fenghua held up his long sword and said to Mo Qingqiu again.
The power of the sword just now greatly increased her confidence. I believe that even if Mo Qingqiu only suppressed her cultivation level to the third or even the fourth grade of the Emperor Saint, they could fight hard. Since they rely on actual combat to improve their strength, of course, it is more stressful.
The bigger the better.
OK OK OK Mo Qingqiu was overjoyed when he heard this. Gu Fenghua and his teamed up with the sword was really terrible. If he still suppressed his cultivation level to the second level of the Emperor Saint, he was really afraid that he would make a fool of himself in public.
However, although he was very kind, he did not rush to speak. The dignified lord, the water splashed by his married daughter is wrong. It is the water splashed by the words he said. How can he change it?