"I told you that you didn't hear it?"

Xu Ruoying walked over and grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder.

"Really not."

Feng Lin shook his head and pointed to the Lan River in the distance, "Mr. Lan is here."

"Lan...Hello Mr. Lan!"

Xu Ruoying still knows etiquette.

In front of outsiders, you must give yourself a man's face.

"Oh, it seems successful."

Lan He nodded, "If you encounter trouble in the future, run to me. You and Xiao Rou have grown up as a family."

"Thank you, Mr. Lan."

Xu Ruoying lowered her head and turned to leave.

"correct."

Lan He suddenly stood up holding the cup, "Last time I taught you a trick, it's boring now anyway."

"Okay! Thank you, Old Man Lan."

Feng Lin smiled and rubbed his hands. Since Lan He is so strong, the tricks he teaches must be the same.

Lan He glanced at the yard, "Forget it here, is it a relic over you?"

"Yes."

Feng Lin nodded.

"Go to your side."

Lan He came here with a cup of water.

Feng Lin first gave up the road and let Lanhe go ahead.

Lan He stepped on the formation and disappeared here.

Feng Lin also left.

The two appeared in the villa, Lan He noticed at a glance, Chi Jinghong on the sofa.

"Good fellow, you kid hides everything."

Lan He smiled and drank, he closed his eyes gently, "There are not many masters, but facing Xu Xianfan, it's a lot worse."

"That's why I rely on you."

Feng Lin smiled and followed Lan He.

The two left the villa together, and Xu Ruoying and Jingongji Qiuhui followed together.

Only Chi Jinghong was still sitting there, looking at Lan He's back inconceivably.

This old man...

"This is the remains of my current residence."

Feng Lin smiled and pointed around.

"good."

Lan He nodded gently.

In the distance, Shangguan Fugui, who was playing chess with Meng Changsheng, glanced here casually.

He was dumbfounded, his body trembling with excitement, "Are you...Mr. Lan?"

Lan He turned his head and looked at the wealthy side of the superior, with a look of doubt.

"Mr. Lan! It's me, rich and honorable!"

Shangguan Wealthy ran over excitedly and directly knelt on his knees, "Fortune, see Mr. Lan!"

Seeing this scene, the first shocked was Jinguji Qiuhui on the side.

Shangguan Fugui is also regarded as half of her master, she knows the strength of Shangguan Fugui.

And he is arrogant, and he wants to touch any master when he sees it.

Never timid.

Can see this old man kneeling on the ground.

How can this be?

Also shocked was Meng Changsheng.

Shangguan Fugui is his friend for many years and knows his temper best.

The old man in front of him may be the only one who makes him fall into the ground.

"It turns out to be rich and honorable. I can't tell you how to say it. How many years have passed since."

Lan He smiled and waved his hands, "Get up, you are all old men, kneel and kneel."

"Mister is like my mentor, let me be a mixed race who is hunted and killed, and have the strength to protect myself."

Shangguan Fugui knocked three heads at Lanhe before he got up, "You treat me like a reinvention. I have never had a chance to thank you."

Seeing this scene, Feng Lin couldn't help thinking of Xu Xianfan's words.

In terms of appeal, Ji Guangling is far inferior to Lanhe.

He could tell one thing or two from what was in front of him.

If it is said who Lanhe is going to cut, Shangguan is rich and honorable.

"It's not as serious as what you said, you are a good seed, and you can't help but dial a few times."

Lan He smiled and turned his gaze on Meng Changsheng, "You are the second master in Feng Lin's mouth, right?"

"Hello, senior, I will live long in Xia Meng."

Meng Changsheng smiled and arched his hands.

"I am Lan He."

While talking, Lan He took another sip of wolfberry water.

"Lan River?"

Meng Changsheng remembered that Feng Lin mentioned this name last time.

Ask him if he knows it.

It was this person who originally said, but he really didn't know him.

"Qi Zong, Sword Emperor."

Shangguan Fugui reminded him.

"Fuck! Lan Tianhe!"

Meng Changsheng made a huge wave in his heart. It turned out that it was the legendary sword emperor.

The only elder of the Qizong.

It can be said that it is the target of all those who fight with weapons today.

But he became famous too early, and many people feel that he is not a contemporary.

For example, the generation of Meng Changsheng.

The name I've heard the most is Ji Guangling.

Speaking of Lan He, besides the name was missing one word, he had never thought of the Sword Emperor.

"Well, you all come with me. I want to teach Feng Lin a trick, and you will learn it together."

The Lan River walked towards the grass in the distance.

Not only the people here.

Chi Jinghong and Chi Qing in the villa also jumped to the roof of the villa to observe.

Lan He held the water cup in both hands, and four ice swords appeared around his body.

"Baidi Holy Sword?"

Feng Lin asked in shock.

"No, you have misunderstood one thing. The Baidi Holy Sword is a technique, not a sword."

Lan He drank his mouth, "You said that these swords can only assist when you are fighting. It's a pity, come and attack me."

"Old Man Lan, you have to think about it."

Feng Lin also condensed an ice sword in his hands.

"hurry up."

Lan He rolled his eyes.

"Then I am coming!"

Feng Lin quickly rushed towards the Lan River, extremely fast.

The figure constantly attacked Lanhe from all directions and various places.

But Lan He only controlled an ice sword, and every time he closed the forest was blocked.

The key is when the forest is closed for attacks, Lanhe also drank a few sips of wolfberry water from time to time.

For dozens of seconds, the only thing Feng Lin Bingjian touched was Bingjian.

"The defense is not leaking, especially the subsequent attacks, which can be prevented without even seeing it."

Meng Changsheng was shocked.

"All right."

Lan He said to Feng Lin, "I only control one sword, and three others are useless, right?"

"Yes, this is how I am. Once I fight seriously, I can't be distracted and control the remaining swords."

Feng Lin nodded.

"Come on, continue to attack me, this time I will use one more."

Lan He said to Feng Lin.

"good!"

Feng Lin rushed towards Lanhe again, and one of the ice swords continued to defend as before.

Suddenly, the other one also moved.

The long sword went straight down from behind Fenglin, and Fenglin immediately avoided.

As he continued to attack Lanhe, he found that the ice sword was coming again behind him.

He had to turn around to resist.

When he resisted this sword, another one came from behind again.

brush!

Feng Lin flashed outside, "What's the situation? This sense of violation?"

"Rich, what did you find?"

Lan He looked at Shangguan Fugui on the side.

"Sir, rich and dignified." Shangguan rich and dignified scratched his head.

"Feng Lin, attack me again."

Lan He continued.

Feng Lin immediately flashed behind Lan He and leaned over to chop his leg.

At this time, an ice sword defended Feng Lin, and another ice sword cut Feng Lin's leg from behind.

"I understand!"

Feng Lin flashed out again, shocked, "This sword is learning from me to attack!"

"I see."

Shangguan Fugui's eyes widened, "One sword masters the defense, the other sword learns the opponent's attack, wonderful!"

"Yes, this makes up for not being half-hearted. After all, at our level, we don't need to think about imitating the other party's attack."

Meng Changsheng also followed.

Feng Lin was also shocked secretly, and he deserved to be the Sword Emperor.

This is not a technique at all, it is just a few tricks that can play such a role.