"I'll go..."

Duan Wuya looked stunned, is this a disagreement and turning his face?

"Where to go, give me a reason..."

Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Wuya with a displeased expression.

"What's the reason..."

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a puzzled expression, as the most outstanding disciple of the Duan family of Dali Tianlong Temple, he had always received an orthodox royal education.

"Holy..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Duan Wuya suspiciously, this guy couldn't pretend to be stupid.

A little on his right hand, another innate Gengjin sword qi **** came out.

"Brother, stop..."

Duan Wuya's body shook and dodged.

"If you tell me to stop, I'll stop, who do you think you are?"

Mo Lingquan connected the dots with both hands, and for a while, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the sand and rocks flew in the field, and Duan Wuya shouted.

"Wow, you and I have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the near future, but it's just itchy hands, compare with you, I've already admitted defeat, what do you want."

At this moment, Duan Wuya simply wanted to cry without tears. After running out of the Tianlong Temple, he has fought with people more than ten times, and he has never met such an unreasonable person.

"What do I think? If you lose, you don't have to admit defeat, how can there be such a good thing. ”

Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows, this guy has a good hand, how can there be a problem with IQ.

"Oops... Someone's killed... What do you think..."

Duan Wuya's face was depressed.

"That's good, Ben is missing a follower, it's you."

Mo Lingquan accepted the invitation and stood up, looking at Duan Wuya with a calm face, after this innate sword qi venting, the anger in his heart that was interrupted because of his thoughts also disappeared.

Duan Wuya's arrogant temperament reminded him of his brother Jun Qianyu who was far away in Yunlan. Anyway, the two didn't have any big enmity, and he suddenly had a sense of ridicule.

"What? Attendant? ”

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a confused expression.

"That's right, squire."

Mo Lingquan hugged his hands, the long sword in his hand was held by him on his chest, and he looked at Duan Wuya with a smile on his face.

"Why? I am a descendant of the dignified Dali royal family, and you are almost the same as my follower. ”

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a serious face.

"So you refuse."

A strange smile appeared on the corner of Mo Lingquan's mouth, which made Duan Wuya's heart suddenly rise with an ominous premonition.

"That's right! miss me..."

Before Duan Wuya's words could be finished, another formless and phaseless innate Gengjin sword qi struck, interrupting his words.

"I'm going... The gentleman does not move his hands. ”

Duan Wuya's face was dark, how could he meet someone who would do it without saying a word.

"I'm sorry, I'm a more direct person, and I like to solve problems with my fists."

Mo Lingquan pursed his lips, unmoved, and pointed out his hands one after another, and the surrounding trees were suddenly affected.

"I said brother, there is something to say, there is something to say..."

Duan Wuya regretted that his intestines were blue, he would not have appeared if he had known this, seeing Mo Lingquan's swordsmanship, his hands were itchy for a while, he never thought of meeting a very unreasonable madman, but his sword qi kung fu was more mysterious than his Duan family.

He didn't know that Mo Lingquan knew his existence as soon as he appeared, and if he didn't feel that he had no malicious intent, he wouldn't have left his hand just now.

"Agree or refuse, there's nothing to say."

Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Wuya with a sarcastic expression.

"Brother, be forgiving and forgiving. I admit it. ”

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a bitter expression.

"Okay... Either beat me or be my sidekick. ”

Mo Lingquan felt that this disciple of the Duan clan of Dali Tianlong Temple was too interesting.

"Actually, it's not impossible to be your sidekick, you have to accompany me to compete with the sword."

Duan Wuya thought about it for a moment and looked at Mo Lingquan with a smile on his face.

"I'll go..."

"That's fine..."

Mo Lingquan looked at Duan Wuya with a suspicious expression, this guy shouldn't be stupid.

"Okay, give me a word! Could it be that you are afraid that you will not be able to lose to me. ”

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a smug face, and finally pulled back a game.

"With your three-legged cat's kung fu, I'll be afraid of you?"

Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows and looked at Duan Wuya with disdain.

"I don't have time to waste time with you, though."

Without waiting for Duan Wuya to answer, Mo Lingquan pursed his lips and said with a disdainful expression.

"What... Waste of time..."

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with an angry face, he was a descendant of the Dali royal family, and he was so disliked.

"Alright, let's go... No time and you're wasting time here. ”

Mo Lingquan waved his hand and was about to turn around and leave.

"Stop... A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated. ”

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with an angry face on his face.

"You're so annoying."

Mo Lingquan turned his head with an impatient expression.

"I'm a descendant of the Dali royal family, you dare to underestimate me."

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a sad and angry expression.

"Descendants of the royal family?"

Mo Lingquan reacted at this time, the Duan family of Dali Tianlong Temple was the Dali royal family in ancient times.

"What do you want to do?"

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a worried expression.

"It's nothing, Mingren doesn't say dark words, I ask you for news."

Mo Lingquan turned his head and looked at Duan Wuya with a calm expression.

"Ask me for news? You're not stupid, are you? ”

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a strange expression, no matter how he said it, he would change his face.

"Fuck off, you're a fool."

Mo Lingquan looked at Duan Wuya with an unkind expression, this guy is too unlikeable.

"Well... For the sake of you being my follower, what do you want to ask? ”

Duan Wuya shrugged his shoulders and looked at Mo Lingquan helplessly.

"Who's the henchman?"

Mo Lingquan raised his eyebrows, looked at Duan Wuya with an unkind expression, and pointed out the innate Gengjin sword qi with one finger, hitting the big tree behind him, directly piercing the wood that one person was hugging.

"I'm going... There's something to say..."

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with an embarrassed expression.

"I still like to talk with my fists, don't you think?"

Mo Lingquan looked at Duan Wuya with a smile on his face.

"Well... I'm your henchman..."

Duan Wuya shrugged his shoulders and looked at Mo Lingquan helplessly.

"It's really hard to serve, changing your face is faster than turning a book..."

Duan Wuya muttered in a low voice.

"Are you talking about me?"

The hilt of the long sword in Mo Lingquan's hand rested on Duan Wuya's shoulder.

"Damn... The gentleman doesn't move his hands, I say brother, I have something to say. ”

Duan Wuya's face changed, and he sneered.

"Then you'll treat me as a villain."

Mo Lingquan looked at Duan Wuya with a calm face.

"Gah..."

"You're really good at laughing..."

Duan Wuya's face was embarrassed, he felt that Mo Lingquan was divine, and his face changed faster than turning a book.

"Jokes? Maybe it would. ”

Mo Lingquan's face was bitter.

"Brother, how do I feel that you have more stories than I do..."

Duan Wuya looked at Mo Lingquan with a serious face, the other party is so old, there are such cultivators, and they must not be unknown in the rivers and lakes, but they have never heard of it, although the Duan family of Dali Tianlong Temple is in a safe corner.