Chapter 137: Dragon Scale Sword

To kneel or not to kneel?

This is a problem.

Kneel, Mo Xianyi's age, but even if it is not guaranteed, when the time comes, this matter will definitely be deeply imprinted on his body like a brand.

But if you don't kneel, first of all, it's him who proposes to kneel!

If he breaks his promise, he will also be talked about by his disciples.

kneeling, maybe you can end up with a good reputation.

Well, this can be regarded as Mo Xianyi's self-consolation.

He took a deep breath and said awe-inspiringly: "I, Mo Xian, have always said and done, but Lin Fan, let me remind you first, my kneeling is not kneeling to you!" ”

"It's that you knelt down to defeat Xu Qiang of the Xuanming Sword Sect just now, and saved the reputation of my Cangying Sword Sect, which made the old man admire!"

Mo Xianyi's face is righteous and awe-inspiring, and if he is not familiar with him, I am afraid that he can really be fooled.

Lin Fan looked at this Elder Mo speechlessly, obviously he lost the bet, and he could still kneel down so much for himself.

It is also a capital service word.

Mo Xianyi slowly walked in front of Lin Fan, and he continued to say loudly at this time: "I, Mo Xianyi, was born in the Cangjian Sect, and I will definitely die in the Cangjian Sect in the future. ”

"My feelings for the Cangjian Sect, no one can understand!"

"Kneel quickly, it's more than talking." Lin Fan couldn't help but say.

Specially, when you kneel, do you have to let him sing a play first?

Mo Xianyi took a deep breath and knelt down in front of Lin Fan with a plop.

The disciples below had their eyes wide open.

No one thought that Mo Xianyi would really kneel for Lin Fan.

Even Rong Yunhe, who was standing on the side, twitched the corners of his mouth, and his face was full of envy.

He, the head of the house, has not been kneeled by Mo Xian.

Lin Fan saw Rong Yunhe's envious look, and he couldn't help but secretly think in his heart, his master was also a little useless.

Looking at his envious look, he almost drooled.

Lin Fan also said at this time: "Elder Mo is really high-spirited, for the sake of the Cangjian Sect, he actually gave me a mere disciple to kneel, Elder Mo has to let someone protect me, if I turn around and have an accident, others will think that Elder Mo has a small belly and chicken intestines, and sent someone to assassinate me." ”

Mo Xian suddenly felt some liver pain.

This is also the most aggrieved place for him, just kneel, let Lin Fan say this at this time, it is really difficult for him to send someone to solve him.

Mo Xianyi said with an ugly face: "I, Mo Xianyi, will never be so stingy, Lin Fan, you are very good!" You are so young and talented, you will definitely be the mainstay of my Cangjian Sect in the future, I appreciate you very much! ”

Anyway, kneeling and kneeling, Mo Xian thought about it, he had to say something nice.

"How much do you appreciate it?" Lin Fan suddenly asked.

Mo Xian paused, but he didn't expect Lin Fan to ask like this.

Lin Fan: "Elder Mo, since you appreciate me, you also saw it just now, when I fought against Xu Qiang, I didn't even have a weapon to take advantage of, otherwise, how about you send me a good sword?" ”

This bastard, he really has to inch in!

Mo Xian quickly spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

The disciples below also spoke one by one.

"Elder Mo is really high-spirited."

"I didn't expect Elder Mo to be so condescending to kneel for the geniuses in the sect."

"What do you know, Elder Mo is a cherished talent!"

"Then I'm also a genius, can you let Elder Mo spare it?"

"In other words, Elder Mo cherishes his talents so much, he shouldn't be reluctant to give up a good sword, right?"

"That's for sure, Elder Mo is a young man, and he kneels down, can he still give up a sword?"

Listening to the coaxing of the disciples below, Mo Xian's liver hurt even more.

This is a model of losing his wife and breaking his army, remember, this is a key question, to be tested.

Mo Xian clenched his fists, looked at Lin Fan, and said, "Okay, I'll send you a good sword when I go back!" ”

"Don't look back!" Lin Fan said: "There are so many people here, you can send a good sword, just to show that Elder Mo cherishes it, isn't it?" ”

Listening to Lin Fan's words, Mo Xian couldn't wait to rush up and strangle this bastard to death, and he would die with him.

What a fuss?

Lao Tzu gave you face like this, and he kicked his nose and eyes.

Lin Fan naturally knew that if he really asked Mo Xian to send it back again, he might not be able to give him any kind of rubbish stuff.

Now taking advantage of the enthusiasm of the masses below, Mo Xianyi is embarrassed to give up his face, he gives it too badly.

"Master, you don't care about this kid?" Mo Xian looked at Rong Yunhe on the side.

Rong Yunhe coughed and whispered, "Elder Mo, you see, this kneeling has all been kneeling, and many of them have gone, wouldn't it be more noble and bright to give a good sword?" ”

Mo Xian heard them one by one and shouted: "Okay! ”

After speaking, Mo Xianyi pulled out his sword and said loudly: "This dragon scale sword is the heirloom of my Mo family, and it is also my Mo Xianyi sword!" It is the best magic weapon of human level. ”

What the?

Everyone looked at Mo Xianyi in surprise.

But then, Mo Xianyi said coldly: "But the dragon scale sword can only be used if you can recognize the master, if you can make the dragon scale sword recognize the lord again to you, then I will give it to you!" ”

Only then did everyone solve their confusion.

They just said, how could Mo Xianyi take out the heirloom of his Mo family and give it away.

Even if it's acting, there's no need to act like this.

Now it suddenly dawned on me that this dragon scale sword had now recognized Mo Xianyi as the master.

How can you casually recognize another master?

Lin Fan wanted to let the Dragon Scale Sword recognize him as the master again, which was basically impossible.

Rong Yunhe, who was on the side, was startled, and hurriedly grabbed Mo Xianyi: "Elder Mo, calm down, calm down, this dragon scale sword is your family heirloom~"

Rong Yunhe had already thought of the fact that Zu Jian wanted to recognize the master at that time, and hurriedly persuaded him.

It's not that he doesn't want Lin Fan to get this good thing.

But if the heirloom of the Mo family is given to Lin Fan, will Lin Fan still have a good life in the future?

Mo Xian waved his hand, and said righteously: "The head doesn't need to be like this, I appreciate Lin Fan's disciple, and I am optimistic about him!" What about family heirlooms, as long as I can recognize him as the master, then I am naturally happy! ”

"Don't, don't, Elder Mo calm down again." Rong Yunhe continued to persuade: "What if I really recognize Lin Fan as the master? ”

All the disciples looked at Mo Xianyi.

Oh, yes.

If you really think that Lin Fan is the master, wouldn't it be very embarrassing?

Mo Xian laughed loudly, and said heroically: "I am dignified Mo Xian, one word, one word, one is the same!" ”

"Don't think about it?" Rong Yunhe asked.

Mo Xian nodded and said, "Lin Fan, come, if you have the ability, let the Dragon Scale Sword recognize you as the master!" ”

When Lin Fan heard this, he also didn't know how to make the Dragon Scale Sword recognize the master, and walked over, his hand just about to touch the Dragon Scale Sword.

The magic weapons are all spiritual, and the dragon scale sword seems to have sensed something at this time, and trembled.