That day, Fan Lin suddenly appeared, seeing that he was carrying his hands behind his back, and in the blink of an eye, he had already boarded the red dragon, and asked in surprise: "Brother Fan Lin, why are you here?"

"Brother Aotian, Master Gu, be polite. Fan Lin first saluted Dugu Aotian and Gu Yuanfeng respectively, and then replied, "The younger brother accidentally heard the news of the family teacher before, so he hurriedly came to look for it, and it happened that he had just arrived in Sehai and met Brother Aotian to fight with these benevolent brothers, and the younger brother seemed to have trouble seeing Brother Aotian in the distance, so Tang stood out to see if Brother Aotian was useful to the younger brother's place, and the brother opened his mouth. ”

"Thank you so much Brother Van Lin...... You, just said that you came to Sehai to find your teacher? do you mean, the Holy Teacher, him...... Now in Sehai?" Dugu Aotian hurriedly returned the salute and asked with a happy face.

"This ......" Fan Lin scratched his head and spread his hands again, indicating that he did not have accurate information about the teacher now.

After the group of people from the original Dark Empire saw Fan Lin coming up, they chatted with Aotian and the others endlessly, but they couldn't hear what they said, so they began to be calm. Tetsuji Kitagawa and Amu Khan were both famous figures in the Dark Empire thirty years ago, and they themselves were a little arrogant, and they always felt that he was not worthy of his name for Fan Lin, a rookie who had only suddenly risen in recent years, and when he saw him so young today, he unconsciously felt some contempt in his heart.

Kitagawa Tetsuji urged loudly with a cruel smile on his face: "How about it, Duke Aotian, there are three of you now? Can you start comparing? We don't have much time, and we will go to the next one in a while!"

Hearing Beichuan's words, and seeing his head held high, holding the Taidao in both hands, and looking arrogant with a cruel smile, Fan Lin smiled and shook his head: "You are the black knife Beichuan?

"Huh?" As soon as Fan Lin said this, Tetsuji Kitagawa smiled and frowned slightly, "How can you talk and feel even more arrogant than us old people, besides, there are not 10,000 people who died under my hands, but 8,000, there are too many people who want to seek revenge on me, I don't even know who you are, how can I know your senior brother, who is your senior brother?"

And hearing Fan Lin mention revenge for his senior brother, Dugu Aotian next to him suddenly looked at each other and Gu Yuanfeng and smiled, he was still wondering in his heart, his friendship with Fan Lin was average, how could he suddenly help at this time, and then heard him suddenly mention his senior brother, and the two of them remembered the past incident thirty years ago at the same time, and it was precisely because of the sudden occurrence of that incident that Kitagawa Tetsuji did not participate in the decisive battle of Yancheng in the end, which made the coalition army reduce a lot of damage.

Sure enough, Fan Lin smiled slightly: "I don't know if you still remember the ...... thirty years ago Dis Suter?"

"Diese, you...... ...... are you" Kitagawa Tetsuji almost didn't hold the knife in his hand when he heard this name at first glance, his eyes were wide open, and he looked at Fan Lin with a frightened face, and he couldn't say a word, this name has been in his mind for thirty years, and it has been lingering for thirty years.

And Amu Khan, who was standing next to him, blurted out: "You are Wen Ziming's student?"

As soon as the name "Wen Ziming" came into their ears, everyone present felt that their breath was stagnant, when Wen Ziming established the Higher National College in the Dark Empire, he helped the empire cultivate countless geniuses, and it can be said that the glory of the Dark Empire His contribution is significant. So much so that the later fall of the empire is also said to be because he was not used to the style of the dark empire and forcibly disbanded the academy, resulting in the loss of many talents, and finally the empire slowly decayed before being destroyed by the coalition forces. In short, this person had always been a mountain in the empire back then, pressing on the heads of all their grandmaster-level masters.

The black-robed people were collectively silent, and suddenly another person slowly stood up on the back of the dark dragon, he reached out and brushed off the black hood on his head, sighed softly, and a very recognizable flame-like red long hair fell like a waterfall, this turned out to be a beautiful young woman.

The young woman stared at Fan Lin with her eyes, took two steps forward, and stood beside Beichuan and the two. Seeing her coming, Beichuan and Amhan took a step back and retreated behind her.

"Are you the little junior brother they have been talking about? Master...... Is he okay?"

Hearing the young woman's words, this time it was Fan Lin's turn for the three of them to be confused, they all looked at the young woman, only to see that she had red hair coiled on the top of her head, and a black and translucent hairpin was inserted on it, her eyes were big, her eyes were full of sadness, and a flame-like birthmark on her face not only did not affect her face at all, but looked more and more charming.

"You call him...... Master, you ......" Fan Lin suddenly realized a problem.

"Yes, of course it's the master, I'm his personal disciple...... I just don't know if the master mentioned me to you?" The young woman listened to Fan Lin's question, but she just smiled, and when her right hand stretched out from the black robe, there was an extra black brand in her hand, and she didn't know what material it was.

The black sign is engraved with a grimace with a bloody mouth, and a cross sword is inserted into it from top to bottom, and the word "saint" is engraved under the grimace.

"Grimace Holy Brand!Are you really Senior Sister?!" Seeing that brand, and then looking at the flame mark on her face, Fan Lin suddenly remembered who she was, "You are Senior Sister Amo......"

When the red-haired young woman stepped forward, Wen Ziming had already seen it below, and he sighed, knowing that it was time for him to show up.

"It seems that the master really mentioned me to you, too, otherwise how would you know about Xiao Di's death......" Amo's smile was a little bitter.

Hearing Senior Sister Mo ask this, Fan Lin suddenly felt a little embarrassed, the master did mention her, but she used to pass by those things, I remember that I also asked, but the master didn't seem to want to say it.

"You don't have to ask him, I didn't mention you. Your memory here only stays on the day when Xiao Di was taken away......" Suddenly a voice came, not loud, but it could clearly reach the ears of everyone in the air, listen carefully, and it was a little ethereal, and I couldn't tell in what direction the sound came from.

"Master!" As soon as Fan Lin and Ah Mo heard this voice, the word master blurted out instantly.

I saw a half-human-high big gourd flying crookedly towards both sides of the sky, the gourd flew not fast, and you could vaguely see a man wearing a short skirt with open shoulders and a short skirt sitting on the gourd, and the man was wearing a grimace mask on his face, and if you look closely, you can find that this grimace is the same as the grimace on the grimace holy card that Amo took out before.

Seeing this man flying on a gourd, all the people in the sky had different faces, some surprised, some surprised, and some Nahan...... Everyone's eyes followed his slowly rising figure.