Shui Mohan and Duan Qingchen, the master and apprentice, unconsciously praised Shen Ling between words, not deliberately wearing a high hat, but the sword cultivation of the outer sect in front of him was really excellent.

Shushan discussed the sword, he single-handedly challenged the thirteen Taibao, and finally stood out and won the top spot, this alone is enough to make the sword cultivation world have a lot of shock!

Coupled with that superb kendo attainment, it integrates thousands of sword intents into one, and it is simply born for kendo!

How could such a young sword cultivator with infinite potential not arouse the envy of the outer sect?

At this time, Shen Ling felt that the eyes of the two were a little hot, so he shifted the conversation slightly embarrassed, trying not to talk about himself again.

The three of them staggered their glasses, and before they knew it, they had passed three rounds of wine, and their interest became more and more vibrant.

Shui Mohan naturally talked about the story of Duan Qingchen's childhood, and was interrupted by the person concerned with a flushed face in the middle of speaking, and after holding back for a long time, he mentioned his little junior sister, Xuannu Sword Duan Nishang.

"My little sister and I are in Shushan one after the other, her hometown is in Dali, Yunzhou, the first few months are a little unaccustomed to the water and soil of Shushan, especially the Hanging Mountain, I will be dizzy and vomit when I see it, and I don't have the heart to lift the sword at all, let alone cultivate..."

"Senior Brother Wan is the chief disciple of the Tianzi Generation, he wants to arrange for me to take care of the little junior sister, I refused at the beginning, just kidding, how can this kind of work be done by a big man?"

"But Senior Brother Wan knows me too well, and he gave me a radical method... Alas, it's all because I was too young and impulsive at that time, and I was a waiter for three months for a gambling contract, which was a miserable one..."

Although Shui Mohan said miserably, the micro-expression on his face betrayed him.

Duan Qingchen said angrily:

"Don't sell it cheaply, if it weren't for those three months, my aunt and grandmother would have such an opportunity with you?"

"Serendiity? What does it do? Shui Mohan's face showed some frustration, "I've been with my little junior sister for so long, at most I just hold hands, Master, I don't know how many times I mentioned it, I want to form a Taoist couple with her, but I have to say that the last time your aunt and grandmother are half pushed and half responded, but as soon as you come to Shushan, this matter is yellow again." ”

"Hmph, didn't you insist on taking me as an apprentice?" Duan Qingchen interjected coldly.

"Little girl, if I didn't accept you at that time, your aunt and grandmother were afraid that they would go crazy and train you to be a pure-bred rough man, and it would be too late to break it back. Besides, Master, I don't like things that go against the nature of the Dao Law the most, Qingchen, sooner or later you have to restore your daughter's status, this is not negotiable. ”

As soon as he mentioned this, Shui Mohan's expression became quite serious again.

Duan Qingchen wanted to speak and stopped, this situation was quite difficult for her. One side is his aunt and grandmother, and the other side is his teacher, and if there is a conflict between the two, they can only mediate from it, but they can't take sides at will.

But at this time, Shen Ling, as a bystander, heard that something was faintly wrong.

Senior Shui and Senior Duan are both powerful beings who have lived for more than 2,000 years, if both of them are interested, why don't they become Taoist couples early?

Duan Qingchen's matter is probably just a reason between the two of them, and the real reason is probably only known to Duan Nisheng's seniors.

It seems that even the water seniors are kept in the dark, which is really pitiful.

It can only be said that a woman's mind is too difficult to guess, if Shen Ling had expected that childhood sweetheart to be so ruthless, he would not have wasted so much affection for no reason.

At this time, Duan Qingchen suddenly thought of something, and pretended to ask casually:

"Lao Shui, I have a letter from you, do you want to open it and take a look?"

"My letter? How could it be with you? Who wrote it? Shui Mohan was stunned.

"Just take a look for yourself, it just so happens that Brother Shen is also here, can you read it to the two of us?"

Duan Qingchen took out a letter with a faint fragrance and handed it over.

Shui Mohan shrugged his nose, his eyes widened slightly, and he secretly felt that something was not right.

Sure enough, when he took the letter and secretly used his spiritual sense to probe the words in it, his face showed some embarrassment.

Immediately panicked:

"It looks like it's a mess written by those idle women who have nothing to do, let me just burn it."

As soon as these words came out, Duan Qingchen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lao Shui is quite clear on the issue of principle, except for the little junior sister, the other women are not in the eyes of the law.

It seems that the female head of the South China Sea Sword Sect is probably going to be disappointed.

Just when Shui Mohan twisted up the letterhead and was about to destroy it.

Shen Ling's heart moved slightly, and he suddenly remembered that a small plot in this "dream book" might cause a series of subsequent causal effects.

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately stopped:

"Slow down, Shui-senpai!"

Shui Mohan hurriedly collected his spiritual power, but fortunately, he was a powerful person in the Yuanying Realm, and his spiritual power was retracted and released freely, so he kept the letterhead at the last moment.

"Shen Xian's nephew, you... Do you have something to say? ”

Duan Qingchen also looked at Shen Ling, revealing puzzlement.

"Brother Shen, I know that you have a pretty good relationship with that bald-eyed ugly man from the South China Sea Sword Sect, but this is Lao Shui's private matter, and you can't let them do it..."

Shen Ling smiled, "If it's convenient, it's better to ask Senior Shui to open the envelope, at least take a look, after all, it is a handwritten letter from the head of the South China Sea, according to the rules of exchanges between sects, this letter shouldn't be destroyed so quickly, right?" ”

Shui Mohan couldn't help but nodded, secretly saying that this kid's mind is so calm, it is really rare in the world.

"Hmm... That's right, letters at the head level really shouldn't be handled like this, and it may cause unnecessary misunderstandings between sects. ”

In any case, as a Shushan sword cultivator, everything is important to the sect, and the Broken Water Sword has lived for such years, this truth is still clear.

The letterhead was left and gently rested on the table.

"You can look at it casually, my Shui Mohan acts frankly and frankly, and will never do anything to be sorry for the sect and the little junior sister, you can rest assured."

Duan Qingchen picked up the letter curiously, pinched the corner, and prepared to tear it open.

"Lao Shui, don't regret it, we have to check it word by word..."

"It's okay, you just took the words apart and read them, and I don't have any opinions."

Duan Qingchen said yes, only to hear a "tearing" sound, the envelope was torn open, and after the letter was taken out, it was spread flat on the table.

"What a beautiful word!" She wondered.

At a glance, nearly 300 words are neatly arranged in a dignified and elegant manner, giving people a pleasing feeling.

The writer must be a person who has a delicate mind and knows how to appreciate beauty.

Shen Ling glanced at the ten lines, and after reading through it, he couldn't help but admire.

The whole article is written in one go, and the words and sentences are all excellent, which is more outstanding than the pen and ink of those talented and beautiful people in the world.

I didn't expect the female head of the South China Sea Sword Sect to have such talent!

Looking at the true meaning of the article, the whole article is full of admiration for Shui Mohan, and in addition to praising his heroic deeds, he also expressed some of his own resonance, neither the slightest cowardice, nor the slightest pretentiousness, frank and open, straight to the chest, really a good article!

However, Shen Ling sensed something different between the lines.

"Senior Shui, Qingchen, look here, the pen is obviously hesitant a little, slightly flawed. This shows that the person who wrote the letter was in a very complicated state of mind at that time, and judging from the words here, she was a little depressed and complaining. ”

Shen Ling pointed to a few of the words.

Shui Mohan and Duan Qingchen looked at each other, and they both showed a blank look, these two people are not good at dancing and writing on weekdays, so they naturally don't understand the hidden Tao.

"Ahaha, Shen Xian's nephew is good, actually... In fact, I also feel that the South China Sea Sword Sect has a huge stall, and it depends on her as a woman to support it, so it's strange if you don't complain about it..."Shui Mohan didn't want to save face, and guessed randomly.

"Senior Shui is right, Feng Zhangmen must have nowhere to resolve this grievance, and I think of the heroes when I was a child, and I want to use a reason to remember the past, but I don't see any other thoughts."

Shen Ling analyzed truthfully, Duan Qingchen could only nod in agreement when he heard it, and could only nod in agreement.

"Brother Shen, in your opinion, Master Feng really doesn't mean that to Lao Shui?"

"What can it mean? At most, I hope that my childhood idol can reply to a letter and cheer him up? ”

As soon as Shen Ling's words came out, Shui Mohan's face shook, and he immediately got up and said with a wry smile:

"I remember that there is still something to be done, so I won't accompany you two, let's continue another day..."

After saying that, he was about to turn his head and leave, but he only heard a cold snort from behind Duan Qingchen:

"What a big hero, I think it's a bear!"