Half an hour later.

Shui Mohan held the pen tremblingly, but he still couldn't write half a word, beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead, and his mood became more and more impatient.

He glanced at the good apprentice beside him, and the cold gaze made him unbearable.

couldn't help but feel remorseful and scolded himself:

"Lao Shui, Lao Shui, why are you so unreminiscent, you can't stand the excitement of your apprentice? Being a big bear is better than writing an article! ”

It turned out that it was Duan Qingchen who made a radical method and asked Master Shui Mohan to immediately reply to the head of Feng, with two purposes, one is to let her settle down and do a good job as the head of the house, and the other is to secretly show her attitude, she only likes the little junior sister in her life, so that people can break their thoughts as soon as possible, so as not to cause misunderstandings.

It's a pity that Shui Mohan's literary talent is really limited, and his stomach is empty, and he can't write a word.

At this time, Duan Qingchen knocked on the table impatiently, pretending to be serious:

"Lao Shui, don't you often say that you are rich in five cars and export chapters? Why did it shrink when it came time to get serious? Feelings are all big words, huh? ”

"Your master and I are the first peak master of Shu Mountain, the famous water-breaking sword, the only immortal swordsman, how can I say big things?"

Shui Mohan is extremely good-looking, and in front of Shen Ling, a disciple of the outer sect, he can't admit that he can't do it no matter what.

But his good apprentice showed no mercy and snorted:

"Then write quickly, it's been more than half an hour, it's just a hen, and the eggs have laid a basket, right?"

The corners of Shui Mohan's mouth twitched, and the beard on his face trembled with anger.

It's all because I'm usually too used to this little apprentice, and she really won't let you get off the stage at the critical moment...

Helplessly, he rolled his eyes, smacked his lips, and gently dropped the brush in his hand on the pen stand, for the sake of it:

"It's not that I can't write, Master, but that you're too demanding. It is a contradiction to comfort others, but not to go too far, but also to show an attitude. In my opinion, it is better to burn the letter as soon as possible, and save the little junior sister from knowing more heart. If outsiders want to ask, they will say that they lost it, anyway, the three of us know about it..."

Duan Qingchen glared angrily, "Okay, that's how you treat your confidant who admires you?" Feng Zhangmen is the leader of the South China Sea Sword Sect, aren't you afraid that she will break the bowl and fall, Yin our Shushan? ”

"It's... Isn't that enough? Shui Mohan's tone was a little shaken.

In fact, with Feng Tianyue's personality, he really won't make small moves behind his back for private matters, and he can't get along with the first Shu Mountain of the Sword Sect.

According to the original plot direction, the head of the South China Sea originally hoped that the big hero of his youth could encourage him and work together for the future of the sword cultivation world, so as to find the motivation to move forward, but who knew that what he was waiting for was Shui Mo Han's cold ignorance.

Every childhood hero will leave unforgettable memories in the years of youth.

How many extremely talented teenagers have been obsessed with sword cultivation since they read "Three Heroes Sword", and since then they have been out of control, looking for immortal mountains all over the world, trying to worship the famous family of sword cultivation, get ahead, and become a fairy in the sword who is as happy as the sword with a broken water sword?

Feng Tianyue, the head of the South China Sea, is one of the countless teenagers and girls.

How many years have passed, when she has achieved her goal, gone farther and farther in the way of the sword, and even become the leader of the sword faction, she finally has some confusion.

Everything in front of him, of course, is very different from the pure dream at the beginning, he is entangled in the trivial affairs of the sect, he has no confidant, he is lonely, he has a mask in front of him, and his life is very unreal.

At this time, she remembered the mentor who had led her on the path of sword cultivation.

finally mustered up the courage to write a letter, and took advantage of the opportunity of Shushan to discuss the sword, and asked the disciples of the sect to bring Shui Mohan, but it didn't work out, which made people misunderstand, which was really unexpected.

The blow of not being taken seriously and recognized is undoubtedly huge, and even the head of a faction is difficult to let go.

What happened after that was actually clearly recorded in the "Book of Dreams", and only Shen Ling knew the development of the plot.

In order to prevent the South China Sea Sword Sect from being swallowed up by the Innocent Sword Sect, and then attached to the sect of the Evil Sect of the Heaven Splitting Sect, he decided to do something, no matter whether he succeeded or not, at least he had worked hard and was worthy of his heart.

However, the person concerned, Shui Mohan, was a little unable to help him, which was really worrying.

"I'm so annoyed, don't you force me anymore? Shui Mohan was ready to give up completely, "I am a dignified sword emperor, but I am not a talented scholar with a crepe, and this hand is also born to hold a sword, not a pen." Bears are bears, I can't do this job anyway. ”

"Old water... You... Alas, I don't know how my aunt fell in love with you..."

Duan Qingchen sighed, turned to look at Shen Ling, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"Brother Shen, how is your article written?"

"Me? So-so, isn't it, you're not going to hit my mind, are you? Shen Ling had a bad premonition.

Shui Mohan also reacted, stood up "Teng", went up and hugged his shoulders, looking particularly intimate.

"Shen Xian's nephew, I heard Qingchen say, there are a lot of books in your disciple's room, and the ink in this stomach must be much thicker than mine, otherwise, how about you ghostwrite for me?"

"Ghostwriting?" Shen Ling smiled bitterly, "This can't be helped, the head of the family is so sincere, Senior Shui wants to find someone to ghostwrite, it's a bit not authentic..."

"The land is not authentic, you have seen Lao Shui like this, let alone an hour, even if you give him a day, a month, a year, you can't write a reason. It would be great if Brother Shen could help, I think he will remember your kindness for the rest of his life, right? ”

Duan Qingchen said, secretly giving the master a look, and the latter immediately understood, patted Shen Ling's shoulder, and smiled flatteringly.

"Qingchen is right, as long as you help me with this little favor, if you have any orders in the future, Lao Shui will not be ambiguous!"

Shen Ling smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that the punch that was pushed out turned around and hit him instead.

sighed in my heart, or decided to be a good person to the end, and sell this pair of masters and apprentices a favor...

Thinking of this, he nodded:

"Okay, I'll help Senior Shui once."

"Haha... It is worthy of being the descendant of the Heavenly Sword, and it is reliable at the critical moment! Shui Mohan smiled.

"Heavenly Sword?"

Shen Ling chuckled in his heart, Ram Yun was known as the Heavenly Dao Ruthless Sword by the world, and he was the only powerful person who dared to use the Heavenly Dao as a sword intent, and when Senior Shui mentioned the descendants of the Heavenly Sword, did he already know it?

By the way, there are many powerful people in Shushan, and the Heavenly Dao sword intent contained in the forty-nine swords of the ram will inevitably be recognized, and it is understandable to recognize him as the descendant of the ram.

When he thought of this, he was immediately relieved.

After all, Ram Yun is also one of the founding patriarchs of the Heavenly Illusion Sect, inheriting his swordsmanship, and it is not considered stealing the master and betraying the sect, so there is nothing to hide.

As long as you don't tell the whereabouts of the Ram Patriarch in the past five thousand years, you have promised to reward and punish the master before, and the secret of this sect must not be revealed to outsiders.

"Heavenly Sword? Lao Shui, are you talking about Heavenly Sword Ram Yun? Duan Qingchen looked shocked, "Brother Shen, are you really the descendant of the Heavenly Sword?" Is he your Bole? Ram seniors weren't so long ago that they had..."

Shui Mohan also pretended to look at Shen Ling casually, waiting for his answer.

"The Ram Patriarch has indeed passed away, and what I have learned is the swordsmanship he left behind. Therefore, it is not surprising to call the patriarch Bole..."

Shen Ling's words were completely correct, they were the truth.

But the interpretation of outsiders makes the meaning thousands of miles different.

"I see, Brother Shen has learned the swordsmanship handed down by the ram's predecessors, so it can be explained."

Duan Qingchen was a straight person, and he didn't want to explore any further, so he hurriedly asked Shen Ling to sit down and prepare to write an article.

On the side, the confirmed Shui Mohan inadvertently revealed some complicated expressions...