When Shen Yuan returned to Yi Yuan with Lan Luochen on the afternoon of the third day, Zhan Wuya and Lan Luoluo had not yet returned.

really responded to Luo Beixiao's words, he just wanted to go out and have fun.

Lan Luochen didn't see Lan Luoluo after he came back, and the whole person was anxious and uncomfortable.

"Yi Kite, I'll go out and find him."

Leave a word, and the man runs away.

Shen Yuan smiled helplessly, how relieved this person was that his younger brother was.

When she walked to the front of Yi Nanjing's house, Shen Yuan saw the rune paper that had not been seen by the other party, and she stretched out her hand to take it back.

Luo Beixiao was taking Mo Lin to practice swords in the backyard.

The man stood in the corner of the old tree, with his right hand behind his back, watching Mo Lin compare swordsmanship with one move at a time.

His brow furrowed.

To be honest, he had never seen someone with such a poor talent for sword cultivation.

In the past, he felt that the Mo Lin he had learned was already the lower limit of the other party's lack of talent for sword cultivation.

Who knew that after contact, he found out that he had something more surprising to him.

Luo Beixiao didn't notice Shen Yuan coming back.

Just as soon as he noticed Lan Luochen beside the woman, he thought of the pastry in his hand before leaving that day.

Not only did I accept it, but I also accepted both the sweet and sour ones.

She's definitely not his kite.

The man forced himself to retract the divine consciousness that had fallen in the front yard and focused all his attention on Mo Lin.

This makes the parties feel a lot of pressure.

Mo Lin's steps were unsteady again, and he swallowed a non-existent saliva, a little trembling.

Why did Uncle Luo stare at him so much, and was he going to be abandoned......

I want to cry.

Uncle Luo, don't give up on me-

Mo Lin clenched the hilt of his sword and shouted in his heart.

Uncle Tongtian Lingbaoluo didn't let him use it, and gave him a very ordinary spirit sword, but he couldn't hold it steadily......

Luo Beixiao's thin lips moved slightly, and she was about to say something, but she found that the woman in the front yard was coming this way.

The man's hand behind his back shrank slightly, and the words that were about to point out disappeared from his mouth.

If she was a little apprentice, how would she react when she saw Mo Lin demonstrate her swordsmanship like this?

Luo Beixiao's eyes deepened.

No one knows the arrogance in Jian Xiu's bones better than him, and this arrogance is not derogatory.

What's more, Ah Kite - born with a sword bone.

Shen Yuan didn't take two steps before he saw the two of them.

Just as he was about to say hello to Luo Beixiao, Yu Guang saw Lan Luoluo wielding something with a sword.

It's just that if it's not like the four things are not, she can still see the shadow of swordsmanship in it.

The moment he recognized what kind of swordsmanship the other party was casting, Shen Yuan's fists were about to harden.

The natal sword buzzed in her dantian, and it seemed that she was about to fly out and slash the other party's sword.

Shen Yuan felt a kind of restlessness from her bones, urging her to step forward and stop the other party.

This is also an instinctive reaction of sword cultivation.

"Little Master Lan."

Shen Yuan shouted uncontrollably to Mo Lin.

Fortunately, the concentration was strong, and the body did not rush up to do something.

It's just that what her address to the other party reveals.

Under normal circumstances, how could she not recognize that this person was different from Lan Luoluo's aura?

Luo Beixiao's breathing was light.

The man's phoenix eyes stared at her tightly, and the tails of his eyes were flushed with a thin layer of red.

Shen Yuan didn't have the energy to pay attention to these for the time being.

She bit the tip of her tongue before she restrained the words that had already run to her mouth not to let the other party practice this swordsmanship.

The woman hooked her lips, looking quite calm, but in fact, the fingers under the sleeves had been cut into the palms.

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