"Old Zhao?" Zhenzhen looked at the knife in her hand in confusion, "Uncle Di Mingming, who is Lao Zhao?"

"Well! Lao Zhao, it's your master."

Emperor Ming laughed and said, "Good is his title, and his real name is Zhao Fan. It's okay, maybe I haven't seen him for too long, I have an illusion. I really miss him a little, and I don't know what that guy is doing in the past years."

Walking all the way from the outer chaos of my hometown to the realm of the Qi Domain.

Even though there is no relationship between Zhao Fan and Di Ming’s man and the sword, an indelible tacit understanding has been formed.

This tacit understanding is also what makes the emperor's name feel.

Emperor Ming has been practicing in the Baixiang Palace where the Water Destroyed Dynasty was followed by Zhenzhen, and he had no idea about external affairs.

What it doesn’t know is that today’s fortune has long been famous for the major super forces!!!

"So that's the case." Zhenzhen said with a smile: "I miss my master too. I really hope when he can come and see my progress."

"If you have anything to think about, I will teach you for a while and there will be no movement." Di Ming complained with a quarrel.

"I am not worthy of his real guidance now." Zhenzhen shook her head and said, "So, before that, it's enough to have you teach."

at this time.

Zhirou came here with a plate of fruit. She smiled and said, "Zhenzhen, come and try it. This is the special berries of the Fenghao Dynasty next door. It was sent by the Shui Mie Monarch."

"Okay!"

Zhenzhen picked up a berry and took a bite. It was crisp and sweet, and the ultimate enjoyment of her taste buds.

Suddenly.

Zhenzhen felt that her hands were empty, and the berries and fruit plates disappeared out of thin air.

Before she could react.

Hearing a bang, the emperor's name fell directly to the ground, and then stood up again.

Zhirou also covered her mouth and looked ahead in disbelief.

"Uncle Di Mingming, Sister Zhirou, what's wrong with you?" Zhenzhen was puzzled, "Also, why did the berries suddenly disappear..."

"Look behind you."

Zhiru's lips and teeth moved.

Zhenzhen turned her neck, "Ah! Master!"

Her expression was full of surprise!!!

"Old Zhao, hahaha, what I just felt was real!"

Di Ming looked at the white robe figure in his eyes and noticed the blood-colored battle knife hanging behind the other party.

The levels and qualities of myself and that blood-colored sword are very different...

However, Emperor Ming was not jealous at all, but was happy.

The brothers who once fought side by side now finally have another perfect weapon.

"Brother Fan." Zhirou smiled.

"Long time no see you guys."

Zhao Fan walked forward with the fruit plate in one hand, picked up the berries in the other hand, ate one by himself, and fed them to Zhirou and Zhenzhen one by one, "It tastes good."

"Master is so awesome!"

Zhenzhen said admiringly: "Take what I am holding over, but I don't notice it."

Zhao Fan smiled mysteriously, "It seems you are lazy."

"No, really not." Zhenzhen was a little anxious and picked up the Emperor's name standing on the ground, "If you don't believe me, please ask the Emperor's name uncle."

"Well... this little girl has worked much harder than you did in the past."

Di Ming sighed and said, "Old Zhao, please introduce your new knife?"

Zhao Fan nodded and took off the anger behind him.

The breath that flows naturally on the body of angry blood.

It was so fierce that all the weapons in the entire Shui Demon Imperial City trembled with trembling uneasy.

Emperor Ming forcibly controlled himself, but he still trembled slightly.

This is beyond its control.

but.

Emperor Ming's tone was extremely calm, "Is it angry blood... the ancestral weapon?"

"Um."

Zhao Fan glanced at the angry blood, "This is the emperor's name, my good brother. Before you, when I was very weak, it was always with me to become stronger."

He said guiltily: "Senior Di Mingming, sorry, I have maximized my suppression..."

This quality gap.

It's like facing the ancestral realm forever.

Di Ming smiled and said, "It's okay, I'm relieved to have you with Lao Zhao."

Zhao Fan hangs the angry blood back behind him and isolates it.

The weapons in the area of ​​the Imperial City were calmed down.

"Old Zhao, do you have any powerful swordsmanship?" Di Ming looked at Zhao Fan expectantly, "Let me experience it."

"OK."

Zhao Fan stretched out his palm.

Emperor Ming did not move, but waited for Zhenzhen to deliver it to the former.

After all, it is now following Zhenzhen, not Zhao Fan.

If you rush over on your own initiative, Zhenzhen will inevitably feel disappointed.

The next moment.

"Zhenzhen, see clearly." Zhao Fan then held the emperor's name.

Just like in the Hunyuan God Realm in the past, when using swordsmanship, there were only skills and no power.

Like ordinary people, it contains profound mystery.

Zhenzhen, who is really passionate about swordsmanship, is stunned by his eyes!!!

Gradually.

Zhao Fan interpreted the sword method suitable for Zhenzhen.

An hour passed without realizing it.

Zhenzhen closed her eyes thoughtfully, reviewed and comprehended in her consciousness.

"ox!"

Emperor Ming said in admiration: "These sword methods are so profound that I don't understand at all. I guess they are simplified versions that you used from me, but they made me fascinated."

Zhao Fan stroked Di Ming's sword body, "Believe me, one day, you can enjoy the secret technique of the Extreme Realm sword art."

From what Master Yuxin said, he learned that there are some rare body refining materials that can improve the quality of weapons.

Although it is difficult to find.

But if he has the chance to get it in the future, he will give it to the Emperor's name without hesitation.

Next.

Zhenzhen is concentrating on the understanding.

Zhirou kept eating and drinking.

Emperor Ming pestered Zhao Fan to talk about his many experiences after separation.

Of course, Zhao Fan would not hide his brothers.

The emperor's name was fascinated by the hearing.

"It's so fierce, Lao Zhao!"

Emperor Ming said in shock: "When breaking through the peak of Taoism, cutting immortality is like cutting grass? You can destroy the first level of the extreme realm to the higher level at will. You can cut off the immortality and eternal killing of the six-way superpowers?!"

"What's the fuss about this?" Zhao Fan said proudly: "In the past, wasn't it common for you and me?"

"How can it be the same? I don't have the share this time."

Di Ming glanced at the bloody battle knife behind the other party, "I really envious of the angry blood."

“Not yet.”

Zhao Fan spread his hands, "The knives I used before were all tool knives that were not really recognized by me."

"Haha, that's good." Di Ming felt balanced.

Zhao Fan smiled and nodded, thinking to himself, I have been following me for so long, but I still don’t know what you are thinking?

We chatted for a long time with each other.

Zhenzhen has gained too much.

Until Zhao Fan left five days later, he did not come back to his senses. Zhirou felt a pity for her, but she could not interrupt her.

Emperor Ming quietly stayed beside Zhenzhen and said to himself: "Little girl, when Lao Zhao picked me up, I'm afraid I'm already in your box, right?"
Chapter completed!