"That's bad!"

"It's over!"

The swordsman of the Red Dust rushed all the way, and the powerful cultivation level of the God Transformation Realm was enough to tear apart the embracing wood.

During this period, many monks caught sight of him and looked straight with their eyes wide open.

"That...it seems to be the Swordsman of the World?"

"Yes, yes, what happened? Let the dignified God-turned Power run away in such a hurry?"

They all looked back and looked for a long time, but no one was chasing each other...

The Swordsman of the World is still running wildly.

He was so panicked.

Master, he, actually came back to life?

I'm so kind, why don't I know anything about this?

The Swordsman of the Red Dust is now in a collapsed state. When he thinks that his master has just left the seclusion, he destroyed the Six Evil Demon Sect.

And as the master’s eldest disciple, I was actually in the brothel?

hiss--

He took a sudden breath.

This is really crazy.

Especially when I think of myself, I even boast about boasting more than my master!

This is really a tragic death.

He couldn't help but slap himself, and he really couldn't drink.

Drinking is a mistake!

A thousand miles away, under the speed of the God Transformation Realm, but Irre.

Even so, the Swordsman of the World feels that the life is like a year.

"Hello, the second ancestor!"

"I've met the Second Ancestor!"

"The Second Ancestor is back!"

After flying into the Sword Immortal Sect, many disciples nodded respectfully along the way.

I could smile occasionally in the past, but now I have no thoughts at all.

In my eyes, I just wanted to see my master quickly and save the few faces I had left.

Although it is difficult, although I have missed it, I cannot just make the mistake.

After two breaths.

The Red Dust Swordsman stepped onto the Sword Pavilion quickly.

"Master!" Ben Leizi had just parted with his senior brother in the sword pavilion when he saw the anxious master rushing into the ancestor's cave.

There is no response at this moment.

"Master is going to see the ancestor?" He thought to himself. Seeing that the master rushed into the cave with no brainstorm, he quickly shouted kindly:

"Wrong, wrong!"

"The ancestor is on it!"

He was born tall and tall, and his voice was naturally very loud.

The two hurried words were even more harsh, causing several geniuses to stay.

"Of course I know!"

"Just you can say."

In the cave, the words of the Swordsman of the Red Dust were heard.

The little bastard is just screaming, not giving him any face!

But then again, Master rarely goes to Sun and Moon Palace.

After all, that could have happened before...

The Swordsman of the World grabbed the ends of his hair in confusion, and after a while, he slowly walked out.

U1S1, no matter how free he is, but when he came to the Sun and Moon Palace, his legs and feet were still a little scared.

I really did play hard today and I took off my game. Until now, I don’t know how to do it.

It’s all these little bastards, but the ancestor Ancestor didn’t even inform him of such things?

Is there any master in my eyes?

asshole!

He chattered for a long time.

In the end, I went in with a bit of an hour.

"Master?"

"Master?"

He walked past the water-paved stone ground and came to the white jade palace covered with golden patterns.

The towering mahogany gate was not closed, but there seemed to be no master inside.

Could it be that I'm already asleep?

The Swordsman of the Red Dust shook his head vigorously, how could the old master just woke up and fell asleep so quickly?

Now that I am like this, I must be in a bad mood and don’t want to see myself, right?

This is definitely the case.

It's a bit sad to think about it.

But the more this happens, the more he has to bite the bullet and go in.

It's very uncomfortable and harmful.

In fact, Su Hen is indeed sleeping, but he is not completely sleeping.

How to say it.

He didn't know much about the habits of this scarless sword immortal, and he didn't know what to do at night.

Until he saw a...huge bed in the master bedroom.

Soft, especially soft!

It is snow-white, and lying on it is like swimming in the clouds, with a sense of leisure and comfort that cannot be described.

Although I have been sleeping for a long time.

But now, is it called sleeping?

First, I slept pitifully in the black wooden boat, so I forget it.

When I woke up, I actually slept in the crystal coffin? What's this a thing that people do?

Just think about it and get angry.

So now, he won't plan to get up for a while.

It is magnificent, spacious and bright, and I always like it.

"Master?"

"Master, don't ignore others."

No matter how you hear or feel numb, you can hear two words quietly from the entrance, which immediately made Su Hen shudder.

He suddenly looked up and found: "The genius is your master!"

Seeing this, the Swordsman of the Red Dust became even more depressed.

Master was indeed angry, and he wiped his fleshy lips: "Master, you are so old, you are so angry that you are hurting your body."

"Your sister, I'm only eighteen!"

"That's it, that's it, Master, you are as blessed as the East China Sea as long as the South Mountain, and you will always be eighteen years old." The swordsman of the Red Dust took advantage of the situation and gave a particularly suitable praise.

"..." Su Hen was a little speechless. This fat man is quite good at speaking.

The question is who is this guy?

What a disciple, why haven't you seen him before?

It seems that he is also a bad disciple who is not doing his job properly.
To be continued...