Dad asked me to choose one of ten goddesses to marry

Chapter 1005 Sword Training
"Didn't you hear me calling?"

Xu Ruoying walked over and grabbed Feng Lin's shoulder.

"Not really."

Feng Lin shook his head, pointed to the Lan River in the distance, "Mr. Lan is here."

"Lan... Hello Mr. Lan!"

Xu Ruoying still knows etiquette.

In front of outsiders, you must give yourself a man's face.

"Oh, it looks like it worked."

Lan He nodded, "If you encounter troubles in the future, just run away to me. You and Xiaorou have grown up as a family."

"Thank you, Mr. Lan."

Xu Ruoying lowered her head, turned and left.

"correct."

Lan He suddenly stood up holding the water glass, "I taught you a trick last time, anyway, it's boring now."

"Okay! Thank you, old man Lan."

Feng Lin smiled and rubbed his hands. Since Lan He is so strong, the tricks he taught must be the same.

Lan He glanced at the yard, "Let's forget it here, is there a ruin over there?"

"Yes."

Feng Lin nodded.

"Go to your side."

Lan He walked over here with a water glass in his hand.

Feng Lin stepped out of the way first, letting Lan He walk in front.

Lan He stepped on the formation and disappeared here.

Feng Lin also left.

When the two appeared in the villa, Lan He immediately noticed Chi Jinghong on the sofa.

"Good guy, you kid is hiding something deep."

Lan He took a sip of water with a smile, and closed his eyes gently, "There are many masters, but facing Xu Xianfan, they are far behind."

"That's why I rely on you."

Feng Lin smiled and followed Lan He.

The two left the villa together, Xu Ruoying and Jingongji Qiuhui followed together.

Only Chi Jinghong was still sitting where he was, looking at Lan He's back in disbelief.

this old man...

"This is the ruins where I currently live."

Feng Lin smiled and pointed around.

"good."

Lan He nodded slightly.

In the distance, Shangguan Fugui, who was playing chess with Meng Changsheng, glanced here casually.

He was suddenly dumbfounded, his body trembling with excitement, "You are...Mr. Lan?"

Lan He turned his head and looked at Shangguan Fugui with a puzzled expression.

"Mr. Lan! It's me, Fugui!"

Shangguan Fugui ran over excitedly and knelt down on the ground, "Fugui sees Mr. Lan!"

Seeing this scene, the first person who was shocked was Jinguji Qiuhui who was on the side.

Shangguan Fugui is also considered her half-master, she is well aware of Shangguan Fugui's strength.

Moreover, he is proud, and when he sees any master, he wants to go up and touch him.

Never timid.

Can see this old man, actually kneeling on the ground.

How can this be?

Meng Changsheng was also shocked.

Shangguan Fugui is his friend for many years and knows his temper best.

The old man in front of him may be the only one who makes him cast his body on the ground.

"It turned out to be rich, how can I dare not admit it, how many years has it been?"

Lan He smiled and waved his hands, "Get up, you're an old man, why kneel?"

"Sir, like my mentor, let me, a half-blood who was hunted down, have the strength to protect myself."

Shangguan Fugui kowtowed to Lan He three times before getting up, "You treat me like a reinvention, I have never had a chance to thank you."

Seeing this scene, Feng Lin couldn't help but think of Xu Xianfan's words.

In terms of appeal, Ji Guangling is far inferior to Lanhe.

He can see a thing or two from the things in front of him.

If it is said who Lanhe wants to kill, Shangguan's wealth is no different.

"It's not as serious as you said. You are a good seedling, and you can't help but give me a few hints."

Lan He smiled and set his eyes on Meng Changsheng, "You are the second master Feng Lin mentioned, right?"

"Senior, I am Meng Changsheng."

Meng Changsheng smiled and cupped his hands.

"I'm Lan He."

While speaking, Lan He took another sip of wolfberry water.

"Lanhe?"

Meng Changsheng remembered that Feng Lin had mentioned this name last time.

Ask him if he knows you.

It was this guy who was talking about, but he really didn't know him.

"Qizong, Sword Emperor."

Shangguan Fugui reminded at the side.

"Fuck! Lan Tianhe!"

Meng Changsheng's heart set off a huge wave. It turned out to be the legendary sword emperor.

The only Supreme Elder of the Qi Sect.

It can be said that it is the object of longing for all those who fight with weapons today.

But he became famous too early, and many people felt that he was not a contemporary.

For example, Meng Changsheng's generation.

The name I've heard the most is Ji Guangling.

Speaking of Lanhe, and the name is still one word short, he never thought of Sword Emperor.

"Okay, all of you come with me, I want to teach Feng Lin a trick, and you all learn it together."

The Lan River walks towards the grassland in the distance.

Not just the people here.

Chi Jinghong and Chi Qing in the villa also jumped to the roof of the villa to observe.

Lan He held the water glass with both hands, and four ice swords appeared around his body.

"White Emperor Sacred Sword?"

Feng Lin asked in shock.

"No, you misunderstood one thing. The Holy Sword of the White Emperor is a skill, not a sword."

Lan He took a sip of water, "You said that these swords can only assist you when you are fighting. It's a pity. Come, attack me."

"Old man Lan, you have to think about it."

Feng Lin also condensed an ice sword in his hand.

"hurry up."

Lan He rolled his eyes.

"Then here I come!"

Feng Lin rushed towards the Lanhe quickly, his speed was extremely fast.

The figure kept attacking Lanhe from all directions and places.

But Lan He only controlled an ice sword, and Feng Lin was blocked every time.

The key is that when Feng Lin was attacking, Lan He still drank a few sips of wolfberry water from time to time.

For dozens of seconds, the only thing Feng Lin Bingjian touched was Bingjian.

"The defense is impeccable, especially the attack from behind, it is blocked without even looking at it."

Meng Changsheng was shocked.

"All right."

Lan He said to Feng Lin, "I only control one sword, the other three are useless, right?"

"Yes, I am like this. Once I fight seriously, I can't be distracted and control the rest of the sword."

Feng Lin nodded.

"Come on, keep attacking me, this time I will use one more."

Lan He said to Feng Lin.

"it is good!"

Feng Lin rushed towards Lanhe again, and one of the ice swords continued to defend as before.

Suddenly, the other one moved too.

The long sword came straight down from behind Feng Lin, and Feng Lin dodged immediately.

Just as he continued to attack Lanhe, he found that the ice sword struck again from behind.

He had to turn around and resist.

As he fends off the sword, another strikes from behind again.

brush!
Feng Lin stepped outside, "What's the situation? This sense of disobedience?"

"Fugui, what did you find?"

Lan He looked at Shangguan Fugui who was beside him.

"Sir, Fugui is dull." Shangguan Fugui scratched his head.

"Feng Lin, attack me again."

Lan He continued.

Feng Lin immediately dodged behind Lan He, and leaned over to chop off his leg.

At this time, one ice sword defended Feng Lin, and the other ice sword cut off Feng Lin's leg from behind.

"I understand!"

Feng Lin flashed out again, shocked, "This sword is imitating me to attack!"

"I see."

Shangguan Fugui's eyes widened, "One sword masters defense, and the other sword imitates the opponent's attack, wonderful!"

"Yes, this makes up for not being half-hearted. After all, at our level, we don't need to think about imitating the opponent's attack."

Meng Changsheng followed suit.

Feng Lin was also secretly shocked, as expected of the Sword Emperor.

This is not a practice at all, but some small tricks, but it can have such an effect.

(End of this chapter)