"I have used the tea and I won't eat it anymore. If you really want to express your kindness to me, I will be kind to him when the 'the world is the only one in the world is the unparalleled sword energy in the Yangtze River... The jade-faced man Tang Juxia and Mr. Baoniu' comes back."

Rejecting the banquet from the Tang Sect, Lin Dong walked out of the door with a group of Tang Sect bosses, and also mentioned the cute title of Tang Baoniu.

A group of bigwigs in the Tang Sect: "..."

The immortal master is having fun with us?

This child is too much. He dares to have such a long title. I, the leader of this sect, and I am not even afraid of it.

They were both amused and laughed, but since Lin Dong had given the order, they could only nod and agree.

As for the fact that beating the emperor is like a rebellion?

In their opinion, this matter is nothing at all.

For example, today's chaos is in chaos, and there are four major enemy attacks inside. Outside, there are the Jin, Liao wars, and the gradual rise of the Western Xia in Mongolia. The imperial court's control over the local area is far from the beginning.

If the Tang Sect, which has been based in Shu for hundreds of years, is determined to protect him, there are naturally countless ways to protect him.

As long as he can return to Shu alive, the Tang Sect will have a solution.

"No need to send it, please go back."

Lin Dong threw out the Qingping Sword casually and took a step with his hands behind his back. The Qingping Sword immediately turned around and landed silently at his feet.

Whoosh!

The sword rises and rises straight in the wind.

In just a moment, only his figure like a black dot was left in the sky.

"this……"

"Gurl!"

"The gods are really immortals!"

"This is not an immortal, who can be called an immortal?"

A group of Tang Sect bosses, as well as the middle-aged and young disciples of Tang Sect who came over to watch the fun, stared at the sky in a daze, and kept screaming.

Even the old seniors of the Tang Sect were as fussy as young people at this time.

There is no way, they have never seen such a scene before.

"Baolin."

After a while, the old seniors reacted. The old woman who had not spoken much but had almost occupied the initiative of the Tang Sect waved to Tang Baolin, "When Tang Baoniu comes back, you must protect him no matter what, no matter what means!"

"Understood."

Tang Baolin felt a stern. He had been in charge of the family for many years, so he naturally understood what this meant.

The meaning of these Tang Sect seniors is very obvious... Through Tang Baoniu and Lin Dong, even if there is only a little possibility, they will be willing to do so!

As the leader of the sect, he certainly understood how powerful this move is.

Duang!

"The sound is too small, I can't hear it!"

Old Mrs. Tang poked the ground with a dragon-headed crutch, staring at Tang Baolin seriously.

"suck……"

Taking a deep breath, Tang Baolin shouted: "Baolin understands that when his cousin Baoniu comes back, Baolin will use up the entire Tang Sect and will surely save him!"

"Remember what you said yourself."

Old Mrs. Tang turned around, but her voice was still coming: "You, in the future, don't let go of the great fortune of the rise of the Tang Sect because of some small profits!"

"Baolin doesn't know, and he doesn't dare."

Tang Baolin stood up and promised seriously, "Seniors, please keep an eye on me. If I do something wrong, choose another sect leader. I will never complain at that time."

"hehe."

"You are the sect leader, let us old guys come out to carry it? You think beautiful!"

"Just do your business well. If it really doesn't work, just leave it to Baoniu himself. The Tang Sect can't really waste all of it."

"You can grasp the specific standards yourself, so we old bones will not get involved."

"Know."

Tang Baolin focused heavily, looked at the figures of seniors who were leaving, and bent down and bowed: "Baolin, give it to you all seniors!"

...

There was not much time concept in the sky, and Lin Dong only felt one word.

quick.

Too fast.

It's a bit fast and not a manly person.

So he slowed down.

After slowing down, he subconsciously moved his faraway energy and turned towards his eyes.

The power of his eyes showed his eyes and suddenly he saw many scenery he had never seen before.

For example, the Tang Sect I went to before was lucky enough to be much longer than the local government headquarters.

"Um?"

"here it is……"

At this moment, his eyes suddenly discovered another sect with a similar fortune to the Tang Sect.

However, although the luck of this sect also soared into the sky, it was a bit urgent.

Although the luck is great, it seems to be intermittent and cannot last long.

Standing in the sky, Lin Dong swept his eyes towards the surroundings.

At this time, he suddenly realized that if we really want to compare, except for the Tang Sect, the entire Shuzhong only had the official garrison to compare with.

Curiosity arose in his heart, he flew down with his sword.

Standing in front of this lucky sect, Lin Dong suddenly understood.

Huanhua Sword Sect.

After thinking a little, he realized that this was the sect founded by Xiao Qiushui, the grandfather of Xiao Qiwu, the protagonist of the future world.

"Is Xiao Qiwu, the head of Huanhua Sword Sect, at home?"

After understanding, Lin Dong did not rush to leave and shouted to the sect: "I will go to the sky, come and visit."

Back mountain.

Xiao Qiwu, the head of the Huanhua Sword Sect, who is full of serious faces, is teaching his only son Xiao Xilou's sword technique.

"Son, you have to remember that in the whole world, except for Dugu Qiuxian and the mysterious Taoist Taoist of Tongtian, my sword technique can be called the strongest."

"As long as you practice well, you will be able to carry forward the Huanhua Sword Sect in the future!"

"I understand, my father doesn't have to remind me like this."

Xiao Xilou threw out a sword impatiently, with pride on his face, raised his head and said, "Father, what's my move?"

Originally, he thought he would receive praise, but he never expected that Xiao Qiwu's face suddenly became very ugly.

Why.

He never praises me.

I really don't know if I am his biological son.

Xiao Xilou felt disappointed, but he was still trying hard to practice swords.

In his opinion, sooner or later, he will be able to make this arrogant father praise him.

That day will never be too far away.

However, just as he was thinking this way, he suddenly saw the panic on his father's face.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Western Tower, hurry up, hide, hide in the cave dug for your father in the back mountain..."

Xiao Qiwu's face changed drastically, as if he had reacted, grabbed him and flew to a hidden cave.

After staring at his son for a while, Xiao Qiwu said without a smile: "Remember, you must not come out within two days. Two days later, if you see the Huanhua Sword Sect being destroyed, don't think about revenge!"

"As long as you live well, you will feel at ease for your father."

After saying this last sentence, Xiao Qiwu did not give his son any chance to react. He fell down with a sword, accompanied by a roar, and a big rock fell from the sky, blocking the entrance to the cave.

It was confirmed that even if the son tried his best to come back from the other side, it would take at least two days before Xiao Qiwu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Tongtian is it?"
Chapter completed!