Chapter 938: Have you asked me? (Twelfth more)

Chapter 938: Have You Asked Me? (Twelfth more)
"Who is this man? It's really arrogant."
"This person will not look like a gentle fairy before. Okay, chase it over."
"Bai Lianmen, why haven't you seen it before?"
The vast majority of monks present have still not seen Su Zimo.
Even if you have heard the name of Mo Ling, you are not right.
While many monks were talking with emotion, not many people noticed that the monks over Jianzong were staring at Su Zimo fiercely!
The look was sharper than Jian Qi, as if he could not wait to swallow him!
A sword repairman standing in front of him, staring at the long sword beside Su Zimo's body, gritted his teeth and looked gaunt, the blue tendons on his neck were exposed.
This sword repair is not someone else, it is the third sword in the vision list without a trace!
If someone hadn't pulled him by, I'm afraid he'd rushed over!
It turned out that the long sword that Su Zimo threw out was the scary magic sword he had taken away from the sword without trace in Fengyun City!
Now, he took it out and changed hands to give it tenderness.
Su Zimo itself is not a sword repair.
Moreover, he stole this magic sword, and it was really painful to send it out.
"Uncle Shi, you are really the ancestor!"
Nangong Ling wailed in his heart.
Nangong Ling held her forehead, Liu Hanyan crossed his face, and did not dare to look at the sword array monk's eyes.
At this moment, they could not wait to return Su Zimera to Zongmen immediately.
The situation is chaotic enough.
Su Zimo stepped forward to help speak softly, already offending Lan Yue Dao Jun and Ye Tiancheng.
This is great, even Jianzong directly offended!
Nangong Ling wanted to cry without tears, and secretly prayed, "Little uncle, you can stop! You said you just grab the sword, and you took the innate magic weapon you gave to others ..."
This new hatred and old hatred together, Nangong Ling felt that everyone in Jianzong had to bear it, and killed him!
Ru Xuan was silent, a little lost.
"It would be nice if the little master and uncle could do this to me."
Ru Xuan meditated silently.
"Well? No!"
"Why are Jianzong's eyes red one by one, as if how aggrieved?"
"That sword looks familiar."
"Jing Hong's sword! Isn't that Jing Hong's sword without a sword? How could it fall into the hands of this person!"
"Don't you know, Jinghong's magic sword has been taken away! It seems to be a Yuanying Zhenjun of Bailianmen, what is Mo Ling."
"Ah! It's him! It's the same person who made Cheng Peng famous in World War I!"
Soon there was a louder noise again in the crowd.
Pang Lan Zhenjun of the Tianyi religion held his arms and looked at Su Zimo with a smile.
He was at the top of the vision list four hundred years ago.
The age is older than the vast majority of Yuan Ying Zhenjun present, and he is also more stable and hot!
In his opinion, in this situation, without him, the Mo Ling would die without a burial place!
Many monks are noisy, their voices are cluttered, and little fat people and others have heard little news. What Mo Ling, what sword repair.
They didn't care.
Only Ji Chengtian knew what was going on.
However, under the watchful eye of Lanyue Daojun, he did not dare to perceive the voice and engage in these small actions.
"okay!"
Lanyue Daojun took a deep breath, and the huge coercion fell in the Tongxuan courtyard, and the voice of discussion gradually faded.
"What is your name?"
Lanyue Daojun turned his head and asked Su Zimo with a deep voice.
Su Zimo stood up, smiled slightly, and clenched his fist: "Under Mo Ling, the smelter."
"Ok?"
Hearing this name, the tenderness and the fat man were moved in their hearts.
Even Shi Jian froze.
Knelt tenderly on the ground, motionless.
After hearing the name, she turned her head for the first time, and looked curiously at Su Zimo, with a touch of inspection and a look.
I have to say that, compared with the fat man and others, being a woman with a soft heart is more delicate.
She noticed that what Su Zimo just said seemed to be conveying a message.
Normally, this Mo Ling is a disciple of Bailianmen, so there is no need to add a refining teacher.
And does this person add the intention of the refiner, is it reminding her?
"Don't ..."
Coldly thought of a possibility, the heart beats wildly, the heart is agitated, and it can hardly be suppressed!
Lan Yue Dao Jun's mouth slightly angled, and seemed to be a little scornful, saying: "Oh? Mo Ling, this name is a bit strange, is there a vision list, why have I never heard of it?"
Lan Yuedao Jun seems to be asking, but the implication is that Mo Ling is a nameless person!
"It's ok."
Su Zimo grinned and said, "After today, you will remember."
"Meekness, but my most proud disciple, will be a monk of Master Fu Lu!"
Lan Yue Daojun sneered, and said, "Although you sent a congenital innocent monarch weapon, you are not famous! You are not polite enough to say that you do not deserve coldness!"
"Oh?"
Su Zimo raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "Ye Tiancheng is worth it?"
"Ha ha."
Lanyue Daojun sneered again, and said, "Who is Ye Tiancheng? The top of the vision, the first true king, how do you compare with him?"
"The frog at the bottom of the well."
"It's ridiculous! A monk who hasn't even been on the Vision list, relying on a conspired innocent monarch weapon, want to rob him of Brother Ye?"
"This is the light of fireflies, delusion to compete with Haoyue!"
Many monks in Mixed Yuanzong laughed.
Even though Mo Ling was famous in the battle in Fengyun City, it was far worse than Ye Tiancheng's fame!
Su Zimo suddenly laughed.
"The First True King?"
Su Zimo asked lightly, "Who sealed it?"
"Since the host entered the Yuanying Realm, there have been countless battles, never defeated, and he was named the first true king. No one questioned!" A maid behind Ye Tiancheng stood out, sneering.
"Oh."
Su Zimo smiled and said: "It turned out that the first seal of Junjun is so simple. It is a coincidence. Since I entered the Yuanying Realm, there have been countless battles and I have never been defeated. So I am also the first true Jun? "
"you……"
The maid was speechless for a moment.
The next moment, Su Zimo looked at Ye Tiancheng, and said something that shattered the sky and made the entire courtyard fall into silence for a moment!
"You're known as the First True King, have you asked me?"
hiss!
Group repairs moving capacity.
This simple sentence reveals a thrilling domineering!
Impressive!
Tit-for-tat!
No one expected that this Qianhe Tea Party had not yet reached the Tianjiao battle in the second part, and someone would dare to challenge Ye Tiancheng directly!
There was such an instant.
Qun Xiu even gave birth to an illusion, as if in front of this Mo Ling, even Ye Tiancheng bowed his head!
Pang Lan Zhenjun smiled, with a hint of fun in his eyes.
"Don't pass."
Hang Qiuyu said to the sword without a trace: "This Mo Ling is very strong, even if you use the sword in your hand, I am afraid that he is not his opponent!"
In the eyes of tenderness, different colors are lingering.
so similar!
In her eyes, this Mo Ling seems to be fused with the person in her memory, regardless of each other.
Believe softly.
Only that person has such an invincible aura!
PS: Recommend a book, "Eternal Valkyrie", Introduction: If you want to ascend to the sky, destroy the immortal first, if you want to be sanctified, go all the way to heaven!
This one is a bit late, and it is slow to write, everyone forgive me. No more, go to sleep ~ Thank you at the beginning of Chi Qing, look down, silly cats who want to steal heart, scale dance, freewheeling, smile, Lin Shishi blue stone, Wu Tianyu's reward ~
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