Chapter 508: Keep the Fighting Spirit of Your Wife. I Can’t Be Confused Anymore!

"What are you talking about?"

Ying Bing picked up the chopsticks, as if he hadn't heard anything just now.

"Brother Li is very dissatisfied with his nickname."

Murong Xiao shook his head and enlightened: "Brother Li, it's just a name, why should you be so persistent? It's just a passing cloud, a dream gone by."

"Really, bury love?"

"..."

The Master of Buried Love seems to have realized that what he learns on paper is ultimately shallow. If he cannot empathize with others, he cannot persuade others.

A man's growth sometimes takes just a moment...

"I think it's pretty good." Ying Bing moved his cheeks slightly, with a smile in his lowered eyes.

After the words fell, the lobby couldn't help but become silent for a while. I don't know how many people felt as if their five-flavor bottles had been knocked over, and they began to feel upset.

The woman with the highest ranking on the Qianlong List may also be the most stunningly talented and beautiful person in the history of the Qianlong List.

Yesterday, she used the divine sword to resist the catastrophe, and the sword broke through the exterior scene. Although she did not defeat the fifth realm head-on, it was unprecedented.

She smiled, could it be so gentle? Even a little helpless.

People are saying, "Wife's Fighting Spirit, you are riding a horse. Don't be ignorant of blessings in the midst of blessings. How dare you be dissatisfied with your nickname?" Are you satisfied with the sound of my back molars?

"Amitabha, the poor monk's earthly connection has been cut off, and the golden sea has dried up."

Murong Xiao chanted the Buddha's name, hugged a pig's knuckle from Tunjiang Pig, and began to chew on it.

"I have more important things." Xiao Qin said.

"..." Huang Donglai's eyes were alert.

Although he had tried his best to make himself inconspicuous, he was on the Qianlong List after all. Many dignitaries in the imperial capital were keen on catching the golden turtle son-in-law on the Qianlong List, even this double-faced turtle like him was not spared.

However, he feels that beauty is a disaster!

Miss Ying is even more of a disaster! So Brother Li is very dangerous!

"...Okay, do you have a partner? Let's just sigh here."

Qin Yuzhi killed the game with a casual word.

The dining table fell silent for a while, leaving only the sound of everyone silently picking up food.

After a while, Princess Jiang was still confused and asked:

"Brother Li, do you want to be nicknamed a swordsman?"

"Well...I've learned a lot of swordsmanship recently."

Li Mo glanced at the martial arts insights that had been scratched out for eight hundred years.

"But a person can only have two nicknames. I don't know which one will be removed by then."

Princess Jiang blinked.

"..."

It's really a tough choice.

At this time, Bingtuozi paused with his bamboo chopsticks and looked at Li Mo with a vague look from the corner of his eye.

Li Moyi said righteously: "Of course it's the God Hammer Little Overlord. Just keep Wang's Wife and Fighting Soul."

"Yo yo yo, if you still have a strong wife fighting spirit, just keep it."

"Haha, are you worthy of your hammering talent?"

Everyone booed, and they couldn't help but give Li Mo a thumbs up in their hearts, thinking how about you become Wang's wife and fight for the soul. Your talent in this area seems to be no worse than that of Chui Dao.

Everyone is happy.

Except for Chui Bao, who is making trouble in the small world again.

Bingtuozi's eyes showed a trace of joy, and then he said:

"With the Divine Sword in hand, you can do it. How are you practicing now?"

Li Mo thought for a moment and said, "Twenty-three out of ten, probably."

"Well, as long as you practice to 10/20, you'll be... eh?"

Bingtuozi came back to his senses, his clear eyes fixed, and he tilted his head.

She, who was aloof, seemed a little... dull?

"Young Master?" Bai Jinghong opened his eyes slightly.

Even if he can't compare to Li Mo in other aspects, is this the case now with swordsmanship?

How long has it been since Li Mo got the Divine Sword?

They can't accept it!

Li Mo had a headache and said: "I have already finished learning the knight's sword. It is just the sword of the scholar who governs the world. It is much more difficult for me to learn."

"????"

"I have indeed finished my studies."

Ying Bing nodded lightly, being able to touch the sword of the scholar showed that Li Mo had indeed mastered 30% of the sword charm in the Celestial Sword.

"Come to my room later."

"good."

Li Mo couldn't help but feel happy and quickly finished the meal.

Then classmate Xiao Li led his teacher Bingtuozi upstairs.

Everyone was left speechless. Could it be that his swordsmanship talent was really beyond imagination?

He can't really become it, can he?

When everyone was silent, a respectful salute suddenly came from the door of Buyun Tower. It sounded like "I have met Master Du Shenjiang, and I have met the young owner of the village." ’

Du Shenjiang is here today to persuade classmate Xiao Li not to go astray. Xie Xuan also followed suit and nodded slightly to everyone before he saw the people sitting at the table.

"Who are you? Where is Li Mo?"

Xie Xuan knew as soon as he saw the food on the table that it was chef Li's work.

"He went to learn swordsmanship from Sister Bing." Princess Jiang said.

"Sure enough, he is very obsessed with it. This is no longer a hobby."

Du Shenjiang sighed.

"Miss Ying is the same. She lets him go and spoils him."

"Li Mo just wanted to learn from her, and for a while..."

Xie Xuan is quite aware of the swordsmanship attainments of the Hammer King.

"Brother Xie, that's wrong." Huang Donglai shook his head.

"Miss Ying, haven't you spoiled him?"

Xie Xuan pondered for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and said:

"What a wonderful move by Fairy Han. Is it possible to teach him how to use a sword to make him realize that he shouldn't continue to play with the sword?"

"Uh, what I mean is that your second sentence is wrong. What is the name of the sword that Miss Ying is going to teach him to guide the heavenly tribulation...Shenxiao Dangmo?"

"?"

Xie Xuan was stunned. Seeing that Du Wufeng was a little confused, he hurriedly said:

"It will probably take me three to five years to learn that sword, and I may not be able to do it yet."

"????"

Du Wufeng leaned back slightly and then walked upstairs quickly.

Old Du rarely became serious, as if he was wearing the halo of a life mentor and was going to rescue the lost lamb who couldn't extricate himself.

"This time, I can't be confused again!"

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