Chapter 5673 Famous Sword 2

If you want compensation, then you can say it yourself, don't treat people like a girl.

The Western Master's eyes were angry, and he glared at the Southern Master bitterly.

This damned woman always comes to hold her back at critical moments.

He stared at Qiao Mu with a nonchalant smile, and said in a cold voice, "Madam Mo shouldn't be responsible for this matter, but he died in Madam Mo's team. Anyway, you should pay some compensation, right? "

When everyone heard this, their eyelids twitched slightly.

What's going on, now that I hear the word "compensation", I feel my eyelids twitching, and I always feel like something...

It's like being put on the neck with a knife, how can I say it feels wrong.

Qiao Mu looked at the Western Master coldly, "You want compensation from me?"

Hehe, this person actually wants compensation from Lord Qiaoqiao, he is really a heartless fellow.

"Then do you know why this person did this?"

"This person didn't listen to dissuasion, went up to test the sword stele and drew his sword, but was killed by the sword light in the end, who is to blame?"

It's really funny, blaming him for being greedy is worse than blaming yourself for being greedy.

Greed is just one word, the origin of tragedy...

Western Master rolled his eyes, "How is that possible?"

He took a few steps forward, and read the instructions in small print on the sword test tablet.

The rest of the people couldn't help but stepped forward to observe.

Seeing that the hilt of the sword was completely submerged into the stele, everyone couldn't help rolling their eyes slightly.

It's really strange.

Such a sword is stuck in such a broken monument.

Since it was made by a famous swordsmith for three thousand years, it must be a famous sword. Why have you never heard of Yunxiao's sword before?

Xiaotuanzi blinked, and asked in a childish voice, "Mother, can I go up and pull it out?"

Lord Qiaoqiao hesitated a little, tightly clutching his son's little hand and not letting go.

This sword is very weird, before she figured it out, she didn't really want her son to take risks.

Although the little guy kept telling himself that there was no danger, but... a mother's heart is always nervous.

Qiao Mu still held his son's hand and warned, "Let's see."

Mo Baobao blinked and reluctantly let out an "oh".

After being quiet for a while, he raised his head again, with an innocent look on his face, "Mother, didn't you hear the sound of the sword?"

Qiao Mu's eyes moved slightly, he looked down at his son, shook his head, "No."

"I heard it." Xiaotuanzi counted on his fingers, "Three long and two short, it is urging me to come forward quickly."

Everyone in the Western Regions couldn't help laughing when they heard this.

Just him?

A little guy with a small body, still wants to draw a sword?

It's almost enough to draw him with the sword.

Mo Baobao didn't care about other people's eyes, and looked at his mother with his eyes.

It seems to ask her, can you go up and try?

Mo Lian walked forward slowly, stretched out her hand to grab his wife's little hand, and gave her a slight nod, "Let him go."

Boys don't just want to exercise.

Since this guy speaks so confidently, there's no harm in letting him try.

Taking a ten thousand step back, even if you try unsuccessfully, it can still hit this inflated self-confidence, isn't it!

Mrs. Qiao Qiao saw some deep meaning in her husband's eyes.

Can't help but glance at Qiao Qiao's Lian.

Husband always wanted to hit her, and it must be because he wanted to take revenge on Baby Mo for cheating on him.

"Let me try!" Before Qiao Mu let go, another person flew forward.