The feet and shoes are already wet.

I don't know how far I ran.

At this time, the old man could no longer see any land under the sky. There was only a vast ocean of water!

A small island suddenly appeared in front of the old man.

Very small island.

There are only three houses, a willow tree, and some flowers and plants. There is also an old man with one hand on his sleeve, just like the best in the world.

Flying out.

With the running old man.

Fierce impacts together.

The entire lake was ten meters in a radius centered on two elderly people, and the lake water collided violently.

After two old men collided.

Each flew back thirty meters.

The one-armed old man broke the willow tree.

The old man with his arms fell into the lake. After a long time, he slowly floated up, covered in soaking and wet hair, and came toward this small island.

The old man landed and said calmly: "Senior, your realm has been restored."

The one-armed old man didn't speak, but was so lonely!

The old man said silently: "Senior, my life span is about to end. This time, it is the last time I see you."

The one-armed old man finally spoke, his voice was deep and vicissitudes. How shocking the sound was: "Go!"

Only two words.

However, the old man nodded and said, "Liu Zongyuan, I have accepted a disciple named Han Luo."

"Oh!" The old man finally looked a little in his eyes.

"Just just entered the Dark Force!" said the birds to the forest.

"Oh!" The old man looked at the endless lake in the distance, "It was the light that shone in the night in the first two months."

"Yes." The birds rush into the forest.

The old man lowered his head for a while, then raised his head and said, "In less than three years, the best in the world!"

"So amazing" birds jumped into the forest and were shocked!

The one-armed old man is not talking.

The empty sleeves of the one-armed old man were rumbling in the wind.

The old man with his arms finally left, walked back to the inner gate of Xingyi Gate step by step, his whole body was dry, the sky was white, and the night had passed. Standing on the shore, the old man bowed to the island by the endless lake, and said, "Thank you for pointing out the way of heaven back then."

"Back!"

The bird flew into the forest and quickly entered the jungle.

In the woods, sway freely.

Back to the thatched hut at the inner door, the thatched hut of the old man is so inconspicuous about the Chinese classical building complex in the distance and the Western-style villa complex in the farthest direction.

At the door, a young man stood quietly.

"well!"

Bird threw himself into the forest and sighed, "Sect Master!"

"senior."

The young man turned around silently, his face calm, but his eyes were confused, and he said, "I have doubts, please ask seniors."

"Come in." Birdshu said gently.

The two entered the thatched hut.

"This time I went to Europe, the King of Han Shan completely surrendered, but it also hurt the old man's heart. Senior, I am also very sad." The young man said that as the master of Huajin, Wulin Damu, said this with one palm.

The birds rush into the forest and felt emotion, patted Jiang Haijie on the shoulder. After a long time, he said heavingly: "Thank you for your hard work."

This hard work is to work hard for Jianghaijing to work hard for the ten years, unite within the sect, and run around the international community for the Xingyimen. Thank you.

Jiang Haijie, what a young man!

pity…………

Jiang Haijing asked: "Senior, did I do this wrong?"

"King Han Shan is not wrong, you are not wrong. His is out of hope for that sword. Your is not wrong. As the leader, you must suppress one, and even protect one!"

Jiang Haijie was shocked physically and mentally.

"You go, there is an island in the endless lake. It's time to meet that person!" Bird Tou Lin said suddenly.

The river and sea whales were shocked and confused. There were still people in the endless lake.

Jianghai whales bowed their sleeves and left.

The old man turned around and walked out of the thatched hut. Looking at the jungle here, the trees were rising. Unfortunately, this was the last time I saw it.

Before returning to the house, the old man raised his arm and gently touched the wall, and the house here collapsed.

The old man sat cross-legged in front of the lake, passed away quietly, and lived a life of his life.

"No!"

This sound came from a distance, swaying to see that a young man who felt something was wrong and returned came running around, but it was finally late.

A young man in white, the head of Xingyi Sect.

He knelt in front of the old man's "body" and kowtowed heavily.

…………

The next day.

A young man in white climbed to a nameless island in the endless lake.

The one-armed old man sat in the morning sun, basking in the sun lazily, but that's how he could show off his sadness.

The empty sleeves dancing in the wind pierced Jiang Haijing's eyes and his heart.

…………

On the day, Han Luo returned home and looked at the ancient sword passed down by the master. After touching it, he felt familiar. After seven years of refining the night sword, what secret does this sword hide?

Han Luo stood in a stake, drooped his shoulders and elbows, and walked with his sword in his arms.

Wherever the sword energy is emitted, it will suck it in one breath.

In the world, only the tip of the sword revealed the sword light.

A star point, like a star in the sky.

Shining.

Sword Light!
Chapter completed!