Seeing that Zhao Guilin was really regretful, Mo Qing comforted him: "Okay, okay, why are you doing well? You've talked about this matter again? You don't need to mention the past."

"I am the most confused when I talk about it in the past, but I swear to be nice to you in the future," Zhao Hanlin looked at Mo Qingwan with an extremely gentle look.

Mu Xiuying's eyes were slightly red and said, "It's good that you know. You have to feel good about Wanwan in the future. Wanwan has definitely suffered a lot in the past three years..."

"Mom, I'm fine, it's not hard at all. With the ancestor taking care of me, I have avoided many detours. Now I have learned the two swords of Senior Sword Emperor. I can finally fight with you..." Mo Qing

Evening patted the two swords behind him.

"How come it's not hard? In order to come back early to see you, this little thing got up before dawn every day, but it has not disappointed her persistence for the past three years. With her current skills, I'm afraid that none of you are her opponents...

"When the fox said this, he looked a little proud.

"I see that your swords are inseparable. I guess the sword skills are good. Are you interested in letting your father see them?" Zhao Feng said.

Mo Qingwan scratched his head and said, "Dad, Brother Yunxiao has exaggerated, how could I be your opponent..."

"Hey, Wanwan, since ancient times, the Yangtze River has pushed the previous waves, sooner or later you will be much better than your father. Dad will only be proud of you. Let Dad see the swordsmanship of Lord Sword Emperor, Dad admires him very much." Zhao Feng

Said with a smile.

Mu Xiuying patted her hands and said, "It's okay Wanwan, just talk and click until you finish."

"Little thing, since that's the case, you can show them your skills." The fox blinked at her.

"Wait, why don't I and Wanwan have a chance to have a fight," said Zhao Hanlin.

Zhao Feng glanced at him: "Do you feel sorry for your wife? Well, it's the same when your father is watching. The duel between husband and wife will definitely be exciting."

Zhao Hanlin looked at Mo Qingwan and said, "Wanwan, I've given me advice..."

Mo Qing nodded late, stood up and walked outside the door with Zhao Hanlin.

Mo Qingwan pulled out the heavy sword behind him and grabbed it in his hand.

Zhao Hanlin knew that Mo Qingwan was definitely different now, but he did not think that Mo Qingwan was his opponent. After all, he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and although his internal strength was sacked, he also received the true teachings of the world's No. 1 sword Gangke.

So he did not draw his sword, but was ready to take the move with his bare hands.

When Mo Qingwan saw that he didn't draw his sword, he knew that he must have thought he was not good.

He suddenly became a little unhappy and asked, "Zhao Hanlin, why don't you draw your sword? Aren't you afraid of being beaten down by me?"

Zhao Hanlin saw her with a beautiful and pretty face and shouting to herself to draw her sword, and suddenly she felt that she was really cute.

"Hahaha, Wanwan, you are so cute, but I like it very much. Wanwan, just beat me up," Zhao Hanlin said with a smile.

"Zhao Hanlin, do you look down on me?" Mo Qing said angrily.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Hanlin's expression became more obsessed and said with a smile: "No, Wanwan, I just beg for a beating~ Hehe..."

Mo Qing night...

Everyone...

Mu Xiuying glanced at Zhao Feng and said awkwardly: "This...is this our son?"

Zhao Feng shook his head: "I don't know you, I don't know you."

Mo Qing curled his lips and still laughed?

I'll see if you still laugh or not.

She lifted the heavy sword and immediately brought out a sword sound and attacked Zhao Hanlin.

"What a domineering sword energy!" Zhao Feng exclaimed.

However, Zhao Hanlin was still standing there, watching Mo Qingwan coming towards him.

"Wanwan, this heavy sword is not suitable for you. It is too bulky and it is easy for people to see the direction of your attack. But it is also true. This sword is too heavy. Even if you are a weak woman, you cannot be as short as you can move.

The sword is so flexible," Zhao Hanlin reminded.

"Yeah?"

Mo Qingwan sneered, and he saw that he had arrived in front of Zhao Hanlin.

Zhao Hanlin also smiled and prepared to reach out to hug her.

Unexpectedly, Mo Qingwan suddenly disappeared in front of him. When he realized it, Mo Qingwan had already flashed behind him and stumbling him heavily with the hilt of the sword.

Zhao Hanlin didn't react and fell straight forward, lay on the ground, and had an intimate contact with the ground.

"Good fun!" Mu Xiuying shouted.

"Good body skills! My daughter-in-law is so powerful, she can beat her well!" Zhao Feng also shouted.

"Sister-in-law is good at swordsmanship!"

Zhao Hanlin...

He hurriedly got up and patted the dust on his body.

"How about Zhao Hanlin, why don't you draw your sword?" Mo Qingwan stood there, looking at him with a smile on the corner of his lips, and his black hair fluttered in the wind.

This scene seemed like a dream.

Zhao Hanlin smiled and said, "Mrs. I am very good at it. I'm careless, so I'll ask my wife for advice!"

After saying that, Zhao Hanlin pulled out the long sword. The knife looked ordinary on the surface, but when it was pulled out, the golden sword aura surrounding her body was shocked by Mo Qingwan.

"What are you? Have your internal strength recovered?" Mo Qingwan said in surprise.
Chapter completed!