Duan Mu Shu has been with Duan Feihong day and night for the past six years. Regardless of temperament, speech and behavior, and even the way he speaks and his expression, he is seven or eight levels similar to Duan Feihong.

The little mouth in the blood-stained red gauze pursed its lips and said, "You are really thoughtful, but it's a pity. I want to fall in love with you, but you don't even dare to snatch the inner elixir of such a precious Sky-Winged Snake Spirit from me. I don't

I'll fall in love with you. I like brave men, but I'm not interested in brats. The inner elixir of this Sky-Winged Snake Spirit can at least make you reach the next level. If I'm not mistaken, you should be practicing flying swords.

Kung Fu, you should be in the physical realm now. If you have a deep understanding of sword intention, with such a Sky-Winged Snake Spirit inner elixir, you should be able to break through to the physical realm and reach your own sword essence."

Duanmu Shu asked in disbelief, "How do you know so clearly? I didn't take any action, and I also used the secret technique my master taught me to hide my aura. How did you see that I was practicing flying swords and that I was so good at it?"

Physical matters?"

The woman in red said proudly, "You want to know? I won't tell you. I've been asking for your name for a long time, but you haven't told me yet."

Duanmu Shu smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it just a name? My name is Duanmu Shu, can you tell me now?"

Duanmushu thought to himself that the girl in red named Xuehan was really childish.

Xue Han smiled and said, "Duanmu Shu, it is indeed you. Where is your master? Take me to see your master quickly."

Duanmu Shu asked in confusion, "Who are you? How do you know my name? How do you know my master?"

Xuehan happily ran to Duanmu Shu and said, "I found this place on the orders of my master. Your master used the sound transmission skill a few days ago to transmit the sound to my master, asking my master to send his most popular disciples to find your master."

Duanmu Shu glanced at Xuehan in disbelief and said, "The proud disciple you are talking about is not you, right?"

Xuehan understood Duanmu's book and his eyes were not angry, he smiled and said, "If you are not proud, you will know sooner or later. Take me to your master quickly. My master has a letter asking me to hand it over to your master."

Duanmu Shu asked in confusion, "Why doesn't your master use the sound transmission technique?"

Xuehan said proudly, "Because my master doesn't know how to transmit sounds."

Duanmu Shu sweated, thinking that your master doesn't know how to transmit sounds, so why are you so proud of him?

"How many disciples does your master have in total?"

"one!"

"I think I can understand why you are your master's proudest disciple!"

Duanmushu reluctantly took Xuehan back to the cave where he and his master lived. Along the way, Xuehan kept chattering and asking questions as if he had never walked around in the world. However, Duanmushu was surprised to find that this is called Xuehan.

The woman in red seems to know everything and everything, but why does she look so innocent?

Could it be said that women of the vampire race are born like this?

Duanmu Shu thought to himself, "Hey, what a simple boy. A proud disciple is more or less the same as a proud simple disciple."

Duan Mu Shu returned home with the blood of the girl in red, and Duan Feihong was still sitting on the stone steps at the door as usual.

No one would have known that the man in front of them would be Duan Feihong, the best swordsman in the world at that time and known as the "Man with a Thousand Faces".
Chapter completed!