Luo Xian lost her parents when she was a child and became an orphan who fell on the street. When she was about to starve to death, she was discovered and saved by Indra and saved her for the sake of her disciple.

She was talented and was taught by Indra, and was also given the title of God Mother. She was in charge of the human world in the Tianmen. She can be said to be less than one person and more than ten thousand people.

However, there is no personal relationship in the Tianmen. Although Luo Xian is a godmother, he has always been alone and has never had a friend for more than ten years.

Her mood was very complicated for Youruo, who volunteered to take care of her out of guilt.

Her mental power has been better than Youruo after learning the Sacred Heart Art. You can see at a glance that Youruo is really good to her, which makes her even more entangled.

This girl is stupid and seems to be a reincarnation of a broom star. The more she treats her, the more unlucky she is…

After spitting out Youruo's large intestine pig lung soup, Luo Xian rinsed his mouth with water and said to Youruo: "Thank you, did you save me? Can you tell me where this is?"

Youruo secretly glanced at Luo Xian and said with a little twisted voice: "This is the headquarters of the World Association, you can rest here with peace of mind. Then what? We saved you, but we also shot you."

Chen Mang rolled his eyes aside: "Hey, don't take me with you in everything."

Youruo's face collapsed and he said to Luo Xian with guilt: "I was the one who hurt you, I'm sorry, but I really didn't mean it."

"Don't feel guilty, am I okay?"

Luo Xian smiled at Youruo, then looked around with a novel look on his face: "My name is Luo Xian. Speaking of which, I am also considered a member of the World Association, but this is the first time I have been to the headquarters."

Youruo smiled instantly, patted his chest and said, "The whole world is my territory. When you recover from your injuries, I will take you to have a good time!"

Luo Xian looked at her in surprise and asked, "You are from the World Club..."

"She is the eldest lady Youruo of our World Association, and I am the chief manager Chen Mang."

"Miss..."

After Chen Mang finished the introduction, Luo Xian was about to get up to pay homage, but Youruo held it down.

Looking at Luo Xian who was scared to the face of bloodlessness, Youruo looked like a man in the world and said boldly: "No need to be polite. Our children in the world are all about their own affairs. Don't treat me as the daughter of the gang leader!"

Luo Xian gritted his teeth slightly, and said in a cold sweat: "No... Miss, you pressed my wound!"

Youruo looked down and saw that the wound she held down again oozing blood. He immediately screamed, took his hand back, and apologized in a panic: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!"

Luo Xian smiled reluctantly: "I'm fine, Miss."

At this time, Wen Chou Chou walked in with a piece of information, looked at Luo Xian on the bed, and said to Chen Mang: "Young Master Chen, the person sent out is back. This girl is named Luo Xian. My father is the manager of a station in our world."

Chen Mang nodded slightly, and couldn't help but be surprised by Luo Xian's ability.

The station is an intelligence system he built, and he can actually forge an identity in the station. This girl is not a good person.

Chen Mang looked her quietly and said, "Luo Xian, you should recuperate here these days. After recovering from the injury, I have other arrangements for you."

Luo Xian lowered his head and replied, "Yes, the chief executive!"

While Chen Mang was thinking about how to deal with Luo Xian, the news of the decisive battle between Sword Saint and Xiongba had spread all over the world, and everyone in the world knew it. There were even casinos who offered odds to bet on the victory or defeat of the two of them.

The Sword Saint, who was at the forefront of the storm, was far away from the hustle and alone came to a graveyard. He muttered at the tombstone of the nameless deceased wife: "Wuming, I know you are still alive. Today is the death day of your deceased wife, and you will definitely come."

As he finished speaking, a monk walked away and placed a bunch of wild flowers in front of the tombstone.

The Sword Saint looked at the monk's eyes and asked, "Monk, who is you buried in the grave?"

The monk recited the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, she is an old friend of me."

The Sword Saint said in surprise: "You are a friend of Wuming's wife. I think you should know where Wuming is now. Tell me where he is. I want to compete with him in swords!"

The monk shook his head slightly: "Donor, even if you win Wuming in swordsmanship, what can you do if you become the best in the world? In the end, it's just a piece of loess. Donor should let go of this obsession as soon as possible."

The Sword Saint sneered: "I have been obsessed with swordsmanship all my life, just like you chant Buddha's name. I didn't advise you to return to the secular world, but you advised me to abandon the sword. How could this be the case in the world? If you don't say where Wuming is, then let my sword ask you to speak!"

As he finished speaking, the Sword Saint instantly entered the state of unity of human and sword. His body was like a sharp sword, and his sword energy came out from his body and headed towards the monk!

The monk was shocked and instantly used his skills to resist. He was instantly cut off by the sword energy and was covered with bruises.

At this time, a sword fell from the sky. The sword saint recognized the sword that was Wuming at a glance, stopped and said, "Wuming, I knew you would come!"

Immediately afterwards, a young man in white fell from the sky. The Sword Saint was slightly stunned and frowned and said, "Who are you? How could the nameless hero sword be in your hands?"

The young man in white clasped his fists and said, "In Xia Jianchen, the heroic sword is passed down by his family teacher."

As the hero sword was pulled up by him, a sword intent rose from him. The sword saint immediately recognized that it was the inexplicable sword intent. After looking at him for a while, he nodded slightly and said, "Your sword technique is good, but unfortunately you haven't found your own swordsmanship yet. You can't be considered a real swordsman. Where is Wuming? Take me to see him."

Jian Chen was slightly stunned and looked at the Sword Saint unable to speak.

After Wuming fought with the Sword Saint, he felt that his sword skills had not yet changed, so he deduced the Sword Saint's Sword 22 and used his own move to find a way to crack it.

Jian Chen obtained the nameless true teaching and wanted to crack the sword moves of the Sword Saint instead of his master, but he didn't expect that the Sword Saint would look down on him at all. He couldn't help but feel sulking and bowed his sword and said, "Senior, my master once said that the sword technique of the Holy Spirit has not changed. There is still Sword Twenty-Two behind it. I wonder if he has deduced it?"

The Sword Saint nodded slightly, and said proudly: "I have surpassed Sword 22 and realized the Sword 23 of the Destroyed Heaven and Jedi Sword. This time I came to inform Wuming, let him prepare in advance, and take out the best state to fight me."

Jian Chen: "..."

This is different from what the master said!

The master clearly said that Sword Twenty-three is the most terrifying sword technique in the world, which is beyond the creation of ordinary people, and even the master cannot imagine it. Why did the Sword Saint suddenly understand it?

Jian Chen was shocked and immediately gave up the idea of ​​challenging the Sword Saint to commit suicide. He obediently led the way and led him to the Zhonghua Pavilion to find Wuming.
Chapter completed!