Best Soldier Son-in-law

She actually called Wuchen an old bald donkey?    

Unexpectedly, not only did Wuchen not get angry, he even shook his head and explained, "This won't do. It will mess up the seniority! When your master sees me, he also has to take the initiative to greet me."    

Miao Xuan stared at Wuchen with disdain and said: "With just you, an old bald donkey? My master doesn't need to be polite to anyone in Huaxia!"    

Lin Nan couldn't take it anymore and said with a bitter smile, "Miss, did you come here alone?"    

"You don't care about me!" Miao Xuan rolled her eyes.    

"With your personality, without your master by your side, you would have been arrested in minutes!" Lin Nan said jokingly.    

"Who dares to arrest me?!"    

Miao Xuan waved the long sword in her hand, making a threatening gesture.    

Lin Nan was instantly amused.    

The little girl was a typical example of not having stepped into society and had never been beaten up by society. Therefore, she looked like she was not afraid of anything.    

Right at this moment, a voice filled with love came from afar: "Xuan Er."    

When Miao Xuan heard that, she turned around and shouted happily, "Master, you came at the right time. I killed the beast! "    

When Lin Nan heard this, he immediately became energetic.    

In other words, he was going to meet the third one among the four Grandmaster warriors?    

"Did you really kill him?"    

Luo Buhui walked over and asked doubtfully.    

"Oh... Yes!"    

Miao Xuan hesitated for a second, then said affirmatively.    

As she spoke, luo Buhui came here.    

The first thing Lin Nan saw was a pressure that came from the depths of his soul.    

The old man in the Daoist robe in front of him seemed to give off an innate signal that no one was allowed to enter. Anyone who got close to him would feel oppressed!    

Needless to say, this was definitely a Martial Grandmaster!    

Miao Xuan began to complain to the wicked first. "Master, these two people are so annoying!"    

"Is that so?"    

Luo Buhui first glanced at Lin Nan, then immediately looked at Wuchen's face.    

"Luo Buhui, when did you take such a savage girl as your disciple?" Wuchen said with a smile.    

"Shut up! How dare you call my master by his name?" Miao Xuan said angrily.    

Who would have thought!    

Luo Buhui laughed out loud!    

"Hahahaha! It turned out to be Master Wuchen. Long time no see, long time no see! "    

Miao Xuan could not help but be slightly stunned.    

Luo Buhui was so polite to the old monk?    

Could it be... the old bald donkey in front of her was the Eastern Grandmaster, the iron chain monk Wuchen?    

Luo Buhui rarely told stories about the four Grandmaster warriors.    

When she thought of this, miao Xuan's face turned red. She also felt that she had been too rude before.    

Lin Nan had seen all the changes in her expression. She couldn't help but laugh out loud.    

Miao Xuan didn't dare to speak. Instead, she used her eyes to signal Lin Nan to shut up.    

Her fierce eyes seemed to be able to kill Lin Nan.    

Luo Buhui explained with a smile: "My disciple has followed me for several years. He has always stayed by the seaside of the South Sea and has never come out to experience the world. If you have offended me in any way, please forgive me, great Master Wuchen. "    

"Hey, what are you saying? The little girl has already learned the Phecda Sword Technique by using the Spiritual Energy!" Wuchen said disapprovingly.    

"Of course not! But you, you are getting more and more at ease..."    

Lin Nan could not help but smile bitterly!    

When martial grandmasters meet, do they have to brag about business first?    

Luo Buhui asked again, "Master Wuchen, how long have you been in Kunlun Mountain?"    

"It has been... more than ten days!" Wuchen thought for a moment and said.    

"More than ten days?"    

Luo Buhui immediately smiled and said, it has been more than ten days." You must be the one who killed the Spirit-Engulfing Beasts in the multicolored light that appeared yesterday, right?"    

However, Wuchen shook his head and said, "No, it was someone else."    

"Oh?" Luo Buhui was rather surprised.    

"It was Lin Nan who killed him." Wuchen pointed at Lin Nan.    

Miao Xuan looked at Lin Nan once again.    

This ordinary guy could actually kill a Spirit-Engulfing Beast?    

"Lin Nan..."    

Luo Buhui read the name and suddenly smiled. "Oh, I remember now! Lin Nan, who defeated Huang Kaiyuan and became the leader of the martial arts world not long ago? I was wondering why this name was so familiar. "    

" Yes, that's him! The Alliance Master of the Martial Path is very awesome!" Wuchen's voice immediately increased by eight degrees.    

Lin Nan glared at Wuchen and then cupped his fists. "Senior, you flatter me too much. The identity of the alliance chief was only given by a group of good people. It's not true."    

In front of a martial grandmaster, wouldn't the title of Alliance Master of the martial arts world be a joke?    

"That is also true with strength."    

Luo Buhui smiled and said, "Speaking of which, since the four of us broke through to the grandmaster realm, it seems that there hasn't been a new grandmaster for a period of time."    

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously swept across Lin Nan.    

"You're saying that breaking through to the grandmaster realm is a common occurrence?" Wuchen teased.    

"Hahahaha, that's true!"    

Luo Buhui laughed. "Since you came first, why don't you tell me about the exotic beasts?"    

"Come, let's talk as we go up the mountain." Wuchen invited them.    

Two grandmasters walked in front while Lin Nan and Miao Xuan walked side by side.    

Miao Xuan cast a sidelong glance at him and said with disdain, "You killed the Spirit-Engulfing Beast, you also picked up some scraps, right?"    

"Yes, yes, yes. What you said is right!" Lin Nan nodded in agreement.    

Lin Nan decided to treat this inexperienced girl kindly.    

Otherwise, what if she understood the dangers of society and was scared to the point of crying?    

……    

Following the death of the Spirit Beast Slaughterer, the exotic beasts on the mountain mysteriously disappeared in an instant.    

"Leader, the multicolored light that just appeared is the same as the one that appeared yesterday!" Zheng said softly.    

"That's because the Seven Spirit Beasts were killed." Baili Junzhu said calmly.    

"Seven Spirit Beasts? Was it the spirit beast that slaughtered just now?" Zhulong asked.    

"Yes."    

Baili Junzhu nodded affirmatively. "I didn't sense the auras of the other seven spirit beasts in the mountain."    

"But why can't I even sense exotic beasts?" Zhulong asked again.    

"It should have been summoned back by the female beast." Baili Junzhu guessed.    

Zheng thought of something and said, "Leader, who would kill the Spirit Beast that escaped from your hands? Who is in this mountain?"    

Baili Junzhu smiled.    

Because he could sense the Qi of He Nantian and Luo Buhui. The four Grandmaster warriors must have gathered in Kunlun Mountain.    

But Wuchen's Qi...    

He didn't feel it at all.    

"Wuchen. There's still a grudge between us. Let's settle it today." Baili Junzhu muttered to himself.    

"Leader, where are we going now?" Zhu Long asked.    

"To the top of the mountain!"    

Baili Junzhu walked forward with his hands behind his back, as though he was taking a stroll in the park.    

On the other side, he Nantian walked alone in the mountain, appearing somewhat lonely.    

Occasionally, a few people would pass by him, but they would leave without even greeting him.    

Perhaps it was because He Nantian had been at the border for a long time, rarely showing his face, not many people who knew him.    

"Boring, finish your work earlier and go back earlier."    

He Nantian took out a cigarette case from his pocket.    

But...    

When he opened it, he found that there was not a single cigarette inside.    

"There's not even a cigarette left. What a terrible trip."    

He Nantian muttered to himself and quickened his pace towards the top of the mountain.