“。。。。。。 "

The returning sword master turned his back to Joseph and drank silently as if he hadn't heard.

As for Evangeline, she let Joseph go and stayed behind to make amends to the returning sword saint on his behalf.

The returning sword saint saved his life because of her face.

But she couldn't protect Joseph all the time, and once she didn't pay attention and returned to his hometown Sword Saint to kill him, he would be dead.

For this reason, she had to make it clear to the Returning Sword Saint that her people, he couldn't move!

"Damn!"

Joseph's fists clenched tightly, he looked at Evangeline's back, and recalled the killing intent of the returning sword saint: "Strength, I need strength!"

Why can they look down on him, and on what basis, these guys are better than him?

That old immortal, and, that stinky woman who looks like a calf guard hen!

If she was willing to give her powerful magic to herself, how could he still go to such trouble to ask for something that was at his fingertips from others?

"It's coming. "

A grim sneer appeared on Joseph's face: "As long as I get the heart of that dragon, I can become one of them." "

"When the time comes, what bullshit Sword Master, he will kneel at my feet like an old dog!"

All of them will kneel before Him and ask for forgiveness to their great King!

"You shouldn't have stopped me. "

The old swordmaster turned his back to Evangerin, his voice calm.

It's hard to kill him, but what's so hard about killing a wolf-hearted thing?

"He's your disciple, as I knew from the first time I saw him. "

Old Sword Saint: "This person has no gratitude, once you let him have power, what you get will inevitably be revenge." "

"Even so, I still believe," said Evangeline, "that he will understand my painstaking efforts." "

“。。。。。。 "

A sword can slash a person's body or even soul, but it can't shake a person's nature.

And this time, again, as before.

"Humans are always repeating mistakes, again and again, and everybody thinks it's right. "

"What a stupid race。。。。。。 "

It seemed that Yaxing, who had lost his drinking, got up and walked past Evangeline and walked out the door.

"I wanted to say goodbye to you this time, but now it seems that you don't welcome me. "

"You!"

Evangeline didn't expect the Returning Sword Saint to say such a thing.

"My time is almost over. "

"It's a pity... "

"In this life," the old sword master looked at the clouds in the sky, "there is still a regret." "

"Evangeline, girl. "

The old man looked at Evangeline and said, "Don't hold grudges, finally use your prophetic power to help me choose a better cemetery." "

Evangeline didn't expect the Returning Sword Saint to come here for this.

He's dying?

I can't feel it at all!

An aging legendary powerhouse, even with the courage to do so, Evangeline only felt that her worldview was subverted: "What do you want。。。。。。 "

"The Last Battle!"

"For the old man, choose a hearty battle," return: "Then, die in the hands of the real strong!"

A truly strong man, a powerful enough to rival the Homecoming Sword Saint, and even kill his existence.

But is there really such a person?

Evangeline first thought of the powerhouses of the Arland Empire, and they couldn't do it.

Let's not talk about the strength of them and the Returning Sword Saint, who is strong and who is weak.

Just say that these people are all friends of Long Guixiang and Yiwen Jielin, and Long Guixiang just wants to fight, and it is impossible to have fun.

In the same way, the human nations, and the major overseas true dragon kingdoms, will definitely not be able to.

The former is a country on the mainland, and if the returning Sword Saint dares to fight them, it will be a national contradiction, which will lead to war.

With his own strength, he guarded the Serren State for thousands of years, just because a couple in the Serren Kingdom adopted him.

In order to repay his kindness, he opened up a pure land in the troubled times thousands of years ago.

At the beginning, the state of Serren, a small country with a population of less than 10,000 people, relied on the rise of the dragon returning to its hometown and became today's federal power.

With a population of 30 million, military, political, and cultural affairs are all objects of Xi and learning from other countries.

For his own selfish desires, to harm countless people and countless generations, this is not a homecoming sword saint.

"So, you get the idea, right?"

The old sword saint said: "Only you will choose such a person for me and help me find him." "

A character who fights with him, neither causes human strife, nor causes turmoil in the current situation, and can make him have fun, and fight freely in all aspects.

"But such a person ... "

Evanjielin was confused, she wanted to say, where is there such a person.

However, before the words came out, a figure popped out of Yi Wen Jielin's mind inexplicably.

The back that brought fear countless times in her dreams and woke her up.

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If it's him。。。。。

"Oh?"

The Returning Sword Saint noticed the change in Evangeline's eyes: "Sure enough, it's the same as that person said, return to the place where you came from, and then return to the original land, the answer is there." "

Evanjielin was the first person he thought of when he went there and returned to his homeland.

And the answer lies in her.

She will tell him about the battlefield of the last battle!

"I don't know. "

Yiwen Jielin shook her head, she couldn't see the true face of Bai Yan, and she didn't know where this terrifying figure was.

He is so mysterious, so mysterious that it is difficult for any prophetic or even temporal magic to get a glimpse of its essence.

The only information I got, just one word.

"East!"

"Huh?"

Homecoming Sword Master: "East?"

For this answer, the Returning Sword Saint was a little speechless.

The Arland Empire is located on the west side of the continent, and the east, that range, is too vast.

"Eastern, more Eastern, most Eastern. "

It was in Evangerine's dream that she saw a terrible tide of magic sweeping in from the east, and everywhere she went, she was shrouded in mist and darkness that she couldn't see.

"Is that the answer you gave me?"

The returning sword master no longer insisted on precise answers, and he was satisfied to be able to get his opponent to the east.

"Well, let's say goodbye. "

The returning sword saint did not linger: "This way, you and I will never see each other again in this life。。。。。。 "

He was gone, as suddenly as he came, and as he was gone.

What Evangeline didn't expect was that on the night of the return of the Sword Saint, she had a new prophetic dream.

In her dream, she saw a sharp blade that cut through heaven and earth, and saw two fighting figures in the sea of flames and reeds, and as a result, one figure fell.

"Who is he?"

"Who is the dead?"

I didn't see it, she didn't see who won and who lost, the only thing that was certain was that the returning sword saint would definitely meet him, and there would be a battle between the two!

However, the Homecoming Sword Saint left, and she couldn't find the other party, and she couldn't tell him the news of this prophetic dream.

However, Evangeline knew very well in her heart that even if the Returning Sword Saint knew, she would not care.

The heart is forward, without fear of life and death.

No matter who wins or loses, what the dragon is asking for is just this hearty battle, that's all. Long. _

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