”a send-order war emperor, a war monarch, how long can you hold on in your own hands?”
mirage zun looked at lin hui and the undercu
ent monk who were struggling to support in the sword spirit and laughed.
”lord, hu
y up and make a reservation.”
as soon as master wanjianzong and his astonishment returned to the residence with ye hanxin, a disciple of wanjianzong came up and said respectfully.
however, the frightened words stopped outside, stretched out their hands to hold ye ld heart, and refused to let her go forward.
”look, this is your first lesson.”
since master wanjianzong asked him to teach ye ld heart, it would be good from now on.
he just stopped ye ld heart, glanced at the disciples of wanjian zong and lin hui, motionless.
”yes.”
ye hanxin responded and began to observe carefully.
”mm-hmm.”
the lord of wanjianzong responded calmly, nodded, and turned his head and glanced at the thrill.
with the sound of miso, the sound of the blade unsheathing sounded.
the disciple of wanjianzong suddenly drew his sword in his hand and sta