Who are you swearing at!
On Lingyu Mountain, Jin Ren, who was healing Master Siren, felt like he had been stabbed in the back with a sword.
Gou Dongxi...
Wait, I'll blow up your Gou head...
He was too lazy to turn around, having already decided to leave early, a few complaints would suffice, Master Siren was more important.
"This injury is quite serious?"
Looking at Mei Siren, who appeared calm but was actually shaking his fan wildly, with veins bulging in pain, Jin Ren smiled secretly.
The ancient swordsmen are amusing in this way, all incredibly repressed.
Originally thought it was a trait of this era, but after seeing Hua Weiyang earlier, it turned out to be an inheritance.
"The power of the Sword Demon is indeed formidable... but it's almost healed, just remove this last wisp of sword energy, Teacher, please bear with it a bit longer."
"Mm."
Actually, with Infinite Silence swallowing the power left by Sword Deity Hua's Sword Demon, it's a matter of a few breaths time.
