Chapter 861

As a result, the fear in Ling Chang'an's eyes became more intense. What other disciples didn't have, only he had?

Why is the leader so kind to me? It can't be... It can't be... Besides, I never thought that the leader would mean that to me.

But the leader first proposed, is it to cover up?

If Guzhong had mind reading skills, if he knew what Ling Chang'an was thinking, he would have directly drawn a knife at each other. You didn't think Laozi wanted to give it to you, but my kind explanation has become the evidence that you think I want to give you?

Can we make some sense, brother?

Ling Chang'an gazed at the ancient bell with a strange look.

The ancient clock was breathed to speechless and threw out a secret script directly from his arms. To Ling Chang'an's face.

Ling Chang'an thought that the ancient bell was going to cut his slap in the face, so he reached out to block it, only to find that he had misunderstood him.

Pick up the secret script that has been dropped on the floor, and it seems to have a sense of age.

Is this what the leader wants to give me?

This is... Such a shabby book... Ling Chang'an suddenly had a bold idea. Many men, when courting a woman they like, usually don't take the initiative, but use some books and other things to help them.

They can not only convey their own intentions, but also arouse the other party's interest.

He listened to the older bachelors in the village and wrote them down secretly when he felt fresh.

I didn't expect to encounter such a thing in person, and he was the one who was courted?!

It was something he had never dreamed of before. So it seemed to make sense for the headmaster to keep him in the inner courtyard.

The outside world said that the ancient leader had a strange temperament, but when he first ordered him to kill people, he openly violated it. He was not only not angry, but also saved him.

Looking back on this kind of thing, Ling Chang'an only felt that chrysanthemum was tight and his mind was not bright. Although the ancient leader was his idol, he was the most adored person in his life, and he was the best looking man he had ever seen.

No, I can't. I already have someone I like. Thinking of his stunning face, Ling Chang'an felt full of strength.

If the leader is tough, I will fight to the death. Master Gu is now facing me with his back. He must be waiting for me to respond.

But if I don't, will the leader object to my being with her, but if the leader likes me, how can he let me be with his sister?

Gu Zhong, who was angry, didn't know that the TV play had already appeared in his students' mind for a short time.

He only knew that he took out the top-grade secret script of sabre technique. The boy Ling Chang'an was still holding it in a daze. He didn't look at the secret place. He didn't know if he was stupid.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha, you are a little interesting."

The cold and mechanical female voice in his mind sent out a burst of extremely ironic laughter, and the face of Gu Zhong could not be hung up in an instant. This is the first disciple who let him be ridiculed by the system. Is it the first time? Some people still remember how many times Ling Chang'an took the ancient headmaster for the first time?

"Well -- hum --"

Ling Chang'an did not move for a long time, so Gu Zhong had to pretend to clear his throat and pretend to remind him.

Ling Chang'an really had a reaction. He crouched down tremblingly, as if to touch a piece of charcoal, and reached for the secret script.

Finally, it seems that he made a great sacrifice and took the secret place back directly.

At that time, when he saw the contents of the secret script, the whole person was as stiff as a lightning strike, holding an action and standing in a daze for a long time.

Then he slowly recited: "ten ways of killing God's sword..."

opened the cover, and on it were written the words "created by the ancient true God".

Ancient god? What? As a rookie in Linghai, Ling Chang'an said that he had taken the wrong script.

After looking over the cover several times, he made sure that this was the sword technique, and then he turned his eyes to the ancient clock. At this time, he did not have those confused ideas in his eyes.

But solemnly asked, "the leader came here specially to give me the sabre skill?"

The ancient clock walked forward a few steps, sat on the soft collapse, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "of course, otherwise, what do you think I'm here for and watch you take a bath?"

Ling Chang'an couldn't help blushing at his shame idea just now, and immediately went to Gu Zhong with enthusiasm, "master, what's the grade of this Sabre technique?"

When he asked about the system, the ancient bell replied back and forth to Ling Chang'an: "this Sabre technique is handed down in ancient times. It's hard to define it by secular grades. It depends on how much you understand."

"Oh --"

Ling Chang'an nodded vaguely, although the martial skills generally described in this way are not too high.

However, he still felt very happy. No matter how high or low his grade was, the sabre technique was a very strange thing. To put it simply, it would be good to have it.

He didn't have a long time to understand the sabre technique. At present, all his skills have been explored by himself. If he could follow the ideas of his predecessors, it would be much simpler than feeling the image of a blind man."Thank you very much," he said

"It's OK. It's useless for me to hold it. There's only one knife for the whole sect. It's a waste to leave it. "

"Here you are. Take the time to understand."

Full of joy to put things into his arms, Ling Chang'an said: "no hurry, no hurry, tomorrow there is a competition, I want to consolidate the previous moves."

the ancient clock "cut" and sighed, "it means that you will be sent to you tomorrow after a comparison test, or else do you think this seat is very idle?"

In the middle of the night, I don't want to tease my younger martial sister. When I'm full, I don't have to run here to see you. How about a man taking a bath?

"In short, if you listen to me, you will understand that you will lose too miserably tomorrow."

"Er..."

"don't lose too badly, which means that the leader thinks I will lose?"

Before the competition started, Ling Chang'an has been critically damaged.

It's not necessarily. It's a 99% chance that you'll lose. Of course, Gu Zhong, such an understanding leader, only said the first half of the sentence and the second half of the sentence in his heart.

Ling Chang'an is unconvinced. What kind of opponent is it that will make the leader feel that he will be defeated miserably, and at the risk of being discovered, he will rush into his room at night and send him this unknown sword technique.

It seems that the leader has chosen a good opponent for him, and this man is very strong.

"Headmaster, is my opponent tomorrow, elder martial brother Lin?"

Ling Chang'an directly made a bold assumption. Elder martial brother Lin has already broken through the yuan spirit realm. I'm afraid he can't beat him with one finger.

Fortunately, Gu Zhong shakes his head and denies this idea. At the same time, he also shows a comforting smile. Reply: "it's not him. Don't think about it."

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