The crowd dispersed.

At this time, Ma Bond was still dumbfounded, his eyes widened.

Seeing his appearance, Lin Mo spoke with undisguised sarcasm.

"Old Ma, I said that you know what to do now!"

After Ma Bond heard this, his breathing suddenly became rapid.

His expression showed a bit of madness.

With this appearance, several people at the scene thought he was frightened.

However, after a while, I saw the corner of the caravan's mouth twitching, and the face was full of excitement.

"Mr. Lin, old horse, I'm promising!"

"Being able to sit in the middle of a large group of masters."

"Have you ever been in such a situation before? Hehe!"

Lin Mo: "..."

Do you have that serious illness!

This brain circuit is not normal at all.

Just watching the scene of the seven grandmasters, he seems to have never had it.

Thinking of this, Lin Mo gave a thumbs up.

"Old horse, you are the best!"

Ma Bang De was thinking about continuing to chatter, but he didn't say anything, and a dark shadow came on the other side.

Snapped!

A shoe, and he faces the door impartially in the middle.

Ma Bond knew that it was Lin Mo's hand, and the anger that just appeared was instantly suppressed by himself.

"Jealousy makes one paranoid!"

After Ma Bond complained in a low voice, he realized that he seemed to speak his mind.

Snapped!

Another sole, landed on his face.

"Next time I will throw a long sword."

Lin Mo jokingly said, seeing that Ma Bond was being honest, he said with a serious expression.

"Miss Xuelian, let me introduce you."

"This is the leader of the three-district sword sect, you can just call him the old horse, this black rose girl from the dead black garden."

"They are also my subordinates."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the two of them.

"Xue Lian, Saintess of Dunhuang! My friend!"

To whether he is showing off Xuelian's high status.

Mainly because he was worried about Ma Bond's fussing and provoking others.

Due to the presence of too many masters before, Ma Bond and the two were not qualified to intervene at all.

At the moment, taking advantage of Lin Mo's introduction.

The two immediately bowed and saluted.

"I have seen the saint!"

"I have seen the saint!"

At this moment, Ma Bond also did not have the look of a tiger in a tiger, and his expression was extremely respectful.

Dunhuang Sanctuary's reputation is so big that it is too big to think of a half-step master who commands tens of thousands of swordsmen like Ma Bangde, and he can only look up.

Xuelian was a little uncomfortable facing their salute.

After she returned the salute, she said immediately.

"Everyone is a friend, so don't be so polite."

"From now on, you can just call me Xuelian like Lin Mo."

Gentle tone, approachable.

There is no trace of the air of being a saint of Dunhuang at all.

If I had to use one image to be compatible, I can only say that Xuelian gave me the feeling that I thought she was a well-behaved little girl next door.

After a little chat.

Seeing that Lin Mo was safe, Ma Bond felt relieved.

"Miss Xuelian, Mr. Lin, you should rest early!"

As he spoke, he bumped into the black rose beside him, and left the room as if he was running for his life.

As the door closed, just as he walked out of the door, a pillow hit him directly.

Lin Mo's scolding sound came from behind him.

"Old Ma, your bones are tight again, aren't you?"

"When I get better, I'll beat you up and down."

As the voice fell, Lin Mo explained with some embarrassment.

"Miss Xue Lian, you don't need to pay attention to this guy, he is just a jerk and a joker."

Xuelian replied softly, and then buried her slightly flushed face into her chest.

Shy attitude, very charming!

There are only two beds in the whole room.

One was used by Lin Wuhen.

The remaining one, how do the two rest.

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