Walking with such a strong man, Mo Sheng could not be as calm and calm as before.

Restraint is for sure.

As for his two disciples, Liu An, the eldest disciple, was extremely uneasy. From the look on his face, he knew that he would probably be ashamed and autistic in front of Lin Xiao.

As for the second brother Tang Xiaoli, he also looked stupid and stunned. He was afraid that he was still immersed in the shock just now and couldn't extricate himself. It would probably take a while before he could slowly react.

Lin Xiao left, which made Mo Sheng feel very regretful, but also relaxed. It was really contradictory. At the same time, he was secretly grateful. Fortunately, Lin... Xiaoyou is a gentle person, otherwise his eldest disciple Liu An had such an attitude.

, if it were a person with a bad temperament, he would have died eight hundred times, with no bones left and his soul scattered.

…

Lin Xiao did not fly in the air all the time, because it was still more than half a year before the Mingdao Mountain of Mingdao Palace was opened to the public. He could go there slowly, just like in Taixuanzhou, marching slowly, as if it was the right time.

A kind of tempering of oneself.

If there really wasn't enough time, Lin Xiao would just plan to fly with his sword and rush away at full speed.
Chapter completed!