Douluo: Possess Eight Magic Skills

Flender called into the carriage:

"Friends in the car, if it's convenient, can you come down and meet with me?"

"Boy, in terms of seniority, you should call me uncle."

A man came down. He looked younger than both the master and Flender, but when the master saw his face, his mouth was already too startled to close, and he could barely choke out a word:

"dad."

This man is Yu Yuanzhen, he walked up to the master:

"Xiao Gang."

Not long ago, he just read Yu Yuanzhen's letter to him, and at this time he saw Yu Yuanzhen himself again. The master could no longer suppress his emotions. He hugged Yu Yuanzhen directly and cried like a child:

"dad--"

Yu Yuan patted the master on the back and said:

"Xiao Gang, for so many years, it's dad who's sorry for you, you have suffered."

Flender looked at the father and son in front of him, he was naturally surprised to see Yu Yuanzhen, the suzerain of the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect in Wuhun City, but he did not expect such a big reaction from the master , at this moment he neither knew what to say nor what to do.

After the emotional outburst, the master wiped away his tears and said to Flender:

"Boss Fu, you go in first, I still want to be alone with my father for a while."

Flender nodded and walked into the accommodation.

Yu Yuanzhen also signaled the coachman to leave, and then looked at the master:

"Xiao Gang, let's talk while walking."

As soon as Flender entered the gate, Tang San noticed that the master didn't come in together, and asked:

"Dean, what about the teacher?"

Flender laughed twice:

"Xiao San, don't worry, Xiao Gang has met someone he hasn't seen for a long time, and he just wants to chat with him."

Liu Erlong's eyes tightened suddenly, and he quickly walked in front of Flender:

"Boss F, who is that man!"

Flender hurriedly explained:

"Er Longmei, don't be nervous! It's a man, a man."

Then leaned closer to Liu Erlong's ear and continued:

"It's Xiao Gang's father."

"What, he is the sect..." Liu Erlong glanced at the students behind and lowered his voice: "He is the suzerain of the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, and the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect is not as big as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School Peaceful."

Flender shook his head:

"Then how would I know? Why don't we wait for Xiao Gang to come back and ask?"

At this moment, in the main meeting hall of the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect, Mo Jia was sitting on the table, throwing the suzerain token that Yu Yuanzhen gave him, looking at the elders of the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect who were lying on the ground and touching their waists or legs. :

"I've already said that I have a token, and you must give me time to take it out, isn't it cool now? Don't even think about asking Yu Yuanzhen to avenge you for something that didn't exist. He can't beat me, so, Before Yu Yuanzhen comes back, be honest with me, do you hear me?"

As the saying goes, the longer you live, the more you fear death. Just now when Mo Jia started to fight, he didn't look so easy to talk. The elders hurriedly said:

"Okay! Okay! We will obey your arrangement until the suzerain returns, and we will never disobey it!"

The Hall of the Pope and the Hall of Spirits The participating players of this competition basically stood in the center of the hall, listening to Bibi Dong's instructions on what to do before the game and the confirmation of the roster.

"I've said everything I need to say, do you have any questions?" Bibi Dong asked.

"Your Majesty," Hu Liena stood up, "Don't we have to wait any longer?"

Bibi Dong sighed:

"Nana, although this elite competition is held by our Spirit Hall, we can't be blatantly special. Tonight is the day for submitting the list of seeded teams. We can't wait any longer."

"It's true that we can't wait any longer. Everyone is here, so it's not appropriate to wait any longer."

The door of the Pope's Palace was pushed open, and everyone turned to look at the door.

Mo Lin had adjusted his face at this moment, put on the black and white matching clothes again, and walked in with his head held high.

A gratified smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face,

'This little devil is finally back. '

And Hu Liena didn't restrain her expression, she was beaming with joy, and kept looking at Mo Lin.

When Mo Lin walked past Hu Liena, he raised an eyebrow at her with a smile, as a greeting first, then stood a little in front of Hu Liena, looked at Bibi Dong and said:

"Master, the apprentice is back."

"It's good to come back. If you are later, you won't be able to keep the position you asked for." When he spoke, Pope Bibidong's majesty faded a little, and his eyes softened a lot.

However, when Mo Lin was looking at Bibi Dong, he discovered something was wrong.

Ever since he was dispatched by the spirit, his sensitivity to "spirits" has reached a level that ordinary people cannot match. Now when he looks at Bibi Dong, he can feel that there is a spirit in Bibi Dong, and it is a "wraith spirit" .

Mo Lin is not a person with low EQ, so naturally he wouldn't say it now. He kept his expression unchanged, and watched Bibi Dong dismiss everyone after he finished handling the matter, leaving only him and Bibi Dong. personal.

Bibi Dong stood up, teleported to Mo Lin, raised her head slightly to look at Mo Lin's face:

"You seem to be doing well and growing taller."

Bibi Dongli was so close to himself, Mo Lin was a little nervous, and he touched the back of his head to relieve it:

"I'm almost fifteen years old, isn't it normal to have a long body!"

Looking at Mo Lin's appearance, Bibi Dong couldn't help but smile:

"Let's not talk about such trifles. Since you sent that letter back then, the past two years must not have been wasted. Summon your martial spirit and show me."

"Okay, master, don't be too surprised."

Mo Lin summoned the innate qi, and five soul rings, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black, appeared.

"The Fourth Ring of Ten Thousand Years!" Because Saras was half-forced to retire, Bibi Dong didn't know Tang San's specific information, and this was the first time she had seen the Fourth Ring of Ten Thousand Years.

At this moment, there was no one around, Bibi Dong smiled happily:

"You really didn't disappoint me."

"That's natural. With such good conditions, how can I be willing to waste my talent." Mo Lin

"By the way, where's your family?" Bibi Dong had a deep impression on Mo Jia, a titled Douluo with a hundred thousand year spirit ring is really rare.

"They are still on the island for the time being, and they don't plan to come over." Mo Lin didn't tell Bibi Dong about the revenge, so he said.

Bibi Dong nodded:

"Then go back to your room and rest first, you must be tired after such a long journey."

"No, master." Mo Lin's expression became serious: "Perhaps it will be a little strange for me to say that, but there are indeed some unclean things on your body."

Bibi Dongxiu frowned, but softened immediately:

"I didn't expect that after so many years, you were the first to discover it."