When Jasper Murong saw the old man, he hurriedly stepped forward and raised his hands to support him, "Old Mo, you don't need to be polite, you can break Qiu Feng."
Mr. Mo smiled kindly, touched his beard, and felt a bit like an immortal. He looked at Jasper Murong as if he were looking at his beloved grandson. He patted his shoulder, looked at him, nodded and said solemnly. , "Well, that's right. It's been a year since I last saw you. I've grown a lot taller and my martial arts skills have also improved. Why are you here just now? You don't think it's troublesome for us old guys."
Jasper Murong was a very popular person, especially for the elderly. He was very popular with them. He was well-behaved and respectful to the elderly, and his thoughts were simple and delicate, which made them very fond of him.
Back then, Jasper Murong was accepted as the last disciple of the Sword Master, partly because of Holden Yun, and partly because of this aspect, mainly because of his mind and understanding. He was clean and simple, which was an excellent tool for swordsmanship. Uncut jade.
Jasper Murong smiled apologetically, "How could that be?"
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