About ten minutes passed, Lin Dong gradually woke up and felt the pain coming from his body. Lin Dong felt like he was going crazy.

"Mu Qing'er is so cruel. I'm his husband after all, okay, I actually beat me to death." Lin Dong felt very wronged. From childhood to adulthood, except for his mother and sister, Lin Dong had never been beaten so badly by the third woman. No, to be precise, it was never the third woman who had ever beaten him.

But when I arrived at the Star Continent, I had been beaten by this woman named Mu Qing'er many times on the third day.

"I have to take revenge." Lin Dong thought so in his heart, but he should not be too anxious about this matter. Haste can't be achieved. At least before he figures out Mu Qing'er's true strength, he should still keep a low profile. He should still endure what he should endure. As the saying goes, a small impatience will cause trouble, and he may even be beaten even worse by Mu Qing'er.

Dragging his "seriously injured" body, Lin Dong lay on the bed and was about to rest for a while, and then find a way to find a decent piece of clothing to change into.

Alas, there is no way, I can't wander around the sect like a rag strip. I am the second senior brother of Xianyun Sect. If other disciples see this, what kind of style will it be?

Just as Lin Dong was about to close his eyes and rest, Lin Dong suddenly discovered something that shocked him again, that is, the dagger seemed to have become much longer.

At first, Lin Dong thought it was his own illusion, but when Lin Dong wiped his eyes and looked at it again, he was sure that the dagger had really grown a lot longer.

It is estimated that the dagger is at least about fifty centimeters now, and such a length can no longer be considered a dagger. If this sword is in the hands of a real swordsman, its power will definitely be extraordinary.

It’s just a pity that he is not a swordsman and does not understand swordsmanship at all. Lin Dong sighed helplessly in his heart.

Let's focus on this magical sword again.

"The old man said that the growth of a sword requires combat power. As long as you keep fighting, the sword can absorb combat power value. The stronger the opponent, the higher the combat power value. But I have only fought with Mu Qing'er alone. Could it be that Mu Qing'er is still a powerful master?" Lin Dong was full of doubts.

"I can't tell. Although Mu Qing'er looks a little stronger, has a little more irritable temper, and has become a little more fierce when taking action, she is a hidden master..." Lin Dong still couldn't accept this for a while.

Mu Qing'er doesn't have the style of a master, she is clearly a woman who is ignorant of the world.

It’s strange that while the sword grows longer, the scabbard actually grows longer. Could it be that even the scabbard is a treasure?

Anyway, Lin Dong couldn't figure it out, so he simply didn't waste brain cells on it.

Based on the experience of short swords becoming longer in the first two times, Lin Dong believes that if the swords become longer this time, the old man will definitely come out and say something to him.

Sure enough, when Lin Dong inserted the sword back into the scabbard, the old man's voice came out.

"You kid, you can. In such a short time, you can make the sword grow to this level. It's good, good, very good, very good. It seems that I chose you as the master of this sword, and I really didn't choose the wrong person. You are indeed the most suitable for this sword." It sounded like the old man was very surprised by this.

"Stop coming, tell me quickly, what should I do to return to Earth. I really don't want to stay in your Star Continent, especially your Xianyun Sect. Tell me with your conscience, what is the difference between your Xianyun Sect and the Beggars' Sect?" Lin Dong couldn't bear it anymore.

I don’t know why, but every time I hear the old man’s voice, Lin Dong will be particularly angry.

"Hehe, it's okay, you're getting used to it slowly." The old man laughed shamelessly.

"Damn, old man, you can actually laugh." Lin Dong felt speechless.

"If you really don't like my Xianyun Sect, that's not simple. Just burn it with a fire. Didn't you say last time that you wanted to burn my Xianyun Sect?" The old man seemed to not take Xianyun Sect seriously at all.

"I'll go, old man, are you serious?" Lin Dong felt that he was still not thick-skinned enough. Look at the old man, he is very old and still has such thick-skinned faces. I guess over the years, the old man's face has been grinding out of calluses.

Let’s not call it Xianyun Sect here, but just call it the Shameless Sect.

"Of course I'm serious. Except for my eldest disciple, everything else is something outside of me, and I won't care too much." The old man's tone was really 96k purely serious.

"Old man, you are so kind to your eldest disciple. Could it be your illegitimate daughter?" Lin Dong asked curiously.

Then, there was nothing, and the old man stopped talking.

Lin Dong had this hatred in his heart. If he had known it, he would have asked the old man about some important things, rather than wasting opportunities by chatting nonsense.

"It seems that this is not the old man himself, but something similar to an upgrade reward. Otherwise, how could the person disappear as he talks? And every time the sword grows longer, the old man's voice will appear again." Lin Dong made such a judgment.

He no longer cares about the swords and no longer struggles with whether he can return to Earth. Anyway, these two things are the same, and there will definitely be no answer in a short period of time. Lin Dong even made a bold decision, that is, after he recovered from the injury this time, he would fight with Mu Qing'er, the woman. Anyway, he was just beaten up. But every time he fought with Mu Qing'er, the sword would become longer, so he used Mu Qing'er to practice swords at that time.

As he thought about it, Lin Dong fell asleep unknowingly.

I don’t know how long it took, but Lin Dong was awakened by the wailing sounds outside.

Although she was very upset, Lin Dong still took the sword and walked out of the thatched hut to see who was crying and howling outside.

A minute later, Lin Dong came to a clearing area. There was a jujube tree in the center of the open space. But for some reason, the dates on the tree were already ripe, but no one picked them down to eat them.

And the wailing sound came from under the jujube tree. The sound was sometimes high and sometimes sluggish. When it was high, it was like killing a pig. When it was low, it seemed like someone was covering his mouth with smelly socks.

From afar, Lin Dong saw two people seemingly tied to the jujube tree, but he couldn't recognize who was tied to the jujube tree.

After coming to the jujube tree, Lin Dong saw clearly who was wailing.

These two were Chen Qiang and Ma Li, but their faces were deformed, and they were tied with thick ropes. They all faced with their backs facing the thatched hut, facing a huge peak that was as high as the sky.

I looked at the mountain that was as high as the sky, and there seemed to be nothing strange, but the mountain looked particularly familiar, and seemed to have seen it somewhere, but Lin Dong couldn't remember it for a moment.

After seeing Chen Qiang and Ma Li, Lin Dong probably guessed who did this. He was so cruel, so ruthless, so perverted, and liked to abuse others. Only the entire Xianyun Sect could do it.

Another thing that has something to do with Mu Qing'er.

It seems that all the disciples of Xianyun Sect have been bullied by Mu Qing'er. In this way, I can take this opportunity to form a clique and fight against Mu Qing'er's fierce woman to the end.

Thinking of this, Lin Dong had to untie the ropes on Chen Qiang and Ma Li's body.

"Second Brother, stop!" Chen Qiang seemed to be frightened and shouted quickly.

"Second Brother, don't untie the rope." Ma Li also cried and stopped Lin Dong's behavior.
Chapter completed!