The Strongest Hero: The Demon King is the Challenger? !

"Oh, it's okay. I don't know what that old Deng is thinking."

Lin Mo patted Shuang'er's shoulder, and seeing that the latter didn't react, he felt happy in his heart, hehehe, I finally touched it.

Well, it’s icy and cool, worthy of being called Shuang’er.

However, he was a little puzzled by Huang Laodeng's decision. Since the first brave man stole the Soul-Locking Stone from heaven at the risk of his life just to keep you alive, why did he commit suicide and make my good Shuang cry!

"Lin Mo?"

Shuang'er's voice pulled Lin Mo out of his thoughts.

"Don't worry, Shuang'er. Let me go talk to Lao Deng!"

Lin Mo decided to talk to Huang Laodeng. After all, he was an Eastern Dragon, the only one left in the entire Yixing. How could he want to die?

"It's not about that, your hand..."

Shuang'er's voice was a little cold.

When Lin Mo saw this, his hand on Shuang'er's shoulder unconsciously reached towards Shuang'er's chest and had already touched her collarbone.

Well, it feels good!

"Oh, Saorui Saorui, it's an instinctive reaction. Hahahaha, Shuang'er, you stay here and eat. I'm going to talk to Lao Deng!"

Lin Mo quickly withdrew his dirty hands, stood up and ran away.

Shuang'er stared at Lin Mo's back in a daze. He should be able to persuade his master.

She didn't care how Lin Mo touched her, after all, she was just a knife.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo had already found Mr. Huang in a threatening manner.

"You're back? Shuang'er should have told you everything, right?"

Mr. Huang seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time. He poured him a pot of wine and pushed the glass in front of him.

"Well, what are you thinking? Others are busy pursuing immortality, but you are going against Tian Gang and actually seeking death?"

Lin Mo simply asked directly.

"Haha, I am just a product created by my master. According to my master, there are no creatures like me in his country, right?"

Mr. Huang looked at Lin Mo with a smile.

Lin Mo said nothing, which was considered as his agreement with Mr. Huang's statement.

"Since I am not originally from this world, why should I continue to live here? Perhaps when my master leaves, I should go with him."

Mr. Huang drank a glass of wine. Having lived for thousands of years, he was already tired of being alone. He missed the time with his master very much, and for this he would rather give up eternal life.

"But the first generation hero still used the Soul Locking Stone on you, didn't he?"

Lin Mo's expression was solemn. He didn't know everything about Mr. Huang. He just simply didn't want him to leave.

"Haha, it's just for temporary safekeeping."

Huang Lao poured another glass of wine and drank it all, looking at the sky and said,

"The Soul Locking Stone is very rare in the heavens, but it is not a rare treasure. This is why the master was able to return safely after stealing the Soul Locking Stone. They reached an agreement with the master that the Soul Locking Stone can be given to us, but every hundred years, a genius from the heavens will be sent here for trial. In their eyes, I am just an insignificant trial dragon."

Lin Mo remained silent. He didn't know what to say.

If it happened to me, I would probably get depressed too.

His favorite master died, but he was burdened with eternal life and became a tool for the heavens to train young people.

Perhaps for Mr. Huang, this eternal life is a shackle and a curse, and only leaving can bring him relief.

"Lin Mo, you are a first-class genius just like your master. I have already discovered this during the two months of special training. Now you can completely pull out Shuang'er, right?"

Mr. Huang suddenly changed the subject and looked at Lin Mo.

This was the first time that Mr. Huang called Lin Mo by his real name instead of Lin Xiaoyou.

He felt that something big had happened, and it seemed as if Mr. Huang was going to make arrangements for his funeral arrangements.

"Shuang'er was created by me. Although she has a spirit body, her understanding of emotions is almost zero. I hope you can treat her well."

Mr. Huang spoke to Lin Mo as if he was entrusting his own daughter.

"I,,,"

"Don't try to persuade me, I have made up my mind."

As Mr. Huang spoke, he pressed a piece of dragon scale on Lin Mo's forehead.

Lin Mo felt a piercing pain, but he held on.

Until the dragon scale completely sank into his brow, an inexplicable amount of knowledge flooded into his mind, turning his brain into a mess.

"Go, this is the only thing my master has left in the world. As a fellow swordsman, you will surely be able to comprehend it quickly."

Mr. Huang gave a gentle push, and Lin Mo felt the surrounding scenery change, and in the blink of an eye he was back to Shuang'er.

Shuang'er was stunned, and Lin Mo was also stunned. Then he looked at Shuang'er and shook his head helplessly.

He really couldn't persuade this stubborn old man.

Shuang'er's eyes darkened. If Lin Mo couldn't persuade his master, then no one would be able to persuade his master.

"This is?"

Shuang'er pointed at the mark between Lin Mo's eyebrows and asked.

“The mark given by Huang Laodeng seems to be a set of sword techniques.”

Lin Mo touched his forehead. Although he was still a little confused, he could roughly feel that the inexplicable knowledge was a set of swordsmanship.

Shuang'er remained silent. She put down the food in her hand and transformed back into her original form.

"Pull me out and practice that sword technique."

Shuang'er naturally knew what that set of swordsmanship was. Since her master had passed on all the inheritance to Lin Mo, there was no need for her to keep it anymore.

She had already accepted Lin Mo, although a large part of the reason was because of the delicious food.

Lin Mo was stunned and walked forward to grasp the hilt of the knife.

He slowly pulled out the blade, and the silver-white blade was still chilling even under the sun.

He pinched the blade with his fingers and stroked it towards the tip little by little, feeling the breath in the blade.

This time Shuang'er did not say anything to stop him, but like Lin Mo, she felt each other's breath. From then on, she became Lin Mo's knife.

The set of skills in his mind came out, and coupled with his natural talent for swordsmanship, Lin Mo suddenly began to dance with the sword.

There was a hot and dry atmosphere around, but Shuang'er was still extremely cold.

"Roar!!"

A dragon roar shook the earth, but it was not made by Huang Lao.

At this time, Mr. Huang was sitting at the entrance of the cave, looking in the direction of Lin Mo with a slightly complicated look.

"Although you don't have a dragon form, you already have the might of a dragon. You can use your B-level talent to produce an S-level effect. You are a genius among geniuses..."

He looked up at the sky and slowly closed his eyes, as if waiting for someone or something to come.

"He really does look like you, Master."