Whitebeard Beg Me to Come Out At The Start

"Not yet!

This is only temporary!

Lord Sword Emperor's temper and patience are very bad!

It is only for the sake of my father, and I often memorized it when I was a child, so I endured it.

But this time will not be a long time.

If I don’t fulfill my promise and give it to Dad, then even if I was Dad’s days, it would not be affectionate to talk about!"

Whitebeard exhaled, then shook his head.

Kidding!

If the old man's saber was so easy to reassure, the great swordsman of the year would never die!

"The Sword Emperor?

Is this the name of Grandpa's knife?"

After Malgau breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help asking.

"No, this is just what I called it when I was a kid!

Dad didn't change the name of Lord Sword Emperor, maybe because he thinks that Grand Line doesn't have a name worthy of it!

Later, I thought it was like the old man was above all the kings and heroes of the sea, and his saber was also above all the famous knives, the good knives, the big knives, and the supreme knives, so I called it Lord Swordsman.

Lord Sword Emperor didn't seem to dislike this, and instead accepted the name.

All this name is called until now. "

Whitebeard explained for a while, and then flew off from the Moby Dick and ran towards Luo Feng who was standing on the broken Iceland:

"All on the boat, don't move!

And Margau, please go ahead and let all the boats go far away.

Otherwise, our ship will not be destroyed in the hands of Marine, but will be destroyed in the hands of Lord Sword Emperor w~!"

Before leaving, he did not forget to confess to Margau.

"Quick! Drive the boat back!

After seeing that Grandpa's sabre was so evil before it was out of its sheath, even his father was almost helpless, Margau did not dare to neglect, let alone take Whitebeard's command as a joke.

"Sengoku, I really don't know whether to say you are lucky or unlucky!"

On Iceland, Luo Feng, who had not planned to draw his sword, noticed something, and suddenly said to Sengoku, who was ashamed of death.

"What do you mean?"

Sengoku felt uneasy for no reason.

"Although it is a bit far apart, you should hear it!

The sound of the knife just now. "

Luo Feng glanced at Sengoku deeply, with pity in his eyes.

"Knife Ming!

Could it be your knife?"

Sengoku's pupils shrank.

Although the sound of the sword was a little far away from him, it still made him feel cold all over his body.

"Not bad!

It was caused by my knife!

It seems that it has been sealed by me for a long time. After seeing me out of the mountain, it was also a little uncontrollable.

Plus my son Newgate must have mentioned it in front of those kids!

Now, even if you, Sengoku, kneel and beg me not to draw the sword, it’s hard. '

After Luo Feng finished speaking, under Sengoku's uncertain face, he suddenly reached out and grabbed his back.

"Father, Lord Swordsman, he"

Carrying Luo Feng's saber on his back, Whitebeard, who was running towards his father, was just preparing for his saber, but he suddenly felt light on his back.

The long knife, which was quietly resting on his back just like a ball of stagnant water, broke through the air, and fell into Luo Feng's hands like an arrow from a string.

"Okay, Newgate!

You must be talking about my old friend in front of the child, right?"

Luo Feng stretched out his hand and grabbed the long knife that flew towards him like a nursery swallow, and then said in a confident tone.

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you, father!

It's all my fault!

I didn't expect to mention it casually, and it woke it up!

Finally, dad, you come to replace F*ck ass. "

Whitebeard nodded, apologizing.

Originally asked Luo Feng to leave the mountain, he felt that he had disturbed Luo Feng's peaceful life.

When Dad went out to work for his son, he also let Dad's Sabre wake up, which made him feel very embarrassed.

I'm all very old, and I don't have to respect my dad much, and I keep causing trouble to my dad.

"." Blame you if you insist on saying this.

Even if it doesn't come out today, it will wake up sooner or later.

It was doomed from the moment I came out.

The difference is just a matter of the time to wake up.

You can comfort him after it wakes up, which is hard for you to say. "

Luo Feng shook his head.

For Whitebeard, his favorite son, he has always been very magnanimous.

As long as Whitebeard doesn't violate his taboo, even if he stabbed a big woman, his father will help his son (De Nuo Zhao) Kabuto!

Just like this time out of the mountain!

"It's not difficult!

Although many years have passed, Master Sword Emperor did not seem to forget that you have a son like me, father.

I just talked to Lord Sword Emperor and it sold me a lot of face.

Whitebeard smiled.

Before, he thought that negotiations would fail!

After all, so many years have passed!

No one may have such a good memory C!

Who would have thought that Dad’s Sabre would still remember him, and even willing to give him Whitebeard a face.

"You! Don't just learn the red-haired boy!

Be careful to go out and be beaten to death!"

When Luo Feng heard this, he said suddenly. .

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