Sang Luojiu responded with great concern: "...yes."

Yes. Master’s move is indeed wonderful.

In this way, the four little demon cultivators could escape unscathed. Wen Runjin could not dismantle his own platform in public, so he could only pinch his nose and recognize him. From then on, he would definitely be cautious and dare not use the demon cultivator to do similar articles. He would also be worried all the time, for fear that Feng Ruru would be in trouble with the little demon cultivator and would suffer every day.

Without the demon cultivator in Wenshi Sect, Wen Chen could avoid conscience and approach the "Tao" in his heart a few steps closer.

This idea has many good things, but there is only one thing that is not good -

Wen Runjin will completely count this account on Feng Rugu.

Master is taking on all his ties and resentment with himself.

What Sang Luojiu could think of is Ruyi, what could he not think of.

In theory, the Buddhist intervention in Taoism is a great unwise man.

It was even more inappropriate for him to attack Wen Runjin.

But for all, it is always bad to live a life of things, but it is troublesome to get out of your mind early. Leaving Wenshi Sect can also eliminate your obsession for Buddhist disciples who died in vain early and reach the Pure Land early.

He thought that he was not for Feng Ruyuan.

Thinking of this, he closed his eyes and drove away Feng Ruyuan, who was intoxicated with the lights and was illuminated by the lights.

However, he still had his smile and joking voice echoed in his ears—

"I'm an annoying genius."

...It made it difficult for him to calm down.

Soon, Feng Rugu was already asleep and leaning on his shoulder, which was the most comfortable place he carefully chose to lean on.

But he didn't stand very steadily, even though his arms hooked his waist, his body was still falling down.

If it is not convenient to do it, he gently hooked his belt with the Buddhist beads and lifted him upwards, almost carrying him on his back.

It took them half a day to arrive in Jiangling City.

Feng Rugu slept all the way, and his cheeks were blushing with a hint of blush, and he led a few people into Jiangling.

Although he had not gone down the mountain for ten years, he had a mouth and a foot. He asked all the way and only asked where the Taoist Taoist in Jiangling City who was famous for his three short guns was.

With three short guns mentioned, Luo Fuchun and Sang Luojiu looked subtle.

Hai Jingbing quietly inquired about what character is this short gun.

Luo Fuchun whispered: "The three most prosperous Taoist sects are Fengling Mountain where my master is, Yingtianchuan and Danyang Peak, a total of three places. Do you know this?"

Haijing was anxious to listen to the gossip and nodded continuously.

"This person was a direct disciple of Yingtianchuan before. He was very talented but very irritable. Nine years ago, he had a quarrel with his master Yingxu Jun Zhou Beinan. In anger, he took off his Taoist robe, got rid of the Taoist lord, left Chuan. However, this person had no bad relationship with his master, and went up the mountain to visit and chat."

Hai Jing heard it incredible: "...it's just because of a quarrel?"

"Yes, a quarrel. The master and apprentice were just the same temperament. No one was willing to let anyone go. He would beat him if he had a disagreement. He could not beat his master. He was always very angry... I remember his name..."

After turning around, the group came to a quiet Sanjin courtyard in Nancheng.

Feng Rugu was very familiar with each other and pushed the door open and entered: "Jing Sanchai! Feng Er is visiting and is out to pick up customers!"

As soon as the words were finished, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

If you react very quickly, you will push Feng Rugu away with one palm.

However, the force and accuracy of the objects in the coming are good, and they are not for people.

It was a finely carved silver hairpin, nailed straight to the door panel.

The hairpin is tacked, and it is a sloppy note.
Chapter completed!