"Master is gone!"

A traveler ran in crying and said trembling.

Immediately, the cry came from all directions.

Among the crowds crying, Luo Jin and porridge, who are clean and clean under the corner of the eyes, look particularly different.

Luo Jin just paused, and continued to hold the porridge.

Porridge porridge has no feelings for Qingyang.

Naturally, everyone couldn't have any accusations, but when her eyes fell on Luo Jin, they couldn't help bringing some complaints.

Anyway, no matter what he has done, it is also his master!

How could he be so ruthless, Master left, he couldn't bear even a drop of tears!

Their eyes were not covered, and people with heartless porridge felt like porridge.

Who said he must cry?

It is the normality of the world, the old, the sick, and the death, or the monk is still a monk. No wonder their cultivation is so bad!

Just go all day long, just go to the corner, and I do n’t use my mind to learn it at all.

snort.

Although the little girl is small, she follows Ye Lingfeng and Qin Yan every day.

After a long time, he stared at a few unstable tranquils who dared not stare at Luo Jin again.

Luo Jin looked funny. Seeing that the little girl was almost glared at her eyes, she raised her hand and turned her fat face.

"Have a meal."

"Oh." The porridge blinked a bit of sour eyes, bowed his head to continue eating, thinking about what, his eyes lighted up, and asked, "Brother Fox, can we eat a seat?"

In a word, the Taoist priests beside him stared at her.

The porridge stared back, and said with Xiaomi tooth fiercely, "Don't eat it when you have the ability!"

Taoist: "..."

They want to say not to eat hard, but they must not have a funeral.

That way, how filial them are that they are not filial.

But eat it, it seems that they seem to remember this day.

For a while, everyone was in a tangled.

Congee porridge looked at their face and knew what was going on.

If you want to eat a seat, I'm sorry to admit it.

Huh, hypocritical.

She is not a person like them.

I'm too lazy to ignore them, she looked up at Luo Jin again.

Luo Jin's eyes could not help but have a smile. This little fat, no matter what, has a good side in her eyes.

He couldn't help pinching her chubby face, and said casually: "It should be there, after all, how to say is the viewer of Xuan Zhenguan, so many apprentices, not even the seats, can not support it.

It's too filial. "

"That's it!" Porridge porridge strenuously nodded his head and proudly, "When my master leaves, I will give him the biggest funeral, all of which eat the best things!"

Everyone: "..."

Do you know so filial piety?

They looked at the porridge with an unknown face, and were speechless by her sincerity.

What does this make them say that they can't beat it at all.

Luo Jin likes this, and Xiao Fat has never just been pitted by him.

Suddenly, the psychology was balanced. He hugged the porridge and walked out.

At this time, Qingyang's room was already crowded.

Seeing Luo Jin coming over, there are different expressions.

Shou Mo also looked at him, his eyes were complicated.

After a while, he stepped forward and said, "Little Master, according to ability, you are the most capable between us. Now Master is gone, you are also the most qualified to inherit the position of the Lord."

After hearing, Luo Jin glanced at the second brother he used to be, and saw the temptation in his eyes, and sniffed, "Rest assured, I'm not rare."

Seeing his breath on his face, the ridicule in Luo Jin's eyes was heavier.

On the side, Qingyang's spirit stood at the end of the bed, and when he heard this, his eyes flashed and disappointed.

He has never said these words.

Shou Mo said that, just want to test the meaning of Luo Jin.

As everyone knows, Luo Jin is not rare at all.

In contrast, their behavior is even more ridiculous.

He shook his head and watched Luo Jin said, "A Jin, you will leave for a while, go to your own life, and see them in the future, just treat them as strangers."

He wanted him to be the Lord, but how did he bear to let him continue to face these people and fight with them.

Even if he is not afraid, that life is too painful.

So he wants to make him live freely.

As for others, they all look at their own creation.

He thought that Luo Pinghui couldn't wait to leave, but never thought, but he shook his head and said, "Can't go, let's wait for a seat."

Speaking, I squeezed the chubby face of porridge.

Xiaofea followed him and tossed. He couldn't get anything.

The porridge nodded hard, echoed: "Yes, eat a seat!"

When I talked, I couldn't help swallowing.

Suisp.

Good.

Hearing this, Qingyang stunned, and then reacted, couldn't help laughing.

It seems that he really likes this little girl, so he can rest assured to leave.

The rest of the people couldn't get home and couldn't see Qingyang. He heard that he suddenly came to "eat a seat". When he remembered what happened just now, he couldn't help but glance at him.

The porridge porridge stared back without showing the chubby waist.

However, Shou Mo said: "Then work hard and wait for Master to leave, and then leave, Master Quan knows it, it will be very happy."

Knowing that he would not grab the Lord with him, Shou Mo looked at Luo Jin's eyes a lot of friendly.

Luo Jin looked at him with a smile, this was not much yet, the posture of the master's house was put out?

I have to say that in the end, I have been a teacher and apprentice for a few years, and Qingyang still knows him.

Indeed, as he thought, he was not rare at all as the viewer of Xuan Zhenguan, nor did he grab anything with them.

Anyway, they will be strangers in the future. They are too lazy to ignore them. Luo Jin returns to the room with porridge.

The rest were relieved, and Qingyang's funerals were arranged.

Time passed day by day, and the day when it was buried in Qingyang, the porridge was finally ate to the seat as expected.

The little girl swept a table alone, and she ate a small milk belly.

Seeing that the Taoist priests were stunned again.

Looking down at the empty bowl, and cast her resentment at her again.

This chubby is too much to eat!

Not only can you eat.

In the noodles of their porridge, I took a stack of packing boxes from the bag and asked with a smile: "There are leftovers, right? In order not to waste, I would be difficult to help you pack it."

After speaking, go straight and go straight.

Luo Jin followed with a smile.

When everyone passed, they saw them a bag, a vegetable, and the cooperation called a tacit understanding.

The Taoist priests don't fight anymore, who can rush them out !!!

I hate meeting this kind of person the most!

Porridge doesn't care what they think.

Brother Dafu said that the most important thing is to come to a feast and get your money back.

Finally, one large and one young walked away with a few bags of rice, leaving behind a group of Xuanzhenguan Taoist priests who were so hungry that their legs and feet were weak.
Chapter completed!