Standing in front of the Taoist temple and staring at the city, the tall figure with red hair fell into silence.

He didn't ask anything else, because since Sanniang said this, he already had the answer to what he had in mind.

For example, how to turn it on.

For example, is there any room for maneuver?

…

a long time.

Tu Shanjun's black and red eyes were as dark as the abyss and as bright as stars.

He said calmly: "It's time to go!"

"I have been pursuing the path of immortality all my life, not only for immortality, but also for those who embark on the path with me."

"Sacrificing people to exchange for the prophecy of the Immortal Path is putting the cart before the horse."

"and……"

"Even without the approval of an immortal, I can still become an immortal!"

Even if she didn't see the figure and only heard the voice, Xu Sanniang could still imagine the tall figure's arrogance and domineering words.

This is the kind of confidence that Demon Lord should possess.

"Is Brother Tushan so confident?"

Tu Shanjun shook his head: "It's you I believe."

"And the people who once accompanied me on the road to immortality."

"If they hadn't lent me my life, I would have been nothing more than a dead weapon, and I would have been destroyed by disaster one day."

Xu Sanniang looked at the green iron and black flags in front of her in surprise.

She didn't expect to get such an answer.

I thought I would hear Brother Tushan 'bragging' about me and affirming my talents, but I never thought that even Brother Tushan, who is as cold as a demon, would actually be so optimistic about his path.

He is so humble and even possesses such tenderness.

"good."

"What if the ancient sword and the ancient house are given to them? Without me to open them, they can't take anything away."

Xu Sanniang winked playfully.

In fact, she still didn't say anything clearly.

Even if there is no immortal criticism in the ancient house, can't she use her Taoist magical power to make a new prediction?

"I want to be criticized by immortals, but I want you to live even more."

"Very important?"

This time it was Xu Sanniang's turn to ask Tu Shanjun.

This is still the same sentence.

Tu Shanjun nodded and said, "It's very important!"

Xu Sanniang seemed to have received a satisfactory answer and said with a smile: "Then I will live until Brother Tushan becomes an immortal."

Across the body of the Zunhun Banner, Tu Shanjun looked at Xu Sanniang.

He actually had some confidence in this sentence.

It's not because of Sanniang's Taoism, but maybe because Xu Sanniang is a person surrounded by mysteries. It seems that no matter what surprising things happen to her, it's not surprising.

…

Since you have to leave, of course you have to explain everything.

So the original plan came into effect.

He Shuli was surprised to find that Xu Sanniang's aura was as dark as a sea of ​​smoke, and he had not been able to spy on it long ago.

Even sitting aside, he could feel the burning spiritual light. It was the spiritual aura revealed by the master of cultivation, and this unconscious aura made him feel great pressure.

As for the monk wearing a dark red robe on one side, he still looks like he is practicing Qi.

But he didn't dare to underestimate it.

The dissipation of the lightning disaster was vivid in his mind, and no matter how much pressure Sanniang put on him, it was not as important as the change in the expression of the person next to him.

"Mr. Crane."

"In this storage bag are elixirs, spiritual stones, and a seven-turn golden elixir used for practice."

He Shuli is so smart. The moment he saw the storage bag and heard Xu Sanniang's words, his eyes widened.

Shock flashed through my heart.

His body couldn't help but straighten, and then he leaned on the chair behind him.

As if taking a long breath, he pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Mr. He, please take care of the orphanage."

He Shuli nodded and cupped his hands and said, "I understand."

He knew in his heart that maybe the Demon Lord wanted him to stay by his side just for this matter.

But he didn't need to ask.

I know I can't say anything.

In fact, there is no need to take too much care. Now five years have passed, and the little babies from back then have their own destinations after the spiritual root exploration. There are only two or three big cats and kittens left, and the thin monkey has also been arranged into the Great Instrument Sect.

As a disciple of the sect, Mr. Pei would not vent his anger on them if he wanted to show off.

Tu Shanjun was going to write a letter to Zhong Han, asking him to take care of him.

This little thing should be no problem for Zhong Han.

…

Half a month later.

Far away in the Great Instrument Sect.
Chapter completed!