"The Promise Peak suffered a disaster this ti, and hundreds of disciples were injured, as well as six elders of the Law Enforcing Hall."
Patriarch Xiaoyao didn't bother to talk to him, sighed deeply, then changed the topic suddenly, his eyes revealed a joke: "This account is on you, and the compensation that should be paid can't be less than a spirit stone."
"Cough cough."
The Kunlun Patriarch touched his nose, his smile froze on his face.
A group of little ancestors, how can they cause trouble so much!
*
Bulaofeng, hidden in the Lingcao Garden among bamboo mountains and forests.
Mu Fan packed his bags in the bamboo house.
It is a long way to go to the extre northern ice field, and the ti limit for duty is uncertain, and it is difficult to return for a year or a half.
In the storage ring, there are necessary spiritual herbs, elixir, defensive instrunts, talismans, and a change of clothes, all of which should be feared.
After packing everything up, he walked out of the bamboo house, closed the doors and windows, and walked slowly towards the Spiritual Grass Garden.
The Spirit Grass Garden is full of vitality and spirit flowers are in full bloom.
He squatted down, grabbed a handful of wet soil, and held it up to the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.
The soil is mixed with the fragrance of herbs, which is refreshing.
He took a deep breath, sprinkled the soil under his feet, raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance.
Farewell today, I don't know when I will be back!
He is about to travel far, and the Spirit Grass Garden is the only place he cares about.
"Junior Brother Mu Fan."
An elegant and elegant figure ca with a sword, and ca to the ground floatingly.
Li Xuerou held a package in both hands, with spring water in her eyes, and handed it to him.
"Junior brother is about to go on a long journey. The journey is long and the ti is short. Senior sister has no ti to prepare more, so I can only collect so warm cooked food. Junior brother will take it with on the way, and I will use it as a al."
"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your concern, and Mu Fan bids farewell."
Mu Fan took the package, put it into the storage ring, clasped his hands together, stepped on the flying sword, and left with the sword.
Behind the elegant figure in Tsing Yi, Li Xuerou's eyes showed reluctance, and she warned earnestly: "The Arctic ice field is full of dangers, so you must be careful when you go, don't argue with others, and protect yourself."
No one answered her, only the graceful figure of a fairy went away in the wind and gradually disappeared from sight.
"Junior Brother Mu Fan."
Li Xuerou dejectedly withdrew her gaze and looked around the Spirit Grass Garden. The beautiful scenery of the mountains and fields full of spirit flowers blood, feeling sad and silent for a long ti.
*
Inside Yuanshi Orb, there is a lakeside where endless lotus flowers sway.
Lin Jinyang, Yi Xian'er, and Jing Hong, with guilty faces, listened to the lesson dejectedly, not daring to complain.
"Sixth brother, you're not too young anymore. You're thirty years old and haven't made any progress at all. Not only has your training been delayed, but your mind has beco a ss?"
The lotus swayed gently, as if expressing dissatisfaction: "When encountering such a big incident, people of your uncle's generation didn't teach Huo'er and Xiao Shui'er well, and let them ss around."
"Fortunately, it wasn't the karmic fire of thunder that set the Wuji Peak on fire this ti. Otherwise, even if Master ca forward, it would be difficult to appease the resentnt and anger."
*
"Master, I can't bla Jin Yang for this matter, how could he have thought that people from Wuji Peak would be so shaless, calling them famous and upright in vain."
Jinghong murmured unhappily, implying that he shared the difficulties with Lin Jinyang: "Besides, Mo Feng suddenly launched an attack and killed Mu Fan. If Huo'er hadn't acted in ti, Mu Fan would have been hard-pressed to escape."
"Mother, don't bla Sixth Uncle."
Xiao Shui'er climbed onto the lotus leaf, pulled the petals and shook vigorously: "It's Xiao Shui'er who wants to see Daddy, and wants Daddy to co back to accompany Mother."
The cute little milk voice is in my ears, and the soft heart of the lotus is ward into a puddle of water, and the petals are so soft that water can almost drip.
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