Chapter 228

"Well, zhe Yun, we have enough intimacy between master and apprentice. Should you introduce this handsome guy? Who is he?" Just as fan Zheyun listened to the master's words and pondered in his heart, the master pointed to Ding Yi standing in front of him with a light laugh.

"Ah, Yi, I'm sorry. I was too worried about Shifu just now, so, so!" Fan Zheyun then responded. He spoke, stretched out his hands and held Ding Yi's hands tightly. His eyes were full of apologies.

"Ha ha, it's OK, zhe Yun. Don't worry any more. There's a solution to everything!" Ding Yi comforts fan Zheyun with words.

"Master, how are you Ding Yi leads fan Zheyun to his master and talks tactfully.

"Ha ha, good, good. Zhe Yun has a good eye. He just calls me an old man. Does he call me an old man?" Master fan Zheyun had a soft smile in his mouth. As he spoke, he stretched out a hand. "I'm master yun'er. My dream is like water. Can you bully us yun'er in the future?"

"Ha ha, master, what are you saying? It's good that zhe Yun doesn't bully me!" Ding Yi gently smiles, bows to Meng Ruoshui, and speaks appropriately.

"Zhe Yun, your husband is quite good. It seems that I can trust zhe Yun to you in the future." Meng Ruoshui stood up and said something. She glanced at the two walls and showed her interest to fan Zheyun and Ding Yi.

Obviously, it's normal to be monitored in this place. Of course, I have to be careful.

"Master, don't worry. No matter what we do, we will save you!" Although such as some fan Zheyun still can't bear the pain in his heart, he hugs the dream like water and speaks in a delicate voice.

"Silly child, I'm here. It's delicious and delicious. Anyway, your elder martial brothers and sisters will still look at the kindness of nurturing. They won't embarrass me too much. No matter what, they won't kill me. So, don't worry!" Meng Ruoshui said something and held out one hand to gently touch fan Zheyun's hair. The other hand also stretched out and held fan Zheyun's little hand tightly.

"Master, I'll be back!" Fan Zheyun didn't want to leave the master in this place, but at this time, she felt that the master had rubbed a hard object into her palm. Fan Zheyun was surprised and didn't go on.

"Well, yun'er, don't say any more. Do you have to worry about my life here? Hehe, you'd better go up. This is not your place to stay! " Meng Ruoshui saw the surprised look on fan Zheyun's face, and said something. The hand continued to stroke fan Zheyun's head. The words in his mouth seemed to be quite kind.

"Master, don't worry. No matter what, we will save you!" Ding Yi calmly looks at the master and apprentice, and gently lifts fan Zheyun up.

Meng Ruoshui nodded approvingly, "yes, zhe Yun, at this moment, your elder martial brothers and sisters must be waiting for you to go up. The master is here, and he can't run. Ha ha, you can come down to see the master at any time!"

Finally, under the persuasion of Meng Ruoshui and Ding Yi, fan Zheyun agrees to leave his master and bid farewell to Meng Ruoshui. They walk into the passage again, and the iron door slowly closes again. Fan Zheyun leans his head on Ding Yi's shoulder, as if he is unwilling to raise his head because of the pain in his heart.