Just when Li Yundong hesitated, he suddenly remembered a smiling face with a beautiful smile. A soft and moving face flashed in front of him, and his voice and smile seemed to be in front of him.

Li Yundong immediately smiled softly: "yes, of course, it's best to store my brand on Su CHAN! She's here, I'm here, she's gone... What's the point even if I live alone in this world? Moreover, Su Chan, Ziyuan and Zhou Qin are still waiting for me. I'd better go back early."

Thinking of this, Li Yundong's mind moved, and the scattered parts around began to gather quickly. But it was easy for him to get out, but it was difficult for him to get back. After Li Yundong slowly gathered together his separation, it was already "a day in the mountains, and the world has been a thousand years." Li Yundong felt that he had only settled for a moment, but when he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that there was no one in the room. Su Chan, Zhou Qin and Ziyuan, who were supposed to protect his Dharma, had disappeared, Only the Liuhe sword and Bahuang sword that he handed over to Zhou Qin were quietly protecting the Dharma.

Looking at the empty room, Li Yundong's heart sank and a touch of ominous thoughts came into being

"Oh, master, hurry up, hurry up! It's too late!"

On a slanting peak of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Liufang hopped like a lark at the door of an old Taoist temple.

Unlike in the past, Zhang Liufang specially put on a specific Taoist robe of the Zhengyi sect of Longhu Mountain. At this time, she was dressed in a black robe, with a black-and-white yin-yang pattern at the heart of the robe, a low black vertical grain Taoist crown on her head, a dust brush of more than two feet in her other hand, and a pair of light blue nano Qianceng cloth shoes under her feet.

Although the black Taoist robe was covered from head to foot like a straight tube, and there was no trace of curve from top to bottom. It looked too solemn and serious to wear, and even a little gloomy. However, Zhang Liufang smiled and looked forward to it, doubling the spirit of youth. People couldn't help but praise it: what a beautiful little Taoist!

Zhang Liufang urged loudly at the front door. Soon, a tall foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes rushed out of the wing room in the backyard of the Taoist temple. The foreigner was no other than John saved by Zhang Liufang and Zhang kongyun.

John was wearing a dark blue Taoist robe and the Taoist crown on his head was askew. He seemed not used to the cloth shoes under his feet. He walked a little askew and his posture was funny. However, he still clung to an old Taoist sleeve with one hand and kept shouting, "master, the eldest martial sister is calling you to hurry up. You should hurry up!"

Zhang kongyun was wearing a golden Taoist robe with blue edges. His robes were not well worn and his clothes were untidy. However, while being dragged away by John, he puffed up his eyes and shouted, "bastard, do you treat master like this? Let go, let go, let people see what you are! If you don't let go, I'll sweep you out of the door!"

As soon as John heard the word "sweep out of the door", he immediately released his hand, flopped down on his knees, hugged Zhang kongyun's leg and cried loudly: "master, don't drive me away!"