Looking at Liu Zhao's dusty face that was beautiful but beautiful, An Yang's heart once again involuntarily thumped.

Dahua carried an old wooden plate with two steaming Lu'an melon slices on top. Ever since the last time he saw the big cat fighting to savior, Anyan had become immune to any of its unbelievable behavior.

Liu Zhaogao held his hair in a bun, and the Qi Nan hairpin with a slight sweet floral fragrance firmly fixed the shiny black hair.

Looking at An Yang's expression, which was excited and sometimes depressed, Liu Zhaoxian broke the short silence.

"I found the ghost cultivator who escaped." She opened the door and said.

"She didn't hurt you, did she?" An Yang hurriedly looked at Liu Zhaoruyu's face carefully, and when he saw the natural rosiness on her cheeks, he was relieved.

"She'll never be able to hurt me." Liu Zhao felt An Yang's care, she smiled softly at him, the feeling of being cared for, she hadn't experienced it for a long time.

"But I seem to have provoked an extremely powerful ghost cultivation organization, and I want to get out of here as soon as possible before they find me."

"You, are you leaving?" An Yang's amber eyes widened, and a deep emotion as a sea spread out from the dark golden eyes, as if he wanted to drown Liu Zhao in them.

It turned out that she was going to say goodbye to herself, and it turned out that they were two parallel lines after all! An Yang's heart seemed to be missing, and he looked at Liu Zhao in despair.

"Yes, I have to go, the other party has a master I can't resist, I can only avoid it from afar." Liu Zhao is glad that she has nothing to worry about in this world.

"I'm bothering you to come over this time, because I'm asking you to take care of this mountain land I bought." Liu Zhao fiddled with the lid of the cup of fragrant tea on the table.

"It's all been killed by that vicious woman in Lanny!" An Yang thought of that vicious woman, and he made up his mind that he must make the Lan family pay a terrible price for it.

"I'll take this courtyard with me, but this vacant land needs you to build a yard at will." Liu Zhao really likes this mountain forest, and she hopes that one day, she can return to live here.

"Don't worry, I'll let another courtyard exactly like this one be built here." An Yang was silently sad in his heart.

"Then please estimate the construction cost, I ......" Before Liu Zhao finished speaking, he was interrupted by An Yang raising his hand.

"You don't have to worry about this money, you have to leave for Yali's sake, this right should be for you to heal Yali's thanks!" An Yang stood up directly and walked to Liu Zhao, who was sitting opposite.

He half-squatted and put his arms on Liu Zhao's shoulders, "Please, let me do something for you!" Looking directly at Liu Zhao's rippling Danfeng eyes, he did not hide the tenderness in his heart.

Liu Zhao sat there, looking at this elegant man who had always helped him a lot, and it was fake to say that he was not moved.

"Anyan, thank you!" A thousand words, only turned into three simple words, what she wanted, he couldn't afford it; And what he wanted, she didn't bother to have.

"Can you tell me where you're going?" An Yang carefully studied Liu Zhao's face, as if to engrave every detail of her face in his heart.

"I remember an ancient poem I learned when I was a child, and when I think about it at this time, it is quite appropriate." Liu Zhao looked at An Yang's affectionate eyes, smiled and continued: "Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and I don't know where. ”

After sending An Yang away, Liu Zhao instructed Dahua to start cleaning up the room. Although it is directly moved into the Roselle space, after living for so long, there are still some things that need to be abandoned.

Standing melancholy under the begonia tree that has accompanied her for more than 20 years, she recalls her bizarre experience in the past year.

In a long life, a year is really short. But Liu Zhao remembered that late at night in early spring a year ago, she was walking alone on the way back to her grandmother's house, and suddenly felt that so many things had happened this year, so much that she even felt vague about the appearance of the Meng family's mother and son.

If there is no inheritance left by her grandmother, if there is no trip to the snowy mountains, if it is ......

Just when Liu Zhao was thinking wildly, there was another knock at the courtyard door.

Dahua rushed out at once and opened the door first. Outside the door, standing were the Ma family father and son.

Since Ma Yimin went to the school where Ma Xiaotian went to school, he has made up his mind to listen to the child's wishes.

Because, at the school gate, he looked at He Shuzhen, who had always been unapologetic to their family. She curled up in front of the school, kowtowing to every student who passed by.

"I'm sorry, it's all my sin! I'm sorry! ......" He Shuzhen was ragged and insane, and she kept repeating her apologies while convulsing in pain.

Ma Yimin remembered what Liu Zhao had said at his doorstep: "Those who do evil must be punished!" ”

Looking at He Shuzhen, who had become skinny in just a few days, Ma Yimin finally believed in the existence of the cultivator, he stopped at the school gate for a moment, then pulled his son and walked home without looking back.

Since the day Ma Yimin stood on the podium, he has spent every day of his teaching career conscientiously.

He asked himself that he had never delayed his students' studies because of unsatisfactory things in his life.

His wife is not in good health, and all the responsibilities of life are on his weak shoulders. He never lost his enthusiasm for his work because of the hardships that life had given him.

But he is also teaching and educating people, and what happened to his son broke the heart of this man who has been a teacher for half his life.

When the students call themselves "teacher", he thinks of the woman who brought disaster to his family, who is also called "teacher".

"Let's go, the world is too impetuous, and there is no room where people can read with peace of mind!" Ma Yimin stood on the side of the road, looking at the hurried crowd, and he let out a sigh.

Selling their property at the lowest price, the father and son took simple luggage, took a car into the mountain, and found Liu Zhao's home.

It wasn't until he saw Liu Zhao that Ma Xiaotian, who was in a trance, woke up from his stunned and held Liu Zhao's hand tightly, never wanting to let go anymore.

"Miss Liu, I want to be with Xiaotian, don't you mind?" Ma Yimin no longer has any relatives in this world, he only has Ma Xiaotian, the only relative, and he doesn't want to be separated from his son.

"Teacher Ma, if you don't care about the cold in the mountains, come with Xiaotian!" Liu Zhao, as a guest elder of Tianyi Gate, has no problem arranging a mortal to be in the gate.

After a good night's sleep, Liu Zhao took the Ma family's father and son and two spirit pets to stand in front of this courtyard where they had only lived for a few months.

Under the terrifying gaze of the Ma family's father and son, Liu Zhao instantly incorporated this ancient and sturdy courtyard into the Roselle space.

Where the original yard stood, there was only a deep foundation of the house. Even the begonia tree in the yard, as well as the stone benches and tables, disappeared out of thin air along with the yard.

Liu Zhao ignored Ma Yimin's feelings, sacrificed a seven-colored veil, wrapped everyone, and flew towards the mountain range where Tianyimen was located.