"Uh-huh!" Wen Xiaoruan nodded vigorously, it turned out that Tianhu was so loyal, it couldn't help but remind her of a movie called Loyal Dog Hachiko that she had watched before, in which the Akita dog was also waiting for the owner after the death of the owner, until the end of her life, at that time she was still moved to help herself, and now she heard that her spiritual pet is also so loyal, she sighed for a while, and touched her squeaky head, "I will definitely take good care of you, hurry up and grow up!" ”

Squeak hurriedly rubbed her palm, staring at Wen Xiaoruan with watery eyes, and called softly, "Master......"

"Then, national teacher, do you know what the Taoist master died for?"

"Hmm," Duanmu Chuxue frowned, "It is said that it is because when the Emperor of Heaven dealt with Feng Liji, she actually stood on the side of the Demon Dao as an immortal cultivator, after the Emperor of Heaven gathered the power of the immortals to use the Dragon Extermination Technique, she was affected and disappeared, and Feng Liji actually escaped a catastrophe and disappeared, pitiful for her who practiced for many years, but finally lost on a love word...... "I can't help but sigh between the words.

"That's ......" Wen Xiaoruan touched her squeaky head and muttered back.

The national teacher is beautiful and likes to chat, and Wen Xiaoruan chatted with her late that night before returning to the room. From pastries to poetry books, from gossip to spells, almost everything that can be talked about is chatted, Wen Xiaoruan likes to listen to all kinds of gossip, especially when he heard Duanmu Chuxue talk about Zhuo Wenyan being played by Sang Zhirou when they were young.

"Do you know the truth? I remember that when your uncle asked your master to take the pants with his right trouser leg torn to make up for her, he only found a pair of pants with a torn left trouser leg after looking for a long time. He actually tore the right foot of his pants and brought it to your uncle, thinking that he wouldn't take it wrong, do you say it...... funny?"

I didn't expect that the master who seemed to be a fairy wind and a bone would also have such a time, Wen Xiaoruan couldn't help laughing, he couldn't see that the master's usual meticulous and rigorous appearance would actually make such a mistake. After laughing, I couldn't help but think that if this master was still alive, life would definitely be very interesting.

It was late at night, bidding farewell to the national teacher, Wen Xiaoruan followed the little maid back to the room, lying on the bed, Wen Xiaoruan had some insomnia, she stared at the top of the bed with her eyes open, but countless thoughts turned in her mind, no matter whether the master likes the master or not, but the master's care for the master must be true, otherwise he would not look very hurt when he mentioned the three words Sang Zhirou. As for Feng Liji, Wen Xiaoruan was a little puzzled, looking at Feng Liji's appearance, it was obvious that there was still a relationship between him and Sang Zhirou, if Sang Zhirou was in love with Feng Liji back then, they should be happy with each other, why do you look at Feng Liji now, but she seems to think that Sang Zhirou is his biggest enemy, and she can't wait to crush her to ashes?

Whatever, it's all over anyway, and it doesn't have much to do with himself, but if the master really likes Sang Zhirou, it's too pitiful, the deceased is gone, but the living have to bear the pain of parting from life and death, thinking of the usual master's silent appearance, he plunged into the alchemy room, except for teaching himself to practice, all the time was spent on alchemy, not at all like the stunned appearance described by Duanmu Chuxue, Wen Xiaoruan was distressed for a while, and clenched his fists! She has to work harder to cultivate, not to let the master worry about it, but also to let the master live happily every day.