Mu Zisu Xianluo seems to be a little older than when I saw him today.

Yijian came to the west and said: "I have always believed that good people must have good rewards. ”

Mu Zisu also thinks it's so handsome!!

Master Luo smiled lightly, and then reached out to wipe away Qingling's tears, "Girl, I'm fine, help me up." ”

Qing Ling's body trembled, and he cried, "Master! Why are you always so obstinate! Always so disobedient! Did you know I was scared to death! You protected the village, but what about us? What are we to you? Are you really so ruthless that you leave us alone? Why don't you tell Master Mu and Uncle Mu the truth, maybe they can find a better way! Even if you don't have to sacrifice, you can have a foolproof plan to protect the fairy island! If it weren't for Master Mu and Uncle Mu arriving in time, you would have gone to the West to see your ancestors! If you die because of this, I will never shed a single tear! I'll hate you for the rest of my life! ”

Head Luo was like a child who made a mistake, he shrank his head and didn't dare to say a word, and let the senior sister count down.

Qing Ling cried breathlessly, scolded for a long time, and was exhausted.

Mu Zisu whispered to Gu Xiuyuan: "It seems that the masters of other people's families don't let their apprentices worry too much." In the future, you should not be such a person and let your disciples and grandchildren be so pitiful. ”

"I ......"

Head Luo carefully wiped away Qingling's tears, "Master knows that ...... is wrong?"

"I really can't help you."

After that, the group came out of the cave and came to the altar above. The moonlight was blurry, and Mu Zisu asked, "So what the hell is going on?" Master Luo, what are you hiding? ”

The head of the Luo family sighed, and his old face suddenly turned gloomy, and he asked, "Do you still have that portrait today?" ”

Gu Xiuyuan took out the picture from his arms and presented it to Master Luo.

Luo Zhangmen is still like a naughty child, at this time the cloudy eyes are revealing vicissitudes and sadness, he took the portrait and stroked the woman above, he seemed to see her smile on the painting, so he also smiled: "Who painted this, the painting is so good......

Gu Xiuyuan hugged his fists and said: "The younger generation is not talented. ”

A sword came to the west and said, "Senior Brother Luo, do you really recognize this person?" ”

"Yes, she is famous, but she is the most beautiful girl in our Wushan faction."

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Wushan faction?!

Mu Zisu asked, "It turns out that the disciples of Qingjing Sect were all sent from Wushan before?" ”

Head Luo nodded, his eyes were far away, and he told everyone a story.

One hundred and twenty-seven years ago, there were seven sons of Zhilan Yushu in the Wushan faction, and the seven of them were the pride of the entire Wushan faction. The seven people are high-spirited, the green clothes are fluttering, each with a stunt, as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind, and the air runs through Changhong. They often go down the mountain together to kill demons, and everywhere they go, the demons are terrified and dejected.

There was a little Taoist priest in the faction, he admired his brothers very much, every time the seven people went down the mountain to do a task, he would sit on the stone at the gate, bid farewell to the seven people, and threatened: "One day, I will also be as majestic as the senior brothers, punish the evil and promote the good!" ”

The seven high-spirited young men laughed at him, "You, let's finish copying the scriptures that the master punished first!" ”

The little Taoist priest pouted, "Look down on people less." ”