"Master."

Agaluo walked up to Feng Zhuo and said, "I've contacted Xiuka and Feiyu." ”

Feng Zhuo looked at the cultivation spirit not far away, and asked indifferently, "When will they arrive?" ”

"Led by Xiuka and Feiyu, it will take half a month to rush over without stopping."

"Is there anyone who said Aya?"

"Got it." Agaluo said: "Sang Li said that he would bring Cang Aya's people with him. ”

After hearing this, Feng Zhuo said indifferently: "Since this is the case, then wait." ”

"Yes." Agara took the order and turned to leave.

*

"Hoo ......"

The wind swept in, rustling the leaves.

Ye Mingxuan, who had not cultivated, looked up at the sky.

At this glance, everyone saw a lion with a snow-white body.

The appearance of the white lion does not look much different from that of Shuka, the biggest difference is ...... Shuka is black, and the white lion is white.

Almost the first time he saw the white lion, Ye Mingxuan stood up and shouted, "Agaluo, Feiyu has arrived." ”

"Roar!"

When the flying feather landed, there was a roar.

The sound was deafening, except for a few people who were deeply cultivating and were not affected, the rest of the people were affected, raising their hands to cover their ears.

Agaro came from the other side, looked at the white lion and said, "Flying Feather." ”

When Fei Yu heard Agaro's voice, he instantly turned into a mimicry and turned into a fluffy lion, and then spread his legs and ran in front of Agaro, jumped and pounced on Agaro.

Agaro stretched out his hand to catch Fei Yu, and a gentle look appeared on his face that had always been expressionless: "How?" ”

Feather rubbed Agaro's cheek.

Agaro smiled, and then turned his head to look at Feng Zhuo not far away: "The mulberry fence has arrived, and Xiuka will have to wait for two days." ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo nodded.

Feather rolled in Agaro's arms, looking very excited.

Agara was also troubled by the flying feathers.

The rest of the people were a little stunned when they saw such a scene.

Looking at the little lion in Agaluo's arms, and then thinking about the white lion just now, everyone's expressions were a little subtle......

Just as a few people were looking at the flying feathers, another flying beast approached in the sky.

More than a dozen flying beasts landed, and Sang Li and Hongluan took the temple disciples down from the flying beasts' backs.

Feng Zhuo saw someone coming and walked over.

When he walked in front of Sang Li and Hongluan, Feng Zhuo didn't stop, walked directly past the two of them, and finally stopped in front of Ye Mu, who had just gotten off the back of the flying beast.

"Daddy." Feng Zhuo looked at Ye Mu and shouted again in defiance of his face.

Although he had recognized this title before, Ye Mu was still a little crying and laughing.

Even an old man on the side joked: "Xiao Mu, your son-in-law is good." ”

"The second uncle laughed." After Ye Mu finished speaking, he looked at Feng Zhuo and said, "This is Cang Aya's current patriarch, Cang Yun. ”

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo nodded and didn't say much.

Ye Mu knew Feng Zhuo's temperament, and he didn't care about Feng Zhuo's coldness, and said, "How are Ming Yuan?" ”

"Ah Ling is cultivating." Feng Zhuo said: "Big brother is also cultivating, everyone is fine." ”

"Are you all right?" Cangyun on the side asked in some surprise.

"Hmm." Feng Zhuo nodded: "It's all right." ”

"Alas......" Cangyun sighed after listening: "Then you are lucky, we are unlucky on the way here." ”

"Cang Aya lost more than thirty people." Cangyun said: "But it's not just us who have lost people, but the temple has also lost a lot of people. ”