Even so, Gu Jinsong has always insisted on looking for Xiao Zu.

While they were hiding in Tibet, they were secretly searching. In order to hide his identity, Gu Jinsong ordered his grandson not to expose the exercises of the Vientiane Sect unless his life was in danger.

After listening to Gu Qingbai's speech, Feng Nianxi frowned. When the Guihai Evil Sword taught her swordsmanship, she didn't say a word about accepting her as a closed disciple, how did she become a closed disciple of the Guihai Evil Sword?

Therefore, Feng Nianxi clearly refused: "Old man, I am not a closed disciple of the senior of Guihai, nor am I the little ancestor of the Vientiane Sect, I don't want to care about the grievances between your sects." ”

The old man was a little anxious: "The ancestor never personally taught his disciples swordsmanship, and the people who could enter her old man's eyes could be counted on one hand." Xiao Zu can get the guidance of the ancestor himself, which shows that the ancestor regards the little ancestor as a disciple. Xiao Zu couldn't deny it. ”

"Little Ancestor!" Gu Qingbai knelt down again, with tears in his eyes, "The disciples were killed by the Chiba Sect in order to find you, and most of the disciples were captured by the Chiba Sect to refine their souls. A thousand elite disciples were destroyed, and almost everything in the sect was exhausted. Please Xiao Zu read for the sake of the disciples' enthusiasm and sincerity, and return to the sect with the disciples! ”

Feng Nianxi shook his head: "I have obtained the exercises of the predecessors of Guihai, and I do owe him a great favor." I can only promise that one day, I have the ability and will try my best to help the Vientiane Sect. ”

Gu Jinsong suddenly coughed a few times, looking weak and uncomfortable: "Small, if the little ancestor is unwilling to return to the sect, the disciples will not dare to force it." But Qingbai has revealed his identity here, and dragged me, a dying old man, and we must get out of here as soon as possible. Can Xiao Zu give us a ride? ”

"Yes." Feng Nianxi agreed without hesitation. She learned other people's swordsmanship, and she naturally took care of other people's descendants and children.

Qianmian sighed secretly on the side: his master is a kind-hearted little girl, how can he fight the old fox who has lived for thousands of years. While pretending to be pitiful, he used roundabout tactics to put his own master on, and if he wanted to get rid of them in the future, it would be difficult!

So, when he set off the next day, Feng Nianxi had another green mule cart here. provoked another burst of ridicule from the Feng family: "Feng Nian has become a person who picks up rags, and all the old, weak, sick and disabled are taken in." She thinks she is a great good person on the rich side? ”

The old man, who was defined as "tattered", was lying in the carriage at this time, in a good mood.

After drinking two pairs of decoction prescribed by Xiao Zu in a row, the whole person was more energetic, and he also had some strength in his body. He didn't expect that his little ancestor still had advanced medical skills, which was really unexpected.

Although she is only a six-star cultivator, she is young! A fifteen-year-old six-star monk is also a rare genius in the Tianheng Continent.

The old man Gu was planning Xiao Zu's future achievements in the mule cart, but he didn't know that because he had just met, Feng Nianxi did not rashly take out the emperor-level golden pill to treat his injuries. Otherwise, Old Man Gu would be frightened, right?

It's just April, and it's already hot in Snowy City. Everyone was so hot that they were sweating and their mouths were dry, and after finding the inn and settling down, they all asked the shopkeeper for water to take a bath.

Feng Caidie and others changed into cool light gauze skirts and went out shopping together.

The people at the door of the inn gave the three coolly dressed girls a strange look.

Feng Nianxi checked the pulse of the old man again, adjusted the decoction he was taking again, and went back to the room to rest.

The clouds broke through the moon, the thousand faces, and the ancient Qingbai did not go out, resting or meditating in their respective rooms.

Feng Nianxi let Qianmian guard at the door, and she entered the space. First, we looked at the growth of the sour thorn grass. The roots of the sour thorn grass have grown...... w, please keep in mind: free fastest update no anti-theft no anti-theft