Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Puppet

He was a casual cultivator outside, and later entered Luoshan Academy, and the life he spent in Luoshan can only be said to be neither good nor bad. Every day's life is just cultivation and classes.

It was nothing more than a place to live for him.

Therefore, when he knew that Luoshan might have happened, Luonanfeng's first reaction was just a faint mood.

It won't be as obvious as the sadness of the girl in front of her. In his opinion, such emotions are all dispensable, and even lag back at some moments.

It was the first time Luo Nanfeng had seen Luo Yunmo's expression, the reluctance and fragility revealed in his strength.

These are qualities that he previously disdained.

But on the face of this girl who has always been carefree, Luo Nanfeng felt that this incident was a little offensive for the first time.

So he didn't think about it at all, he wanted to comfort her.

Luo Yunmo knew Luo Nanfeng's kindness, and he could only pull the corners of his mouth slightly. Then he looked into the distance, as if he was on guard that someone would catch up.

It's the same road they came from, and they'll change their route here and stop here to better confirm the nearest route.

Between the vast mist, Luo Yunmo spread out his spiritual power and carefully observed the surrounding environment. Just in case it's critical.

A round of fireball slowly rose. Luo Yunmo watched as the mist gradually dissipated. got up directly and went to Mr. with Luo Nanfeng.

Now that their vision is wide, they can see the route more clearly, and of course, it also provides convenience for the people of the Sword Sect to come and chase them.

Luo Yunmo and the other Luoshan disciples changed their outfits early when they left the main city of the Sword Sect. Mr. Qingyun's unique face-changing pill has long transformed them beyond recognition.

Luo Yunmo is here to remind him that it's time to go.

Luo Chen gave a token to Luo Yunmo, and it was sealed with the spiritual power mark of him and his master. When necessary, you can protect Luo Yun's last life.

Luo Yunmo's expression remained unchanged as a result of this token. looked at the jade pendant hanging from his waist, his expression moved slightly, but he didn't say anything more.

He took off the jade pendant, set up a spell, covered up the pattern on the token, and officially hung the navy blue token around his waist.

The jade pendant was held in his hand, and after a while, he put the jade pendant in the storage bag.

Luo Yunmo pulled out his spirit sword.

From here, they had to divide their troops into two routes, one to the southwest of the road and the other to the northwest of the road.

Both the southwest and northwest routes pass through the territory of two high-ranking monks.

In the early years, these monks had formed a relationship with Luoshan. Mr. said that it was time for them to return the cause and effect.

Luo Yunmo and Luo Chen made an agreement that after arriving at the monk's territory, they could only visit after receiving his message.

Luo Yunmo nodded obediently.

This time, the senior brother wants to go southwest with Mr. Tang, and she wants to go northwest with Mr. Tang.

Senior brother has always been worried about her, and Luo Yunmo has always known it, but this time, Luo Yunmo felt that he might really have to listen to him obediently.

She tried her best, but she didn't expect which plots in the book would have a real disaster. It will affect the entire Luoshan, even the world's great sword sects.

Luo Yunmo began to blame himself, why did he have to meddle in this critical link.

On the one hand, he was anxious, and on the other hand, he secretly complained.

The day was a bit of a lack of energy.

Luo Chen was only nervous as a little junior sister, so he wanted to comfort her. He also wants to be by her side to protect her if he can.

But there are other junior sisters and younger brothers, as well as the whole of Luoshan. Luo Chen wasn't sure what was going on with Luoshan at this time.

With the protection and cultivation of the academy, we should not forget the gift of the academy.

The tall and handsome man has always been gentle, and there is a little more solemnity and firmness in his eyes.

Luo Yunmo nodded slightly, and said the same thing to himself in his heart.

I'm not Luo Yunmo, but I enjoy everything about Luo Yunmo, my family, my friends, and my lover......

What qualifications do I have to say that it has nothing to do with me. If it was really because of me, then I should have ended it.

Mr. Qingyun's divination, one is good luck, and the other is a big murderer.

The route is uncertain, and there is no way to tell which one is good luck and which one is the big culprit.

Luo Yunmo smiled lightly.

The soldiers are divided into two routes, the time is calculated, and they set off on time.

Luo Yunmo looked at the back of the disciple in that direction, glanced at it, and then walked away.

Mr. Qingyun took Luo Yunmo and the other four disciples all the way to the southwest, and along the way, there were few people, and there were all mountains, either towering mountains or bottomless canyons.

Along the way, Luo Yunmo was able to keep his face when he saw these scenes that he didn't like the most before.

Luo Nanfeng followed her, and the two of them stood on each other's sides of the opponent as they flew, guarding each other.

According to Mr. Qingyun's divination, one is good luck and the other is a big murderer. Luo Yunmo felt that according to the courage of his female partner, this road would definitely not be very good.

But it can't be helped, the problem is not that you say you know it's difficult and don't solve it.

So along the way, Luo Yunmo adjusted his vigilance to the highest.

After arriving at the place, at the foot of the mountain, Luo Yunmo finally received a message from his senior brother, who asked them to go and ask the monk to help.

The tone is anxious, and there is an indescribable hurry. Luo Yunmo looked at it and felt that his heart was abrupt.

After talking to Mr. and the senior sisters and brothers, they unanimously decided to go up the mountain to ask the senior to come out of the mountain.

The master once said that if you want to ask for someone, you must first be sincere.

This senior's temper looks either eccentric, or the kind of real indifference.

Luo Yunmo didn't fly with the sword, and they didn't even use their spiritual power. There was no formation on this mountain that monks usually used to draw territory, but they also decided to go up step by step to show respect.

Morning comes, and dusk approaches the destination.

Luo Yunmo and Mr. Qingyun finally came to the place where the monk lived.

Not far away, there is a large naturally formed garden, the garden is not small, originally located in the high place of this mountain range, but it is a rare four seasons like spring.

Next to the garden was the monk's dwelling.

Luo Yunmo looked at it carefully.

This is not a thatched hut and bamboo house, the kind of life of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan". It is a real "palace" built in the mountains.

Luo Yunmo looked at the red walls and green tiles, and felt that this style of painting was a little inexplicably familiar. This kind of local tyrant's architectural style is definitely the dregs of feudalism.

Not only did Luo Yunmo think so, but the monks present all looked a little embarrassed. Even Mr. Qingyun, who has always been extremely self-contained, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

A monk who can owe Luoshan a favor and take the initiative to repay this cause and effect, not to mention that his strength is rare, he should also be the top master in this cultivation world.

But this top-notch master generally has a strange temper.

We don't dare to say, we don't dare to ask.

These were all thoughts before Luo Yunmo saw the monk again. Later, when he saw the monk, Luo Yunmo's heart was really indescribable.

It's all said to be a palace, how can there be no maids or something.

Luo Yunmo and they were brought to the hall of the palace by a paper folded thousand paper cranes.

As soon as he sat down, several puppets dressed in gold and silver walked in. Luo Yunmo took the tea handed over by the puppet and looked at it with interest.

She looks like a female puppet, with grease powder on her face and red and green on her body. Like a rich lady-in-waiting. Even the expression on that face was so vivid that it couldn't be.

Compared to other puppets that don't have eyebrows and noses, this puppet is obviously more proven.

After thinking about this, Luo Yun picked up the tea that was put aside at the end, smelled the fragrance, and then took a sip.

The puppet didn't leave after delivering the tea like the other puppets, but stopped there as if it couldn't move. Looking at Luo Yunmo.

No matter how bold Luo Yunmo was, in a strange place, he saw a "handsome" looking puppet, and he also felt a little panicked.

Luo Yunmo almost didn't expect that this puppet wouldn't communicate, but asked directly, "Do you have anything else?"

After hearing Luo Yunmo's inquiry, the puppet hurriedly retreated as if it had suddenly woken up. A pair of wood-carved hands were still covering his face.

Luo Yunmo looked at the suspiciously shy expression on her (his) face.

Luo Yunmo: ......

What kind of place is this?

The roar was almost irrepressible.

The puppet didn't stay shy for long, and then ran away. When he ran away, his body was still clicking, and Luo Yunmo was worried that this puppet would fall apart in the process of running.

Mr. Qingyun was also curious when he saw the communication between Luo Yunmo and the puppet.

Since he knew the relationship between this monk and Luoshan, he naturally also knew his (her) quirks.

The puppet technique is superb, and the temper is even more eccentric. Not to mention the side, this monk was in some trouble at the beginning, and Luo Shan helped easily.

He or she insisted on leaving cause and effect, but he or she never showed people his true face.

No one in the cultivation world has ever seen his or her true face.

Whatever you say or do, it's all by puppetry.

Now that they are actually raising puppets, they have taken the initiative to show some closeness to their juniors in Luoshan, but Mr. Qingyun doesn't know if this is good or bad.

As soon as dusk passed, it was night. Luo Yunmo, they waited in the hall all this time and did not leave.

Almost as soon as night fell, rows of puppets walked in stiffly, with bells hanging from them. Each one looks exactly the same.

Only the piece of wood on the chest has the number engraved on it.

Luo Yunmo stood up with Mr. Qingyun almost at this moment. looked into the depths of the line.

Luo Yunmo, who was anxious to get help, didn't see, or rather, didn't notice, the figure that appeared in the depths of the team.