Zhu Lian raised a few points and was about to leave. Cen Yuanji hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help asking: "Senior, why should he endure humiliation and burden in Luopo Mountain?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Why did you endure humiliation?"

Cen Yuanji was so embarrassed that he didn't have the nerve to say those words in his heart. He was not too afraid of the young mountain master, but was afraid that his words would hurt the face of the old immortal Zhu.

Zhu Lian stretched out his finger and pointed at Cen Yuanji, "Silly people have good fortune, just like that. It's pretty good, there's no need to change. Well, it's better not to change it. Keep it on, the longer the better. We are in the mountain of desolation, you should always be like you."

Cen Yuanji smiled slightly.

Not to mention the words of Mr. Zhu, even beating and scolding, was a good intention.

Cen Yuanji asked, "Are you used to living here for the first time?"

Zhu Lian nodded and said, "The savages are used to living in the mountains. I am just a lazy person. I am very used to it and can't be more comfortable and comfortable."

Cen Yuanji sincerely praised: "Senior is really a idle cloud and a wild crane, a master in the world!"

Zhu Lian rubbed his chin, "This Feng Shui of the Desolate Mountain is a bit strange."

Zhu Lian did not escape from the courtyard wall this time and opened the door and left.

Cen Yuanji clenched his fists gently behind the door, murmured: "Cen Yuanji, you must not let down the high hopes of the old immortal Zhu! You have to endure hardships in practicing boxing, and be more attentive and active!"

Zhu Lian did not go back to the house directly, but went to the top of the mountain, sat on the top of the steps, swayed the empty wine pot, and remembered that there was no wine. It was okay, just waiting for the sunrise.

Zhu Lian suddenly looked at him and saw an unexpected person.

It was a barefoot old man who was rare to leave the bamboo building, Cui Cheng.

Zhu Lian stood up and greeted him with a smile.

Cui Cheng slowly climbed high and reached out to signal Zhu Lian to sit down.

Zhu Lian sat down.

Cui Cheng and Zhu Lian sat side by side, and actually brought two pots of wine with him and threw it to Zhu Lian a pot of wine.

Zhu Lian opened the mud seal, drank a sip, and said with a smile: "If the young master knew that the senior had secretly dug two pots of wine, he would not dare to blame the senior, but he would say a few words about the custodian who robbed him."

Cui Cheng said with a blank expression: "If Chen Ping'an doesn't like anyone, he will not even say anything, and he will think it's too much for a word."

Zhu Lian nodded, "That's true."

Cui Cheng looked into the distance and asked casually: "Zhu Lian, since there is no bottleneck of the heavenly way of lotus flowers, why are you still deliberately walking so slowly?"

Zhu Lian put down two wine pots, one left and one right, leaned back, and supported his elbows on the ground, and said lazily: "Life is the most comfortable like this."

Cui Cheng asked again, "Of course Chen Ping'an is good, but is it worthy of your Zhu Lian's treatment?"

When Zhu Lian faced the inquiry from a peak martial artist at the tenth level, he still seemed cynical, "I do, I'm happy."

Cui Cheng was not annoyed, so he turned to the bamboo building to feed the fists and rewarded a few more fists.

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "You have always shown this look with this? Even your young master is hiding it?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "In my hometown, I, Zhu Lian, relying on my face to make me eat. I'm so full. Now I'll forget it. I'm so old that I have to convince myself and make the little girls feel sad. What's the matter?"

Cui Cheng shook his head and left.

I really have no conversation with such a guy.

If it weren't for what Zhu Lian said on the first floor of the bamboo building, Cui Cheng wouldn't have gone this trip and sent this pot of wine.

After Cui Cheng left.

Zhu Lian simply leaned back and fell to the ground, pillowing his hands, closing his eyes to rest.

As the sun was about to rise, Zhu Lian slowly sat up, and there was no one around. He stretched out his fingers, pressed against the temples, gently lifted a face to reveal his true face.

Wei Bo Shen appeared next to Zhu Lian without knowing it, lowered his head and glanced at Zhu Lian, and sighed: "I feel ashamed of myself."

Zhu Lian covered his face, pretending to be a little girl, and speaking in a shy tone, "It's so embarrassing."

Wei Bo held it in for a long time and left, saying "Disgusting!"

Zhu Lian laughed heartily, stood up, stood up straight, and held his hands behind his back.

The sun rises in the East China Sea, reflecting Zhu Lian’s spirit and bright light flows, as if he is the god among the gods.

Zhu Lian quickly covered the face that covered his true face again. After carefully combed it, he walked down the mountain with two wine pots. Cen Yuanji was climbing the mountain while practicing boxing.

Seeing the hunched old senior, he almost broke his fist intention and stopped the fist stake to say hello. Just when he thought of the heart-to-heart talk last night, Cen Yuanji took a breath, maintained his fist intention not to fall and continued to punch.

Zhu Lian nodded and passed by her.

It was not until the top that Cen Yuanji put away his fist stakes and turned his head to look, and could vaguely see a thin figure as small as Mili. The girl thought to herself, a man like Old Fairy Zhu, even when he was young, even if he was not handsome enough, he would definitely have many women liked him, right?

Zhu Lian arrived at the house between Pei Qian and Chen Ruchu, and the girl in pink dress had already started to get busy.

Pei Qian must still be sleeping in. In her words, she is her best friend in the world, the bedding at night, and the most difficult opponent in the world is the bedding in the morning. Fortunately, she has clear grudges.

Zhu Lian greeted Chen Ruchu with a smile and knocked on the door hard. Pei Qian woke up in a daze and asked, "Who?"

Zhu Lian smiled and said, "Young Master has left Mount Luopo."

Pei Qianxin tightened and suddenly said angrily: "Old Cook Zhu, Master is leaving tomorrow's cross-continental ferry. Who are you scaring?!"

Zhu Lian said, "Then you keep sleeping."

Pei Qian sat on the bed blankly and cursed: "Cook Zhu, don't run away. If you have the ability, just let me have both hands and feet, and you don't blink your eyes. Eat my whole set of crazy sword techniques!"

"Not capable." Zhu Lianyang left.

Pei Qian was not good at sleeping, nor did he not sleeping, so he had to tumbling around on the bed and slap the bedding hard.

On that day, Chen Ping'an left Luopo Mountain at noon and led Pei Qian who was following along the way to chat with Zheng Dafeng for a while at the mountain gate. However, Zheng Dafeng disliked him and drove away the master and apprentice. Now the mountain gate building is about to end, Zheng Dafeng is very busy and makes Pei Qian very angry.

Afterwards, Chen Ping'an took Pei Qian to the town, first went to his parents' grave, and then in the ancestral home in Niping Lane that night, it was like a night watch.

After dawn, Pei Qian did not let him follow him and went directly to the Xianjia Ferry in Niujiao Mountain. Wei Bo accompanied him and boarded the skeleton beach cross-continental ferry together, telling him with Xinhu, "There may be someone to see you halfway. In our Dali, we have a very noble identity."

Chen Ping'an knew it, but was still a little suspicious. He looked at Wei Bo, who nodded slightly.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it."

Wei Bo said: "Of course I don't worry, it's the northern border."

After Wei Bo's body disappeared, Chen Ping'an ignored the complicated gazes around him and went to the cabin on the top floor.

Chen Ping'an arrived at the room and came to the railing of the observation deck. The ferry slowly took off. Chen Ping'an wore a blue shirt, carried a sword fairy on his back, and hung a sword gourd to overlook the land, mountains and rivers of the Lizhu Cave sky map in the past, mountains and peaks, rivers and rivers, and everything was in sight.

I'm leaving my hometown for thousands of miles again.

On a cliff surrounded by mist, four big words "The Heavenly Breath of God" are engraved from the top to the bottom.

A woman in blue wearing a ponytail sat shoulder to shoulder with a little black charcoal on the first stroke of the word "天".

Pei Qian shook his legs hanging outside the cliff and smiled and asked for help, "Sister Xiuxiu, these two bags of trolls are delicious, crispy and crispy. Master bought them from a very far place."

Ruan Xiu also smiled and nodded, "It's delicious."
Chapter completed!