Su Luo had already thought about it. She couldn't be idle. With the third princess by her side, she would definitely not have time to practice well. So Su Luo thought about it and finally decided to throw her to the master. With the master's guidance, Su Luo thought about it.
The strength of keeping Xuanyuan Rong will soon improve by leaps and bounds.
After going up to Yunwu Peak, she got a piece of news that shocked Su Luo deeply.
The master was not at Yunwu Peak, but returned to the original place to snatch the treasure with several ancestors.
"Little junior sister, it's really unlucky that the master left right after you guys immediately, and he didn't stop for a moment." An apologetic look appeared on Ziran's face.
But then he came to his senses: "Little junior sister, have you recovered from your illness? Have you really broken through the Nine Layers Hall?"
Su Luo's eyes were crooked, with a smile in her eyes: "Fortunately, I survived and finally survived."
Ziran's eyes were filled with excitement: "It's really great. If master knows about it, he will definitely be very happy!"
Senior Brother Ziran, who was always calm, had a bit of excitement in his tone.
When Ziran saw Nangong Liuyun standing calmly aside, he was secretly grateful.
He remembered that when Nangong Liuyun came back with the dying Su Luo in his arms, he had a ferocious look on his face, looking decisive and bloodthirsty when someone stood in the way of a murderer or a Buddha. Apart from his master, he had never felt such awe from anyone else.
If the junior sister is not cured... Ziran shuddered in his heart, he could not even imagine the consequences of this matter.
"Master left right after we left?" Su Luo frowned.
"Well, when Dang even left, he seemed to be in a hurry." Ziran said it was true.
"It seems that Master must have something urgent that day." Su Luo's tone contained a hint of apology.
She knew that on that day, so many seniors of similar strength were snatching the same treasure, and the master left midway. He must have been deeply concerned about it, and she didn't know whose hands the treasure fell into in the end.
Moreover, this also explains very well why when Ancestor Mo showed his power and when millions of military camps in the Northern Desert were buried alive, all the ancestors who had lived for hundreds of years disappeared. It turns out that they have not come back yet.
Woolen cloth.
It turned out that the master had left, otherwise he would have sensed it when being chased by Patriarch Mo, and then she would not have been in danger many times.
"Little junior sister, do you have something to do with Master?" Ziran said with a smile, "Why don't we stay at Yunwu Peak, maybe Master will come back tomorrow."
The mountain was cold and cold, and Ziyu was a martial arts fanatic who only liked practicing martial arts. Ziran was going crazy with loneliness, so he wanted to take the opportunity to abduct his junior sister and live there.
However, how could Nangong Liuyun be able to fulfill his wish?
"Are you sure Master Rong Yun will come back tomorrow?" Nangong Liuyun's tall figure stood upright, and the sun shone on him, casting a layer of brilliance like a god's.
What a terrifying deterrent. Ziran felt the vague intimidation emanating from Nangong Liuyun, and he was immediately surprised.
When he came to Yunwu Peak with his little junior sister in his arms that day, the coercion emanating from his body was already terrifying. Unexpectedly, it had only been a long time since he last saw him, and he would become much stronger! Monster, he is simply a monster! If I remember correctly, this
This coercion seemed to be aimed specifically at him. He didn't want to be remembered by such a monster.
Ziran wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "This... I can't be sure." Even if the robbery of the treasure is over, who knows whether the master will go shopping elsewhere on a whim?