Wang Luo took the wontons, took a look at them, and started to devour them regardless of whether or not it would burn his mouth.
Zhu Yelang on the side looked at him and repeatedly advised him to eat slowly.
Wang Luo didn't listen at all and finished the payment in a few mouthfuls.
Zhu Yelang brought back the empty bowl. He didn't know what to say for a moment, so he just sighed.
Wang Luo stared out the window again, his eyes empty.
"That person is very powerful, you can't beat him."
Wang Luo nodded.
"Don't worry, there is no place in the world that you can't go to."
Wang Luo still nodded.
"The days are still long, and there is no need to rush along the journey of cultivation. If I go to a higher level, I will definitely bring back cousin Guan Ju."
Wang Luo still nodded.
"Wang Luo, I said you're done, right? Nodding, nodding, nodding, you're like an old hen, pecking at the rice." Zhu Yelang was extremely angry.
Wang Luo burst out laughing, his eyes suddenly returned to his senses, and he turned around and stared at Zhu Yelang: "Sure enough, the person who is close to the ink is black."
"What's the meaning?"
"I don't even believe what you said just now. It came from your mouth. I feel like it was Zhao Qianshu who said it."
Zhu Yelang turned his head impatiently: "Whoever is like him and is satisfied with swearing is not a gentleman!"
Wang Luo laughed again.
"Okay, just leave. Life has to go on as usual. It's just like what you said. It's not a separation of life and death." There was another sentence Wang Luo didn't say. What is his relationship with Guan Ju? Are they related?
He didn't say anything when he was defeated, so why should he, Wang Luo, say anything?
Wang Luo couldn't explain clearly. Maybe it was because Guan Ju was good to him, so Wang Luo had to be good to others.
This is Wang Luo's rule for people.
In Wang Luo's world, I will be good to anyone who is good to me.
If you treat me with sincerity, I will repay you with generosity.
It is said in the book that when practicing spiritual practice, the most taboo thing is to have a heavy mind. You must be undistracted and have a transparent mind.
Wang Luo, on the other hand, has a heavy mind and cannot let go of too many things.
"So, I will eat more, work harder, read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles in the future." Wang Luo said.
Zhu Yelang looked at him blankly, not knowing why he said this.
Wang Luo smiled and patted his shoulder: "Okay, don't worry about me. You should still worry about when we will arrive at Tai'an Sect, when we can get the things, and more importantly, how can we get them?"
Get it.”
After saying this, Zhu Yelang's face became calm: "I have been keeping in touch with my family. My grandfather is in good health and there is nothing serious. It's just that his illness has been a bit frequent recently."
Wang Luo nodded and smiled at Zhu Yelang: "We will set off tomorrow."
Zhu Yelang was stunned and said thank you.
"Strange!"
"Ha ha,,,"
On the third day after the summer solstice in Heyang, Wang Luo and his party left Jiangyao Town. They did not say hello to anyone before leaving and left quietly. Before leaving, Wang Luo left a letter and an object.
The letter was written to be personally signed by Miss Guan Buhui.