Ye Wuse suddenly felt something was wrong when he said this, and then subconsciously glanced at Luo Enen.

"It makes sense, it makes sense." He obviously was too worried. Miss Luo continued to peck at rice with chickens, and didn't feel that any psychological darkness had anything to do with him.

Ye Wuse was relieved. With Miss Luo's thick nerves, if she had been worried about the fat white man for so many days, she would have gone to the burial of flowers long ago. How could she have lived to this day?

"It seems that he gave us these Xuanyou Emperor's Heart Flowers not only did not suffer any losses, but also made a big profit." Luo Enen said thoughtfully.

Putting aside Gu Fenghua's unique barbecue skills in the world, just talking about Lu Linfeng's relaxed and gentle smile when he was leaving, these Xuanyou Emperor's heart flowers will definitely be given away. The more the way of saint practice comes, the more important the mood becomes. For a saint, the subtle changes in the mood are often a matter of a moment.

Luo Enen didn't know if Lu Linfeng could succeed in practicing in the future, but she knew that the barriers in Lu Linfeng's heart had been smashed one by one. As long as he still remembers the smell of the barbecue, the gaps would never be closed. Will anyone forget that smell? Of course not, then what Ye Wuse is most worried about will never happen.

Gu Fenghua's smile that seemed to melt the ice and snow came back in his mind, and he also smiled silently with relief.

After washing away the dust, everyone was full of energy, completely different from the previous vicissitudes of life and despair. Seeing that the time was almost the same, they walked towards Yunchuan Sect.

At this time, the sky was already bright. From a distance, the waterfall was flowing and the mist was filled with water. The ancient mountain gate was shrouded in the mist. The Yunchuan Sect above were like a dragon traveling to the nine heavens, making it even more solemn.

"Fenghua, this is the token given to me by Lu Hanyu back then. You can go see him yourself. When he sees this token, he will definitely help him with all his strength." Gradually approaching the mountain gate, Liu Sanjue suddenly stopped and took out a token and said to Gu Fenghua.

The token is only half a palm-sized size, with a cloud-like waterfall carved on the front. It is the logo of Yunchuan Sect, and the word "cold" is engraved on the back. Looking closely, the edges of the token are mostly damaged, which is obviously extremely ancient. The seal-carved talisman array on it is very different from the current talisman array, and it is also the same ancient. Such tokens are usually used to prove their identity, and it is difficult for others to imitate.

"Master Liu, where are you going?" Gu Fenghua asked in surprise.

"It was my fault that I accidentally injured my senior brother and damaged his spiritual roots. If they wanted to explain, I would give them an explanation." Liu Sanjue said frankly without hiding it.

When he accidentally injured his senior brother, he actually felt guilty. When it was late at night, it was always hard to feel at ease when the old things were remembered. At this time, he finally decided not to escape. His mood suddenly became relaxed, and he became open-minded and calm.

"Then what will they do to you?" Luo Enen said worriedly.

Although she often quarrels with this old man, she also knew that this old man was not bad by nature and did not want him to go back to Yuding Sect to seek death.

"If you want to kill or cut, just let them." Liu Sanjue said lightly.

"No, you didn't do it on purpose. Even if you are really wrong, you should punish and punish as well as you should. Why should you hold on to you?" Seeing that the old man was really willing to die, Luo Enen said indignantly.
Chapter completed!