"Master..." Ziran shook his head, "Master has not come back after he left last time."

He is the only one in this Yunwu Peak.

When Nangong Liuyun heard this, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and a cold light shot towards Ziran: "Are you there?"

"Yes, it's really not here, otherwise the junior sister would be so injured. Even if you don't invite her, the master would have come out long ago." Ziran said naturally.

He said as he tiptoed to look at his junior sister.

Alas, when the junior sister went out, she was suffering a lot. She lost a lot of weight and was skinny. She was so pitiful.

Nangong Liuyun suddenly stood up, and his eyes burst out with a sharp light: "Take good care of Luoluo."

Before he finished speaking, the figures of others remained unchanged.

Ziran's eyes flashed slightly.

This man's speed has reached the level of supernatural power. Although he is not as fast as his master, he is not far away...

So young, but so lucky... Ziran shook his head.

The gap between people is sometimes really big.

However, with the opportunity to take care of the junior sister openly, Senior Brother Ziran would naturally not refuse.

He walked quickly towards Su Luo, pulled her wrist and began to take the pulse.

This pulse was taken to make Ziran scare.

The junior sister's pulse is weak and intermittent. If she doesn't look carefully, she will not be able to diagnose it at all.

Ziran checked it up and down again, and his face became very ugly.

No wonder the man kept asking for his master. In this world, I am afraid that only the master could cure the junior sister's injury.

Just as Ziran was thinking about it, suddenly, the entire Yunwu Peak shook!

Immediately afterwards, there was a shocking sound!

"Juefeng Tower!" Ziran's expression changed suddenly.

Juefeng Pagoda is the place where Master practices. What happened now?

Ziran ran out without saying a word.

As soon as he walked to the door, he saw the Juefeng Tower, which was towering into the sky in the distance, collapsed with a bang!

Juefeng Pagoda, which was blessed by the master's mind power, actually fell down?

At this time, when Juefeng Tower fell, a terrifying figure appeared in the sky.

I saw him delivering his hands behind him, his ink-colored robe shining with wind, his face was like Shura from hell, cold and cruel.

Juefeng Tower was actually pushed down by him!

Ziran's face was pale and pointed at Nangong Liuyun, who looked like a god in the air, and could not speak for a long time.

This, this person is so brave!

Nangong Liuyun landed on the ground as if no one was around, and she looked towards Su Luo's yard without looking sideways.

"You—" Ziran called out to Nangong Liuyun, who was in a hurry.

"Is there something wrong?" Nangong Liuyun frowned slightly.

According to his previous temper, he has always ignored others.

However, considering that this person is a senior alchemist and can barely use it before Master Rong Yun comes back, he decided to give Ziran a chance to speak.

Ziran was glared at by him, and the words were stumbled in his throat, neither up nor down.

"That's where the master practices." In the end, Ziran decided to tell the truth.

Nangong Liuyun nodded to show that he knew.

"That's the symbol of Yunwu Peak!" Ziran was anxious.

Nangong Liuyun nodded silently.

Ziran has such a good temper and is also annoyed by Nangong Liuyun. He glared at Nangong Liuyun with anger: "Master is back, let's see how you explain to him!"

Nangong Liuyun's expression remained unchanged, and she only frowned slightly: "It's best if you can make him angry."
Chapter completed!