Yun Ruohan stretched out his hand and rubbed his hair, with a gentle and doting expression: "Xiaoqi, you only need to do what you think is right. The rest has nothing to do with you, and it has nothing to do with our Xiaoyao Sect."

Mu Yan also smiled: "Floating Island is your home court. If Xiaoqi wants to fight, we will fight. If you say you want to fight, we will fight wherever you want to fight. If you can't beat it, at worst, let our perverted third senior brother play tricks."

The third senior brother Yun Danfengqing, who is called a perverted and plays foolish tricks, has a gentle smile, as if he is not talking about him.

The voice said lightly: "Actually, what the junior sister wants to say is that Xiaoqi, you can do whatever you want, and you can't beat him. You can also summon Master Mo to bully the small ones for the big ones."

"Puchi--!"

"Is this the saying that ward off evil spirits - come on, hurt each other!"

Chu Moli looked over with a smile, "Do you want to try it Xiaowu?"

"It's free!" Ling Yusheng was so scared that he almost jumped three feet high. "We normal people don't want to participate in the battle between you perverts."

Listening to the jokes of the senior brothers, Luo Yu felt that the haze in his heart slowly dissipated.

Mu Yan swept across the tense scene, his voice was crisp and pleasant, but his tone was indescribable and arrogant: "Xiaoqi, you have to remember that the floating island is not our end, it is just a place where we temporarily rest when we pass by."

And their goals are very high and far.

Perhaps it is the peak of the clouds.

Maybe it is the sea of ​​stars.

So many years have passed, and Master Shi Qing never mentioned Luo Yu's life experience, nor even instilled in him the idea of ​​revenge.

Why?

Is it really just because of concerns about their safety?

Luoyu remembered that a long time ago, Master said: "There are causes and consequences in the world. Some evil debts are not repaid, but the time is not repaid, and it is just that there is no repaid on you."

Luoyu was just a very young child at that time, and he couldn't understand what the master was saying.

So he blinked his ignorant big eyes and asked, "What retribution? Who is it?"

The master did not answer him, but touched his head and said, "It's nothing. The master just hopes that Xiao Luoyu remembers that people cannot live in memory and the past. People who are addicted to the past and cannot extricate themselves will one day blind their eyes and will never find a way out. One day they will lose the most cherished and important things in front of them."

A bright smile slowly appeared on Luo Yu's face, and the dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible.

Suddenly, he bent his knees and sat down cross-legged: "I decided not to help each other for the time being. They love fighting and revenge, and I will not be with you anymore."

Mu Yan curled the corners of his lips and said aloud: "Everyone in Xiaoyao City follows the order!"

"Stay on the spot and stand by, let's eat melons and watch the show."

"Well, General Wei, Ruiniang, if you don't want to see it, you might as well work hard to buy some fruit and pastries for us."

Leng Yumo and his men who had just sat down immediately said: "If you want melon seeds, you must have melon seeds. Can watching a show without melon seeds be called watching a show!"

The defending monk and the butcher, Rui Niang and others looked at each other, and then drifted away like a wandering soul.

When they came back with a large pile of fruits and fruits in storage bags and handed them to Mu Yan and the others, the torture of the soul echoed in their heads.

Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?

The most terrifying thing is that the 100,000 Xiaoyao Army also followed suit, chose representatives to go out to buy fruits and pastries, and then sat down in groups of three or three, watching the show while chatting happily.
Chapter completed!