Chapter 49 Ning Xi
Sang Luo was thinking.

But the next moment, a young man appeared not far away, wearing a light blue gown embroidered with Xuanyuanzong's cloud pattern, with broken hair fluttering in the wind on his forehead, exuding a natural and unrestrained style.

Sang Luo recognized the boy at a glance, it was Su Changluo in his youth.

Su Changluo, who has not yet become the number one talisman formation master in the Cangwu Realm, and has not yet shouldered the heavy burden of Xuanyuanzong.

And the young Su Changluo was followed by a little girl who followed suit. The little girl was about eleven or twelve years old, and she was more than a head shorter than him. She was wearing a white cotton dress, soft and sticky.

Looking at the outline of her face, Sang Luo was stunned. She is... that purple-clothed female ghost?
Su Changluo in his youth greeted the boy who was holding Sang Luo,

"Brother Moming? Are you raising cats again?"

As he spoke, he wanted to hug Sang Luo in his arms familiarly, but the young man dodged calmly.

The young Su Changluo pouted,
"Tsk, you're still so precious, you kitten."

'Moming' didn't answer, looking at the girl behind Su Changluo,

"This is?"

Su Changluo patted his sleeve, raised his chin,

"My newly recruited apprentice down the mountain, come, Xiaoxi, to meet your Uncle Wuming!"

The girl timidly poked her head out from behind Su Changluo,

"Ning Xi, pay my respects to Uncle Mo Ming."

'Moming' nodded, Su Changluo yawned lazily, and began to reach out to ask his junior brother for a gift,
"As an uncle, don't you know how to give your nephew a meeting gift?"

'Moming' took out a high-grade spiritual weapon sword from the Qiankun bag, and threw it to Ning Xi.

Ning Xi took the sword and quickly thanked him in fear,

"Ning Xi, thank you uncle."

Su Changluo, on the other hand, rolled his eyes unceremoniously, and said in disgust,

"I am a talisman master, and my apprentice is naturally a talisman master, why did you give her the sword?"

The young man lazily rolled his eyelids,

"Brother, Master is looking for you."

Su Changluo's eyes suddenly widened upon hearing this,
"What, Master is looking for me, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

As he spoke, he hurried towards the direction of Cangyun Mountain.

But just after walking a few steps, she backed away again, pushing Ning Xi to the side of 'Mo Ming',
"You help me take my little apprentice to the deacon's hall to go through the formalities, and I will come back as soon as I go."

Ning Xi, the little girl who just went up the mountain, stared at Mo Ming with her big innocent eyes,
"Uncle Master..."

Sang Luo lay in the arms of 'Moming' and looked at the direction Su Changluo was leaving in a hurry, blinking his eyes, the uncle Changluo in his youth was also so unreliable.

Ning Xi liked the snow-white kitten in 'Moming''s arms, and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch it.

But the young man dodged indifferently and walked ahead,

"follow me."

Ning Xi's ears turned red, and she whispered,
"Oh, good uncle."

The young man strode ahead, while Ning Xi followed closely behind.

Sang Luo poked his head out from the boy's arms, looked at the young girl behind him, tilted his head slightly,
"It turns out that the female ghost used to look like this."

It was just picked up from the mortal world, it was soft and sticky, as if anyone could go up and pinch it.

How did it become what it was later on?

Could it be... Sang Luo held up the cat's paw and scratched his head. Could it be a vulgar master-student love story, love can't be loved, it's blackened, right?

Uncle Changluo, does he still have such a shocking past?
What role does he play in this?

 Sang Luo becomes Sang Meow~
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