The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

He threw the peach branch together with the small jade bottle into Yunyin Lianyue's hands casually: "Take it, there is already her soul on this peach branch, no matter where you go, as long as you have Her scattered soul fragments will have a trace of induction on this peach branch, the closer you are, the stronger the induction, with this, it will be easier to gather her soul again."

Yun Yin hurriedly caught it with both hands, held it carefully in his hand, looked at the peach branch in the jade vase in his hand, his nose became sore, and his eyes were slightly red: "Thank you, Master."

Thousands of words can only be reduced to this one sentence, and this one sentence expresses the innumerable gratitude in his heart...

Yun Yin left month after month, he left with full of hope, his tall and handsome back gradually disappeared into the depths of the flowers and trees——

"Master, if it's okay, the disciple will also leave..." Zi Sang Hewan bowed to bid farewell, perhaps because he stood for too long, his complexion became even worse. [

Di Shiyin's eyes fell on him, and he paused for a moment: "Hewan, your skills are almost the same, and you are ready to become a teacher..."

Zi Sang Hewan's face changed slightly, and he knelt down: "Master, this disciple was originally an orphan, even if he went down the mountain, he would have nowhere to go. This disciple is willing to stay and protect Luojia Mountain for the rest of his life..."

Di Shiyin said lightly: "Hewan, seriously, you are not an orphan. You are the son of Miao Ziqian, the right prime minister of Qirui Kingdom. Your father committed the crime of treason and was executed by the whole family. You are still a young child. Now that your father has been avenged, and you are my apprentice, if you go back, you should be named the protector of the country, and you can make your own career..."

Zi Sang Hewan was stunned suddenly, he always thought that he was just a child of a commoner family, his parents died of poverty and illness, but he didn't expect this kind of background, he was stunned for a long time, not knowing how to react.

As long as he can remember, he has been by Di Shiyin's side, cultivating his mind and nature, and also he has a peaceful temperament and is indifferent to fame and fortune. Therefore, over the years, he has become more like a Taoist disciple who doesn't care about worldly things.

Such a bleak, bloody and feuding life experience did not stir up much waves in his heart. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then raised his head again: "Master, since this disciple knows his life experience, he should go back and pay homage to him as a child. Lilu is like floating clouds in the past to my disciples. I just want to stay in Luojia Mountain to practice Taoism, and I have no interest in being a guardian of the country. I would like to go back to Linrui Kingdom. I will return to the mountain after the sacrifice. I beg the master not to drive away the cranes. Night……"

After speaking, he knelt down and kowtowed.

Di Shiyin's eyes were fixed on his face for a moment, and he didn't speak for a while.

Zi Sanghe fell on the ground late, and did not dare to get up: "I hope Master will help you."

Luo Qingyu always feels a little guilty towards Zi Sang Hewan. Seeing him like this, he looks like he sincerely wants to stay on the mountain. Master, since He Wan wants to stay, let's stay temporarily, those disciples at the foot of the mountain also need someone to control them, don't they?"

Di Shiyin glanced at her, which made Luo Qingyu's heart skip a beat for no reason.

I just feel that although his glance looks calm and breezy, it seems to have a deep meaning...

She was wondering what was wrong with his eyes, when Di Shiyin said leisurely, "Hewan, you go back and recognize your ancestors first, and then you can come back if you really don't want to stay in Linrui Kingdom."

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The past few days of Chinese New Year are as busy as a spinning top, alas, Chinese New Year is more tiring than fighting...