Although Murong Chunyu has never read what the letter Sun Biqing wrote for Master Shi Lin is, it can probably be guessed.

It must be related to the word "love".

If it weren't for this, Master Shi Lin wouldn't have cried so sadly just now.

I think this matter cannot be accepted for a while, no matter who it is put on, it may still need to wait for the passage of time to slowly digest it in my heart.

Master Shi Lin knew very well about the inside of Shaolin Temple. Monk Kongxin and the Eighteen Arhats were instantly destroyed by his martial arts. None of the monks in Shaolin Temple would leave this matter alone.

He will definitely try his best to chase him up and force him to hand over the "Sichuan Silkworm Art", and most likely he will impose greater punishment on him.

Since Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu were reluctant to let go for a while, and Wang Junyuan was still so young, Master Shi Lin had to take the last trace of true energy in his body and he had to take the three of them down the mountain with him.

Although it only took more than half an hour for Zhao Rui and Murong Chunyu to walk from the foot of the mountain to the middle of the mountain, it only took more than half an hour, but it was easy to come and go.

Master Shi Lin had no way to walk the path they had taken before, because if he walked from there, he would definitely meet the inside staff of Shaolin Temple who were chasing him after hearing the news.

So Master Shi Lin could only take a long way to take a long way, and it took two full hours to do so. At that time, the sky was already bright.

The hot and hot sun shines on the earth and shines brightly on thousands of miles. Master Shi Lin finally can no longer run.

He sat crookedly beside a big locust tree, and even he was weak when he spoke.

"You three go down the mountain quickly, don't worry about me!"

Master Shi Lin said this and kept coughing wildly.

Seeing this, Wang Junyuan was so scared that he burst into tears. He quickly grabbed Master Shi Lin's hand and said anxiously: "Master, your kindness to me is as heavy as Mount Tai. I will never leave you alone in any case."

"I, Wang Junyuan, was born alone and helpless, and even if I die by your side, I will never be able to leave!"

Murong Chunyu also said: "No, Master Shi Lin, you are a crucial person to the founder of our Tianquan Sect. How can I leave you alone?"

Zhao Rui's heart was tightly gripped. After just two hours of long journey, Master Shi Lin was probably completely exhausted.

Just to avoid the entanglement of Shaolin Temple and others, he forced himself to use the true energy of the "Sky Silkworm Art" in his body to maintain this crazy run.

Besides, Master Shi Lin was already old and quite old, and he could persist in carrying the three of them on his back for two or ten people.

If it weren't for the true energy of "The Legend of Silkworms" in his body, he wouldn't be able to achieve it anyway.

Master Shi Lin smiled bitterly at this time, looking at Murong Chunyu and Wang Junyuan and said, "No need to persevere anymore. Anyway, I will die here no matter what. I have no hope of survival."
Chapter completed!