The girl popped up from behind the boy and asked doubtfully: "Don't you want to eat?"

The big man transformed into a scalper smiled and pulled her away, so that only the boy in blue was left standing at the door, while the old man sat at the top, holding a cup of tea in his hand, and said with a smile: "Come Wu Huo

It’s over.”

Qi Wuhuo held up his hands, carrying the sword box behind his back, and stood straight.

"yes."

The old man looked at him, stroking his beard and sighing for a long time, and said: "My Taoist lineage is all about fate."

"The teacher chooses the disciple."

"Disciples also have to choose their teachers."

"It comes and goes, but it's not forced."

The old man smiled helplessly:

"But, I have said it several times, [Remember your name], [Remember your name], but you still don't understand?"

"I have been traveling around the world for so many years, but I have never thought that I would have to speak out about this matter in person."

"Should I say you have an upright and upright personality, or you have a tough mouth."

"Ha...that's all, I'll just come."

The old man seemed quite emotional, and then he put down the tea in his hand.

Raise your hand to straighten your clothes and touch your sleeves.

The long river outside was calm and had turned black. The waves were sparkling like thousands of stars. The wind blew by and the ripples spread out. But everyone here was quiet except for the old man who spoke.

With a calm face, a straight face, and a gentle look, he asked:

"How about it, Wu Huo."
Chapter completed!