Because that's where his roots are.

"The poor monk will go to the world with fellow Taoists." Monk Linghui jumped from the Nine Yins of the Netherworld to Luo Jun's head.

"No need." Luo Jun refused.

Monk Linghui said: "Fellow Taoist, you have made too many enemies. If you don't have a poor monk to help you hide your aura, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back alive."

Lin Feng also said: "Third brother, let him stay with you."

Luo Jun was silent for a moment and then acquiesced.

"Big brother, second brother, I'm leaving now. Take care!" Luo Jun said at last.

Lin Feng and Qin Lin couldn't say a word.

They said goodbye many times, but they were afraid that this goodbye would be forever.

Although they also have Mo Wu as a sworn sworn friend, Mo Wu is too far away from their circle after all. There are too many emotions and life and death between them.

This is something Mo Wu cannot understand.

After Lin Feng was silent for a long time, he said: "As long as I still have breath, I will find a way to help you resurrect Ling'er. I will also take care of your brothers and sisters. And Lan Tingyu, I will kill him with my own hands. This is what I want for you

promise."

Qin Lin said: "Me too!"

Luo Jun smiled and said: "If we can't meet again, I hope we can have another life."

Afterwards, Luo Jun turned around and entered the Prajna Sky Boat.

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