But he soon cheered up and the smile on his face remained.

This is how she has survived these years. If she gives up on herself in this sect without warmth, how can she survive? In this sect with no warmth, how can she survive?

In the eyes of others, she, Luo Xiaoyao, is naive and ignorant, but in Luo Xiaoyao's own eyes, this is how she lives.

If we were not so optimistic, would we be in despair all day long?

Xiaoyao was living a very hard life, and she didn't want to lose the optimism that made her feel better.

"I will come again in a few days." She shouted.

She learned the weapons by herself, but it was very difficult. She now urgently needs a soldier, otherwise she would not be able to refine many spiritual weapons that require a lot of energy.

Since the spirit weapon cannot be refined, she naturally cannot become stronger. She is already not young, and the difficulty of advancing will be even slimmer as she grows older.

There were sneers on everyone's lips. It was no use after several attempts.

Sincerely speaking, there is no such thing as metal and stone opening up.

Luo Xiaoyao glanced at Shu Hongzhi and the others, with a trace of envy flashing in his eyes.

If her master was still there, maybe she, Luo Xiaoyao, could be like them...

She felt a little disappointed and was ready to leave. No.

The next moment, she paused and saw Su Xuan out of the corner of her eye.

"This person... is very strange." She thought, and subconsciously wanted to ask Su Xuan if he would like to be her soldier.

But soon, a strange look flashed in her eyes.

"This guy...is a good guy." Looking at Su Xuan's jerky movements, she couldn't help but complain. But

The next moment, she was shaken up.

"The food is good. If he is good at it, he may become my soldier. And he is so young. With me teaching him, he will be able to grow up even if he has no brains."
Chapter completed!