If Rong Luo can't make it, there will be no next chance.

……

Rong Luo ran desperately, not daring to relax at all, until he entered the city gate, he found a wall to support him, panting heavily, the broken hair on his forehead was all wet with sweat, and his face was flushed.

"You're tired from running, wipe off your sweat."

Suddenly, a hand stretched out in front of him, holding a plain handkerchief with only a red plum flower embroidered on it.

Guess why he saw the plum blossom clearly, it was because the handkerchief almost got into his eyes.

Rong Luo: "..."

His eyes blurred, and he fainted from fright, and the owner of that hand subconsciously caught his fallen body.

Having just finished the strenuous exercise, she was already exhausted and was suddenly frightened twice. Before she fell into a coma, Rong Luo was thinking why there were so many weird people.

Rong Luo is too small, he looks like a kitten in front of him, looking from behind him, Rong Luo can't be seen at all, completely blocked.

Feeling his frantically beating heartbeat, he realized that he seemed to have frightened the child.

Out of the feeling of guilt in his heart, he hugged Rong Luo horizontally, and disappeared in the same place in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.

Rong Luo was woken up by the cold, it was not ordinary cold, this kind of cold was colder than he slept in the ruined temple with air leakage in winter, he vaguely seemed to see the old beggar coming to pick him up.

Rong Luo's hand was about to reach out, when the old beggar suddenly hit him with a stick, "You unfilial son, you ran down after I've been dead for a long time, go back quickly."

Rong Luo felt aggrieved and wanted to cry. He finally saw him, and he was about to drive him away before he could say a word.

"My dear boy, why are you crying?"

As soon as Rong Luo finished crying, he heard a voice calling him. He opened his eyes in a daze, and was facing the enlarged version of his face. He was startled and almost followed the old beggar. .

Rong Luo quickly sat up, moved to the innermost place, leaned his back against the wall, grabbed the quilt with his hands, and stared at him. Because he was so frightened, it took him a long time to find his voice, and because he was too scared. It was cold, and the upper and lower teeth kept fighting, rattling, "You, who are you?"

The person who was asked was stunned for a while, and then suddenly smiled. Even the white plum blossoms in the vase behind him were not as beautiful as his smile, "I am your master, apprentice, you fainted in Yingcheng earlier, It was my teacher who saved you, I asked you how to repay my teacher for saving my life, it was you who said that you wanted to be my teacher's apprentice."

Rong Luo: "..." He really couldn't help but want to scold people, but he couldn't swear when he saw his face. It's so beautiful, and he thought it was a dream woven for him by the old beggar. .

He has never seen a good one in his life, and it is worth seeing it for a while when he dies, and he has not lived in vain in this life.

The people outside the door heard the movement in the room and knew that Rong Luo had woken up. After knocking on the door, they opened the door and came in with a bowl of steaming medicine in their hands.

Rong Luo stared helplessly at the man who was smiling like a charming fox just now, the moment the man came in, he restrained the smile on his face, and his face turned into ice in seconds, with a little more carelessness in his eyes. The expressionless appearance makes people dare not even breathe.

"Master, the medicine has been decocted." He Xuewei held the medicine in her hand, but looked at Rong Luo, and smiled at him friendly, with kindness all over her body.

Tears welled up in Rong Luo's eyes, and he finally saw a normal person.

"Give it to the teacher, and the teacher will watch him drink it in person." Cen Chu took the medicine bowl from her and sent her to leave quickly.

He Xuewei wanted to take a second look at this little junior who was brought back by the master himself, but was kicked out by him and her master. The master is really cold-blooded and ruthless, so I hope not to scare the little junior.

As soon as he and Xuewei left, Cen Chu immediately took off his disguise and waved to Rong Luo, "Come on, little apprentice, I will feed you the medicine personally for the teacher."

Rong Luo was very resistant in his heart, but he moved forward slowly, sat down in front of Cen Chu, and said cautiously: "I, I'll just do it myself."

Cen Chu didn't think much about it, and gave it to him directly. He had never done this before, and it would be bad if his little apprentice was scalded. His little apprentice is so cute.

When he woke up, he stayed in Li Tianzong and never went out. One day he received a call inexplicably, he obeyed his heart, and finally found Rong Luo.

When the person was held in his arms, he knew he had found the right person, that is why he thought it was a child, he would be a cultivator like him.

But it doesn't matter, he can teach, this person will be his little apprentice in the future, so I decided happily.

Rong Luo, who is still in a coma, somehow has an extra teacher, or is it the person he wants to learn as a teacher, the pie in the sky really fell, and it fell on his head precisely?

Rong Luo took the medicine and drank it down in one gulp, drinking the medicine with a heroic spirit like drinking alcohol. The medicine looked like it was still smoking, but it didn't burn his mouth at all.

"You are so good," Cen Chu said in admiration, the child is very obedient, "you will be much better if you drink the medicine for two more days, they are all great tonic medicines, because you haven't drawn qi into your body yet, so it's not suitable for you yet. Take pills, and it doesn't work."

The elixirs are all made from medicinal materials with aura, and he has no aura, so eating them is no different from eating jelly beans.

"So, who are you and where am I?" Rong Luo asked again.

Cen Chu tilted his head, "Who am I? My name is Cen Chu. Do you know me?"

Rong Luo shook his head. Although the surname Cen is rare, he has never heard of anyone named Cen Chu.

Cen Chu thought for a while and said, "They all call me Immortal Jiaheng, you should know me."

Rong Luo: "..."

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