He Xuewei saw that his face was not very good, and asked with concern: "What's the matter, Nephew Shen, is there something wrong with your body? I will go back and ask Uncle Wei to take a good look for you. I guess you are exhausted from the experience these days." Now, go back and have a good rest."

The corners of Shen Linan's mouth curled up reluctantly, and he said nonchalantly: "Nephew is fine, thank you for your concern."

"It's fine," He Xuewei breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to a place full of Li Tianzong disciples, "Then you go there and wait for me first, and I'll go in to see if there are any disciples I missed."

"Yes, Auntie." As soon as the words fell, Shen Lin'an hurried away, his staggering back seemed to be running away.

He didn't notice the strange look in Xuewei's eyes behind him.

After walking around inside, and after confirming with Xuewei that there were no disciples who had not returned to the team, they arranged for them to return to Li Tianzong.

Shen Lin'an was taciturn along the way, while the other disciples were chattering non-stop. This trip was fruitful, and they all looked forward to the next experience in the secret realm.

Ji Yang was also silent like him, with the same complicated composition.

……

To say that Su Qin gained the most from the experience this time, he upgraded the service of killing monsters, saw a person clearly by the way, picked up another person, and pieced together, it was considered saturated.

At Su Qin's couple ceremony, Rong Luo even went to drink a glass of wine, but he didn't know his physique, so he poured it down after drinking a glass.

In the end, Cen Chu brought him back.

Rong Luo got drunk and lost his mind. Originally, he wanted to transmit the sound to Mo Qingshuang thousands of miles away, and asked him to take him back, but he accidentally transmitted the wrong message.

The most important thing is that Cen Chu, an old man, condescended to his dignity, and specially ran down from the top of the mountain, he was so moved.

Note that it is "carrying", not "collaring".

Rong Luo, who is over 100 years old, looked like a little chick in front of Cen Chu, grabbed the back of his head by the collar, lifted it up easily with one hand, and walked out of the hall swaggeringly.

Rong Luo: Good news, the master is here; bad news, the master is embarrassing with him.

Everyone present: This is Jiaheng Immortal Venerable?Not sure, take another look.

But Cen Chu didn't give them this chance, they disappeared in the blink of an eye, the speed seemed to be just their illusion.

Cen Chu didn't take him back to the place where he lived, but took him to his cave, and threw him mercilessly on the white jade bed that Rong Luo dug for him specially.

When the cheek touched the warm white jade, Rong Luo rubbed it comfortably, then turned over and fell asleep directly, even making a small snoring sound.

Cen Chu: ...

Noisy.

Cen Chu was very disgusted with his mouth, but his body was very sincere, sitting at the end of the bed and continuing to meditate, it was all because Rong Luo took his place.

Moreover, Rong Luo sleeps honestly, turning over from time to time, kicking Cen Chu.

Cen Chu frowned and moved back, approaching the corner of the wall.

It was as if Rong Luo was equipped with a GPS. No matter where Cen Chu moved, he could always find Cen Chu precisely, and then put his legs on him. What's more, Rong Luo kicked him.

Cen Chu: ...

I'm so annoying.

Cen Chu also had nothing to do with him, instead of making the last struggle, he let Rong Luo put his cold feet in his arms to keep warm.

After practicing ice spells for a long time, my body has turned into a block of ice. Even in the hot summer, I won't sweat, it's too cold.

Cen Chu is also a piece of ice, but Rong Luo always likes to say that his body is warm, and he doesn't know what's wrong.

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