Ling Xuanluo and Jiang Nanjun sent Shao Tian and the others away, and returned to the entrance of Jiluo Mountain, and found that many people in the mountain, whether they were immortals, had come out to greet them. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As the leader of the Spirit Scout Army, the two generals of the soldiers and tigers were the first to welcome the fight. With their bowing, all the people who were waiting for them bowed down and shouted in unison: "See the little boy and Mr. Jiangnan, welcome the two back to the mountain!" Congratulations to the little boy for successfully passing the Tongxian Ceremony and being promoted to Jiluo Liuxian!"

Ling Xuanluo had discussed with Jiang Nanjun before that he wanted to get in from the back mountain of Jiluo Mountain, just to avoid this grand welcome scene. In his heart, these people are his close family members, so why should they be distinguished from his family?

He fell into panic all of a sudden, first pulled up the soldiers, and then said to Dou Dou: "Dou Dou get up quickly, beckoning everyone to get up! Xuan Luo has not returned for a long time, why did he come back this time, but instead he became separated from you? Although I was lucky enough to pass the immortal test and gave birth to a fairy root, I just want to be as close to you as I did in the past. When you meet so politely, don't you want to torment me?"

was arguing anxiously, and Old Sanguo came over.

The three old men hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they didn't look like they had changed, their faces were still red, and their silver hair and beard were fluttering. It's just that Jiluo Mountain has experienced countless disasters in a short period of time, and their previous breeze and moonlight and complacent posture have been replaced by an indescribable sense of vicissitudes.

Mu Guo was the oldest, so he always spoke first, rubbed his eyes and said, "Zhu Cui Qiu Mound, the ceremony cannot be wasted." Even though the little boy has affection for us in his heart, he has taken over the affairs of the entire Jiluo Mountain according to the order of Xi Muxian, so it is necessary to separate respect and humility with us! Not only that, you have been promoted to become an immortal, you are still a Jiluo Liuxian, and you are the generalissimo of the three armies ordered by your aunt, even if you do this welcome gift, it is still thin, how can you shirk it?"

Although his expression was pedantic, the truth contained in it made everyone nod.

Lin Guolao also sighed: "When the little boy returns from this trip, he must have experienced the ordeal of nine deaths and a lifetime before he can stand in front of us again." Even if we don't mention the gift of the saint, our worship to you is also from the heart, and you deserve it in our eyes!"

His words were more emotional than Mu Guolao, and when everyone saw Ling Xuanluo, they were already filled with joy and sorrow, and then thought of Xi Muxian who was hanging on the mountain, many people cried out loud, choked up and nodded yes.

Almost all of them were hushing around Ling Xuanluo and asking for warmth. Although Jiang Nanjun was left out in the cold, he was also touched by this reunion scene and quietly wiped away his tears.

At this time, there was a person who walked up to him, his lips squirmed for a long time, and he didn't say a word, he simply pulled his clothes, knelt down on his knees, and hit his head at his feet, his shoulders couldn't stop heaving.

Jiang Nanjun was not surprised when he was suddenly bowed down, but he smiled and said, "Yan Immortal is exempt", and then reached out to hug him.

Being able to see the old man he saved back then in this place, he felt relieved again. Yan Xian touched his wrist, and was shocked to find that his left sleeve was empty, and his hand did not know where to go, and he suddenly looked up in shock.

Jiang Nanjun held up Yan Xian with his arm, and Yan Xian didn't have time to ask him why he lost his left hand, so he already held the empty sleeve and couldn't cry.

Although everyone present was calling in their hearts the name that made them miss every day, Aunt Ximu, after seeing Ling Xuanluo, no one dared to call out this name directly.

They just persistently believe that with the spirit of the immortals, the son of Jiangnan, and those who fought side by side with them, Aunt Ximu would be rescued from the mountain sooner or later, and like the little boy, she would return to Jiluo Mountain.

(To be continued.) )