"Master!" The voices of Dust Feng and the others recalled Luo Ci's thoughts, and as soon as they appeared, the masked men fled.

Luo Ci glanced at them lightly, and Chen Feng was a little embarrassed, after all, there was a girl crying on the master's shoulder, which was an unprecedented thing.

In their eyes, Master was dressed in pure white and immaculate clothes, and it seemed that he had never seen the slightest stain on them.

"Miss Mu, don't cry, those bad guys have been beaten away!" Zifeng hurriedly said, afraid that she would cry too much, and wiped her tears and snot on the master.

Fan Lingshu also knew that it was enough, pretended to wipe his tears, slowly retreated, lowered his head and said, "Thank you Qingyin Immortal Jun." ”

"You're welcome." Luo Ci glanced at her arm, her clothes were torn and dripping blood, "You're injured, come here." ”

Fan Lingshu had to approach him again, open his sleeves, a big wound, those few little minions, let her catch it, absolutely disassembled!

Luo Ci took out the wound medicine, and Dusty Feng hurriedly said, "Master, let the disciple come." ”

He was afraid that the master would find this kind of thing troublesome.

Fan Lingshu was about to walk towards Dusty Feng, but his wrist was pinched by him, there was no expression on his indifferent face, and his tone was very light, but there was no doubt: "You go and see that girl." ”

"Oh, yes." Only then did they see Yu Zhao sitting on the ground stupidly, and hurriedly went over to check if she was injured.

Fan Lingshu was particularly disappointed, why couldn't she stay away from Luo Ci?

The medicine was sprinkled on the wound, and it hurt a little, and Fan Lingshu withdrew his hand.

Luo Ci hesitated for a moment and said, "Bear with me." ”

Fan Lingshu looked at him carefully medicating himself, and his heart was a little complicated, they should never have such a harmonious relationship.

"Qingyin Immortal." In order to alleviate her boredom, she had no choice but to say anything, "Your fairy sword, can mortals also go up?" ”

The last time he asked Edgeworth to send her back, he refused.

Dusty Feng, who didn't know the reason for this paragraph, interjected: "Miss Mu, Master's fairy sword has spirituality, and if it is not approved by Master, it will not be able to go up." ”

"Oh." Fan Lingshu despised it in his heart, cut, the shit fairy road, a broken sword and a temper!

didn't send her with a sword before daring to love, or because Luo Ci's above-the-top personality looked down on her as a mortal at all.

Luo Ci didn't say anything, and after dressing her with medicine, he let go of her hand and stepped aside.

"Miss Mu, she is not injured, she is just a little frightened, don't worry." Dusty Feng said.

"Thank you." Fan Lingshu glanced back at Luo Ci and said, "Qingyin Immortal Monarch, thank you for saving me again, I will definitely come to the mansion to thank you in person another day." ”

What she said was just kind words, and she knew that Luo Ci would not be taken seriously, let alone like it, and his personality was quite difficult to get along with.

Who knows, before she finished speaking, Luo Ci turned around and said, "Okay." ”

Brahma Lingshu: ...... What about the Qingyin Immortal who has no desires and no desires?

Chenfeng drove over in the carriage and said, "Miss Mu, Miss Yuzhao, get in the carriage." ”

Fan Lingshu had no choice but to help Yuzhao up, and he was extremely puzzled along the way.

The wind was strong and cold on the edge of the cliff, and the snow-white robes fluttered in the wind.

Luo Ci's hand behind him was gently tucked into his sleeve, as if he was afraid that the wind would blow away the temperature of his fingertips.

Just shook her hand.

"Master, those people seem to be from the Jin Palace." Zifeng stepped forward and said, "A lot of things have happened in the past two days, and King Jin has been affected, and he may have a grudge against Miss Mu......