Having seen the strength of kuangjianzong and Fengyun Jianzong, Chang Wanfa and swing sword were deeply hit, while Han Yangshu and Chang Yingrong were also greatly shocked. At this time, there was no interest in traveling. I just wanted to go back to nanlizong as soon as possible to cultivate and improve my accomplishments.

Although the best way for Gu Fenghua and Luo en to improve their cultivation is to practice, they are not Gu Fenghua or Luo en. Their cultivation is far from the bottleneck. When they return to nanlizong, they can practice faster with the help of Jiuqiao lingxinmu.

"Well, I won't force it." Gu Fenghua knew that Han Yangshu was young and mature. He was indifferent on the surface, but in fact he was very independent. Obviously, he made such a decision after careful consideration, so he didn't persuade him.

"Keep these sacred pills." Gu Fenghua takes the token and gives Han Yangshu the holy pill refined last night.

Although there are still two elders present, Han Yangshu has long been identified as the only candidate for the little patriarch. It's only because his cultivation is a little weak for the time being that he didn't immediately entrust him with the important task. It's not too much for him to take care of these holy pills.

"Then I won't be polite to Uncle Gu. I also thank uncle Gu for the gift of Dan on behalf of nanlizong." Han Yang takes over Shengdan quickly and comfortably. Although he had to call Gu Fenghua martial uncle because of his seniority, he always regarded her as a friend in his heart, which was more generous than Chang Qiu.

"Martial uncle Gu and martial uncle Luo, I was wrong about everything in the past. I hope you don't take it seriously." Chang Yingrong is not as free and easy as he is. He thinks of his former small stomach and apologizes to the two humanitarians.

"I've told you all about the past. Don't keep it in mind." Gu Fenghua waved her hand and said, to tell you the truth, she really didn't take the previous little kindness and resentment to heart. If Chang Yingrong hadn't mentioned it, she would have forgotten it all.

"Well, I won't talk about it any more. We're going back to nanlizong. Have a good trip. " Chang Yingrong finally put aside the last trace of uneasiness in her heart and held the ceremony of the younger generation. She bowed deeply and said.

"I wish you two martial uncles and your predecessors a pleasant journey." Lin Zhentang also bowed himself to salute. In addition to being respectful, his eyes were more grateful.

Chang Wanfa and swing sword are in the way of their status, so they can't hold the ceremony of the younger generation. However, bowing down is also respectful and grateful.

"All right, all right, let's go." Gu Fenghua waved his hand and ran away from Chang Wanfa and others.

"What else do you forget to say?" Lorne said suddenly.

"What's that?" Gu Fenghua turned his head and saw the banter smile in Lorne's eyes.

"By the way, Yang Shu, Ying Rong, I forgot to wish you a good son At the same time, they turned back and yelled at Han Yangshu, who was leaving far away.

The figures stagnated at the same time, and two of them faltered and almost fell to the ground. Even far away, you can see two people's ears and neck instantly red.

"Ha ha ha..." light laughter, along the mountain wind far away.

Without Han Yangshu and others, Gu Fenghua and his party are much faster. Skimming through the air, I saw the undulating mountains passing quickly at my feet.

The leaves are colorless, and they haven't been relieved until now. Although they are in the middle of the sky and the cold wind blows on their faces, their faces are still slightly red.

"By the way, that Qingchi fairy is really you. When did you learn to write that kind of dog blood story?" Although master Yijie has already told the truth, ye colorless himself does not deny it, but Lorne still feels incredible and can't help asking.